Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Of course I wouldn't mind borrowing Ranger or Diesel. But they all belong to JE.
A/N: I got this idea while reading Plum Spooky. The characters may be a little OOC. Sorry about that. Hope you like it. Please read and review. Some Spoiler's for Plum Spooky(just kind of what happened in Plum Spooky, shouldn't really be too much of a spoiler. And doesn't interfere with story) and kind of for Twelve Sharp.(Just a little not like really bad. more like just a mention of Twelve Sharp)
An Unmentionable?
I was cold and wet. I had just gone after a skip and ended up in puddle of water. I was dragged through it, luckily I got the guy. I had come back to my apartment to change. When I walked in I smelt that Christmas-y smell and saw a pair of scruffy men's boots in the middle of my foyer. I saw the backpack on the coffee table. I knew what this meant. Diesel, he always shows up near a holiday. I walked farther into my apartment trying not drip on the floor. I didn't need Diesel in my apartment now. Morelli and I were currently on the off part of our relationship and it seemed pretty final. I walked into my apartment to find a sleeping Diesel in my bed.
"Diesel?" I called. He stirred and opened his eyes. He smiled but not with dimples.
"I was wondering when you were going to show up. Why are you all wet? Nevermind I don't want to know," he told me. I nodded.
"Well I'm going to take a shower." I walked over to my closet and got out a pair of jeans and an oversized Ranger's jersey. I walked into the bathroom and started the shower. When I got out I dried my hair and stepped out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen where Diesel was lounging against the counter with a beer in his hand. I walked over the fridge and grabbed one for myself.
"What brings you here?" I asked. I figured it was an Unmentionable. Or maybe he heard about the break up and thought I would give into his charm. Not going to happen.
"I'm looking for an Unmentionable. I believe you know him," Diesel told me. I nodded. Who could it be?
"I know an Unmentionable besides the ones you've introduced me to?" I asked him taking a sip of my beer.
"Yeah." I waited for Diesel to elaborate which didn't seem to be happening.
"And?" I asked. Clearly patience wasn't my strong suit. I snooped through the cabinets hoping the food fairy had come. No such luck. I was forty bucks behind on my rent and I need food. I had to catch some more skips. I also had to go to the Bonds office to cash my body receipt. You know what they say, tomorrow is another day. I was due at my parents house for dinner tonight though.
"Well, I need some help catching him. See I figure you could bring him here and then I could do my thing," Diesel said finishing his beer.
"Gee, and I thought you were here because you heard Joe and I broke up," I told him sarcastically. He grinned, with dimples.
"I wouldn't mind mixing business and pleasure," he said with a grin. I rolled my eyes.
"In your dreams. So who is the Unmentionable?" I asked expecting an answer.
"I'll fill you in over dinner. Come on," he said pulling on my hand.
"Sorry but I'm expected for dinner at my parents house. You can come and fill me in on the way," I told him. I grabbed my purse and to my new but old dark green Honda Civic. It ran and it was a good enough car to bring in FTA's.
"I'll drive," Diesel informed me opening the door without the keys. Then he started the car…without the keys.
"So…are you going to fill me in?" I asked as he fiddled with the radio. I could tell he was trying to avoid telling me.
"Best get some food in you first. Wouldn't want you to have an empty stomach," he told me flashing me a grin.
"Fine," I grumbled crossing my arms. We arrived at my parents house at six on the dot. My mother and grandmother were outside waiting for us.
"Stephanie? Who is that you have with you? Is it Ranger?" my mother called squinting trying to see into the car.
"No. It's Diesel," I called back. She nodded. We walked up and went inside. My father was sitting at the table, his fork and knife ready for action. We sat down. We had pot roast, mashed potatoes, green beans, and more. We started eating.
"Like my new hair color? It's called red satin. Ain't it a pip?" Grandma asked. I smiled.
"Yeah," I told her looking at her hair it looked more orange than red.
"I'm thinking of getting one of them manicures that give you the real long nails," Grandma said putting her hand in front of her, "I heard men like that. I'm thinking of getting some, I hear Leo has a good package. What do you think about the nails, Diesel?"
"Christ," my father muttered his head bent low over his plate. Diesel looked at me and then turned back to Grandma and grinned.
"I think you'd look good with one," Diesel commented. My mother was silent through the whole dinner. She didn't even nag me about Morelli or my job. I was relieved. My mother bagged up some leftovers for me.
"Your Grandmother wants to go to a viewing tomorrow night. Will you take her?" she asked me, her eyes begging.
"Sure. See you later," I told her. Diesel and I got back in the car.
"Well that wasn't the best dinner but I've seen worse. They all seem to occur when we eat at your parent's house," Diesel mentioned. I looked over at him.
"So do I get to know who the Unmentionable is now?" I asked. I got right down to business. He let out a big whoosh of air.
"Fine. But I don't think you'll like it." I cut my eyes to him.
"Just tell me already." He looked over at me. Could it really be that bad?
"Ranger."
A/N: Could you see that coming? When I was in the middle of reading Plum Spooky I was thinking "Boy Ranger sure seems like he's an unmentionable." I mean he said Wulf wouldn't touch his men and how does he get in her apartment all the time? Sure she thinks it's his lock picking skills but what if he has the same power as Diesel? And the way he always finds her(with the exception of the Scrog incident). What do you think? Ranger an unmentionable or just uber hot and good at picking locks? Thanks for reading and reviews are appreciated.