Author's Note: I own nothing that is Haven; character's, plot lines or story details. They are owned by their respected people and the Syfi network. I own anything that is not part of the wonderful world of Haven. This is solely for personal gratification of having a story out there about Duke. I have search high and low for Duke Crocker stories and came up a little less successful then I liked. Hopefully, this wets a Duke Crocker fan's appetite and they in turn provide me with a little Duke lovin! Please review!

Callie Callahan, shifted the weight of her grocery's as she walked down the docks towards her temporary home, The North Star. It was temporary because she never knew how long she could stay here before an 'accident' happened. An accident that would result in a little too much attention paid in her general direction and too many unwanted questions being asked by people in uniforms.

And there was just something said about some secrets are better left alone. And hers was one of them.

Callie shook her head in frustration as a big gust of wind blew down the docks. She wished she could pull down her knitted cap but her hands were full with three large brown paper bags full of food. She was almost to the boat, and was damn glad that she could see it just a bit further down the dock. Her ears were frozen stiff.

She wanted to get into the boat before the rain that had been threatening all morning came down. The clouds were dark gray and on their way to turning black. If the local weather station was right, they were in for a bad night with a harsh winter thunderstorm rolling in from the Atlantic Ocean.

A second gust of cold wind blew her long brown hair in her face, and her cap off her head. She turned around just in time to see it fly down the docks behind her.

"Shit!" Callie swore and she set down her oversized loads awkwardly onto the wooded surface of the dock. She chased down after the bright green cap but the wind was blowing to hard for her to catch it.

A tall, dark haired man was on the end of the dock walking her way. She had seen him a few times, enough to know that he also lives in one of the other boats docked somewhere near hers. She watched as he scooped her cap up just before it took a dump into the cold ocean.

"Looks like this got away from you." he said giving her want she was sure was a roguish grin that probably worked on a lot of ladies but not her. "Guess I saved you from a cold dip."

"Looks like it." Callie replied taking the cap from him and replacing it on her head. She turned away from her and looked over her shoulder at him. "Thanks."

He stood there for a moment, clearly shocked at her not falling for what she was sure was his best 'take you pants off' look then chased after her.

Callie grimaced at the sound of his boots pounding on the dock planks as she increased her pace to get away from him. She really didn't want to make any lasting impression on anyone. The longer she stayed in the background the better.

"What's you hurry?" he called after her as he saw her bend down and tried to scoop up her over loaded grocery's bags but couldn't't pick up the third one with both hands full. He took advantage of her full hands and bent down to pick up the last brown paper bag. "I thought we could you know, exchange names and get a bite to eat."

"Well, as much as I am grateful for you help with my hat, I don't think I have time for what you are suggesting Mr. ?" Callie said looking at him, her hazel eyes narrowing at him in annoyance.

"Crocker. But you can call me Duke, like the rest of my friends do." Duke replied, giving her his best 'I'm really a friendly guy." grin.

"Yes, well I think I will stick to Mr. Crocker." Callie replied before she jester towards the bag in his hands." So just give me the bag and we'll call it a day."

"I'll give you the bag if you tell me your name." Duke replied as Callie turned away from him and started walking towards her boat.

"Actually, your going to give me the bag because what's inside it is mine." Callie stated as she tossed a glare back at him over her shoulder. " I dislike you not doing want I want you to do."

"Well, I rarely do what other people want I'm afraid." Duke said as he watched the way her ass move in her faded blue jeans. He did like the view from behind her and had like the view every morning since she started rented old man McAlister's old fishing boat a few months back. She was an improvement to his morning routine of drinking coffee and reading the news paper in the early morning hours. Who didn't like a shapely brunette who like to do yoga in the early morning sun with skin tight clothes on? "So, why don't you just tell me your name and we'll start from there."

Callie clenched her teeth as she continued to stomp down the dock. She reached the North Star, went aboard and placed the two bags she was carrying down on the shelf that was screwed into the wall of the boat. This was getting ridiculous. What happened to a guy just taking a freakin hint.

"And why do I want to do that Mr. Crocker." asked Callie as she tried to reach out and grab the bag in his hands. He anticipates her grab and moves the bag out of her reach, just a little bit from her short arms.

Callie bit her lip to stop the groan of frustration from escaping her mouth. She hated being shorter then everyone else. Especially when being shorter hindered her in getting what she wanted.

Duke smiles at her as another big gust of wind comes barrelling from the ocean and down the docks, causing her to reach for that pretty green hat again. He saw the flash of annoyance cross over her delicate features and had to admit that he like the way her pretty hazel eyes narrowed in annoyance at him.

"I don't think so." Duke said with a laugh. "Didn't your mother ever teach you it's not nice to grab?"

"Is he bothering you?" asked a male voice to their left. They had been so involved in starring each other down that neither heard the approached of two of Haven's finest detectives. The dark haired man spoke first, his blonde hair partner, an on lone FBI agent if the gossip market was true, stayed silent, observing the scene before her.

"We were just getting acquainted before you rudely interrupted, Nathan." Duke replied before Callie had a chance to open her mouth. She could hear the contempt in both men's voices when they spoke to each other. Clearly, they had some unresolved issues, she really didn't need to feel apart of. "I was just helping with the grocery's like a good neighbour would."

Seeing Duke's attention was distracted she made a grab for the bag, retching it out his grasp and toss him a look of smug victory. He gave her a nod and smirk that made her brain go into an area she wished it wouldn't.

"I don't know if I would call you a good neighbour." the blonde next to the tall detective spoke. " I wasn't aware you knew how to be one."

"Funny Audrey," Duke replied, with a frown as Callie saw the other detective laugh. " I see you ate your witty pancakes this morning."

"I don't think we've met before." Audrey flashed Duke an smirk " I'm Special Agent Audrey Parker and this is my partner Nathan Wournos. I don't think I caught your name."

"That's cause I never gave it." Callie said as she moved further onto the boat away from the dock. " I'm not much for local law enforcement and let alone a fancy FBI agent like your self. But since they give that shinny badge and all, I bet you'll find out my name by the end of the day."

Duke couldn't hide the smile that spread across his face with the words coming out of Callie's mouth. Especially when he saw the narrow eyes and frowning expression stapled on Nathan's face. And here he thought he was the only one that made him look like that.

"How about you just give me your name and we can do a little dinner, you know get to know each other." Duke leaned across the dock and over the railing of the boat.

"Why don't we just skip the name exchange and you can take yourself to dinner and get a new personality." Callie raised an eyebrow and gave her best 'fuck you' smirk before turning so sharp that her long brown hair flew over she shoulder as she walked down the cabin below.

"I don't think she likes me very much." Duke frowned as he turned to look at two of his favourite law enforcement agents, well at least one was his favourite. The other was his long standing rival, running jab and the one person Duke knew would throw his ass in jail for so much as jaywalking let alone for the numerous packages his 'imported' and 'exported' for a fee.

"You figure?" Audrey replied as she took a good long look at the spot where Callie once stood. She would do a little digging around, starting with who ever rented the woman the boat, then run her name through their database and whatever the woman was hiding she'd have in her hands by the end of the day. Although Haven was not her town by birth, it was sure turning out to be now. And Audrey like to know what and who going around her town.

"Well, at least there's a silver lining to this." Duke did a few more buttons up on his knee length black coat as another gust of wind blew down the docks.

"And what's that Duke?" Nathan asked, standing on the dock like a stone statue, unaware of the chill in the air.

"She's likes you two even less." And with that Duke flashed Audrey a devilish smirk before turning down the dock towards his boat with long strides to get out of the cold weather.

Audrey could swear that insulting Nathan and any other fellow law enforcement officer put a little skip in Duke's steps. But she didn't take it personal, it was just Duke after all.

"Wonder what she's hiding?" Audrey asked as she gave Duke momentary glance before she turned around and headed back down the dock towards Nathan's truck.

"I bet this going to be interesting." Nathan gave Audrey a little smile as the wind assaulted their backsides. Nathan slowed his step a bit and moved behind Audrey, in order to give her a little shelter from the cold with his tall frame. He didn't really feel temperature due to his condition but he knew Audrey would feel he bite in the air. And she was just stubborn enough not to admit she was freezing.