AN: hey, this is my first Tin Man fanfic, and even though i Love DG/Cain pairing, i wanted to add a twist and make my own character.

Disclaimer: i don't own anything, except Billie

The original plan had been to open a travel storm so Cain could go back for some of DG's things. However, in their lives, things almost never went as planned.

Cain was to go alone, just to get a couple of small things, such as pants (DG still refused to wear a dress) and a few paint supplies for her. The storm was suppose to open up near the farmhouse, where the others had. But, at the time when Azkadellia was opening the storm to the right location, Glitch had picked the most imperfect moment to do what he did best, glitch. And since no one noticed the change until after Cain had already jumped, that is how he got here.

He didn't exactly know where here was, but he knew he was on the Other Side, which was not a place he wanted to get lost. He figured he was still in Kansas since there was so much open farmland (at least he assumed, only from what DG had told him). So after sorting out these facts, he picked a direction and started walking, hoping to find someone who could get him to DG's farm.

After about an hour of walking down the highway, he finally heard the roar of a vehicle. He turned around and stuck out his thumb, something he had had to do once or twice in the O.Z. As he watched the truck approached he kept his other hand on his gun just to be safe.

O.O.O.O

She sang along with the song as she always did, drumming on the wheel every so often, on her way home from her not so fabulous job at a little strip club in town. Her old Chevy truck groaned slightly as she pressed up to 75 miles per hour, Billie made a note that she would have to go see Tim at the auto shop soon. She drummed on the wheel a few more times until she noticed something in the road, or rather beside it.

It was a person, a man to be exact, thumb out and waiting for someone to show some courtesy. She slowed to a stop as she neared him, and as she watched him in her rear view mirror she realized that not only was he a man, he was a very attractive man.

He walked up to the window and she gave a nod for him to hop in, as he got in she saw a flash of a full holster at his hip and a string of fear ran through her brain. 'This is why mom always told me to pass hitchhikers by'.

O.O.O.O

He surveyed the driver and the truck as he got in and quickly realized that this very small young girl wasn't a threat. As he took in her manner of dress, he assumed it would be fairly easy to charm her into giving him a ride to his destination. She wore something not unlike what the brothel girls wore back in the O.Z., blue shorts and black shirt, and neither covered much.

"So, where do you need to go, cowboy?" he picked up hints of an accent he couldn't place. She eased the old truck back into a higher speed, and glanced his way as she shifted.

"Well, I'm actually trying to find my niece's farm. DG is her name, know of her?" he smoothly told the young girl a little lie to ensure that she wouldn't question his motives.

He had guessed her age to be about as old as DG, maybe younger, her petite frame gave him the impression of youth.

He had caught the flash of suspicion that captured her face, but he hadn't expected her to slam on the brakes, sending him head first into the dash. If his reflexes hadn't been as good as they were, he would have been close to being unconscious. He caught himself and heard her wrench open the door and scrambled out.

"I'm getting to old for this…" he grumbled as he slide his gun from its holster and got out to see where she went.

"Don't move."

He could feel the cool muzzle of a shotgun pressed against the nape of his neck. His hands went up and his gun hung from his finger, he could easily overpower her, he just needed the opportunity.

"Okay cowboy, who are you really?" she rounded him, while still aiming her quite impressive shotgun at him; her boots clicked slightly on the road and her shorts, he noticed, were much shorter than he realized. Her round face held a look of fearlessness, quite akin to the face he had seen DG wear so many times. Although hers was different, it held a kind of power that he hadn't seen in any other woman.

"I am what I say I am." He simply replied, hoping that she didn't know otherwise. "That's not possible, she doesn't have an uncle. Not one that's as alive and young as you are anyway. So I'll ask again, who are you?" she eyed the gun that dangled on his finger before returning to her death glare.

He sighed and paused for a moment, the gears in his mind working. "I'm not her blood uncle, but I've known her parents for years." It was the truth, though he didn't specify which parents he claimed to know. He was glad that her roborents knew him too.

She narrowed her large green eyes at him and gave him one of those 'I'm not sure I believe the horse shit coming out of your mouth' look, but lowered her gun anyway. Just then, he heard a slightly annoying jingling coming from inside the truck. The girl sighed and nodded her head toward the truck, hinting him to get back in. As he turn she swiftly relieved him of his gun before he even knew it, he mentally kicked himself for underestimating her. He had to admit, she was good, she had seen right through him and had taken his gun before he had a chance to realize it. Something like this hadn't happened to him in annuals.

As they both entered the truck, she strategically placed his gun between her thighs, believing he wouldn't reach for it for the sake of decency, which was true. As she reached for the source of the sound, he realized it was a phone.

"Yes? No, mom, I'm not coming home yet, I'm gonna go stop by DG's place for a few minutes." She paused as he heard an older woman talking loudly on the other end. "Yes, I realize that I haven't talked to her in years, but I need to talk to her parents about someo-… something." She glanced his way and quickly covered up. "Yeah, I got your cigarettes. Yeah, I got the right kind don't worry. Ok, bye." She let out a soft growl and threw the small phone down on the seat.

"So, you do know DG. You two use to be friends?" he watched her carefully, looking for something that would help him, a flicker of trust would be nice, but he knew that wouldn't happen.

"Yeah I knew her, but we weren't friends. I tried being friendly, but that girls a prude if I ever saw one." A small smirk crawled onto her face as her eyes glazed a bit. She finally chanced a look at him and scanned him up and down, raising one eyebrow at his clothing. He mimicked her expression, as if to say 'you have no room to talk'.

"A prude you say? I would think you wouldn't like her because she's too headstrong and gets into trouble a lot." Knowing from experience how much she could get into trouble just by accident.

"Funny you should say that, those are the reasons we got along for the few months that we did. Besides, compared to me, she's a princess." He couldn't help but let out a chuckle from the irony of her words. "I don't know if that's possible, she gets into more trouble in one day then most people could in ten annuals." She shot him a confused look, before looking back to the road. They were coming up on DG's driveway, she wanted to talk to DG's parents before this stranger got a chance to threaten them or something along those lines.

"Well, the difference between me and her is that she's always in trouble by accident. I usually can't help but go look for it." She shot him a grin as they pulled up by the house.

She shut off the truck, picked up Cain's gun from between her legs, and proceeded to unload the bullets out of it before tossing it back to him; slipping the bullets into the front pocket of her very short shorts.

"Hank? Emily?" she called as they got to the porch. As he saw "Hank" DG's robopop approach the door, he realized he didn't know this girl's name, so he perked up his ears and waited.

"Billie? Great Gale, we haven't seen you in years. My…you've grown up." He opened the screen door and ushered her in, but upon seeing Cain his eyes got wide. Cain pressed a finger to his lips, hoping the robot would have enough sense not to mention anything that would give him away. "Mr. Cain, what a pleasant surprise." He smiled and called to his wife.

"Well goodness gracious, Billie you're looking more and more beautiful everyday.

"Mr. Cain?" Emily embraced the young girl named "Billie" and led them to the living room.

"So you do know this man?" he noticed that she was clever enough not to tell them of who he claimed to be. 'She's smarter then I thought…'

"Why yes, Mr. Cain is a very good friend of ours. DG is staying with him for a while."

Emily smiled warmly at the girl, as if to make sure Billie believes her. "DG is doing well, right?" Hank asked with concern. Cain was always a bit amazed at how well they had created the nurture units, there were times when even he forgot they were robots, only for a second though.

He removed his hat before replying. "Yes ma'am, she just asked me to get a few things, I got turned around but thankfully this young lady was kind enough to give me a ride. Thank you kindly, miss, I can find my own way back." He went over to hank and asked him to show him where DG's room was, as he walked away he turned a bit and was about to wave to Billie until he remembered she had his bullets. He cursed under his breath and walked back over to her.

"Can I talk to you outside?" they walked outside and he held out his hand and gave her a hard look. She sighed and dug out all but one of the bullets, as she dumped them into his hand he cleared his throat and glanced meaningfully at her pocket. She put her hands on her hips and smirked at him, expecting him to get it himself. They stared each other down for a few minutes, until finally Cain growled and slid his hand deftly into her pocket, enjoying the shocked look that took over her face. Her already big eyes got wide and sparkled with surprise and her cheeks got the slightest hints of red, then he flashed a victorious smile as he loaded his gun and went back into the house.

She went back to her truck and sat in her seat for a few minutes trying to calm down the flames that licked at her cheeks. 'That man is infuriating!'

O.O.O.O

"Well it was good to see you Mr. Cain. Tell DG that we miss her, and we hope she's doing well." The nurture units stood outside with him as he waited for the storm to come. He nodded and tipped his hat as he felt the wind coming; unfortunately, he didn't even notice that Billie had come back and was coming toward them. As he jumped into the storm, he felt a hand try to drag him back, but that hand and everything attached were sucked in as well.

AN: short? yeah but i'm just getting started. this one was a bit slow but it will get better. i hope. read and review please!