Author's Notes:Yes, another HL ficcy by yours truly. I'm sorry I blame the Source for this one and my love for Jim Brynes. I'd figured since I gave Mac and Methos girls why not Dawson too? Besides that he hardly gets any action and the one girl we did see him have (Lauren) she was killed. So yeah. Inspired by the song by Elton John with the same name. It's one of my favorites. Please read and review and tell me what you think!

For: Jim Brynes and one more: Peya Luna who's been real nice with reviews from my other HL ficcys and who also urged me to do this one.

I Guess Why They Call It The Blues:

By: LOSTrocker

Chapter One: Playing Manager Take 2:

"Joe you got to hear her!" Richie pleaded with the Watcher one evening at the bar.

"Playing manager again Rich?" asked Joe with a laugh as he cleaned up a bit.

"C'mon I was good with Lighting wasn't I?" Richie asked. "I'm good at spotting talent, and I'm telling you my friend Tilly is an awesome singer!"

"Do you remember what happened when you tried to be Lighting's manager?"

"They wanted him to have "real" manager." Richie mumbled angrily.

"That should give you a little hint my friend." Joe said.

"Would you at least give her a chance?" Richie asked.

"You're not going to let me say no are you?"

Richie smirked. "So, that means you're going to listen to her?"

"Only if it will shut you up." Joe answered him playfully.

"Great! Thanks Joe!" Richie told him and ran out the bar to find his friend.

Richie found Tilly with Angie helping out at the shelt. "Babe!" Richie greeted Till with enthusiasm.

"He wants something." Angie noticed.

"You think?" asked Tilly. "What is it Richie?"

"You know that itty bitty little secret of yours?"

Tilly glared at him. "Richie, you promised you wouldn't tell anybody."

"What did I miss?" Angie asked.

"I didn't tell, I just let it slip to a good friend of mine." Richie admitted.

"Ryan I could so kill right now!" Tilly yelled at him.

Richie smirked at himself. If only she knew. She couldn't kill him even if she tried. Well, maybe if she took his head… If mortals could do that… Richie made a mental note to ask Mac about that later.

"Hello, mind sharing with the class here?" Angie begged them.

"You mind as well tell her." Replied Tilly angrily. "The rest of the world knows by now probably."

"Our girl can sing." Answered Richie proudly.

"Are you serious?" Angie asked.

"Let her hear something." Richie urged Tilly.

Angie nodded her head. This was a surprise to her. Tilly was really a quiet girl. She wasn't as crazy as her and Richie were so the fact that she could sing was unreal to Angie.

"Fine," said Tilly and she sung a little bit of Queen for her friend.

"Wow," Angie was impressed. "You actually know how to carry a tune."

"It's just something I like to do for fun and let the stress out you know?" she asked them. "It makes me feel better."

"I told you she could sing." Richie nudged Angie.

"Who else have you told Richie?" Tilly demanded.

"You know my friend Joe Dawson right?" Richie asked them.

"The guy who owns that bar?" Angie asked.

"Yeah, that would be the one." Answered Richie. "I told him all about you. You have to sing for him. Hey, I got Lighting in the biz. I can probably help you too, just as long as you let me be your manager."

Angie laughed. "That Lighting guy dumped you remember?"

Richie glared at her. "Okay, so not helping."

"I say go for it Tills," Angie said to Tilly. "I mean it couldn't hurt right? Besides, if it helps you get out of this hell whole it will be worth it."

Richie threw his arm over Till. "Just think of it. Your name in lights, and playing some of the best stages in country."

That did sound tempting. "I don't know Rich…" said Tilly.

"One listen. That's all I'm asking." Richie said.

"You're not going to let me say no are you?"

That would be the second time Richie heard that tonight. "No," he gave the same answer he gave to Dawson. Of course Tills agreed to it would shut Richie up.

TBC…