A/N: The show has come and gone, but the fun of fan fiction will live on. I don't own the characters or the show, because if I did, it would not have been canceled.
She was about five foot ten, with shoulder-length blonde hair. On the outside, she was a simple, mild-mannered professor at UCLA. Those who really know her, know about her past life as a spy for the CIA. However, she hid something from everyone that no one could have suspected.
She was just finishing up with her office hours for the day when her desk phone rang. Her eyes darting quickly about, she answered it.
"Hello?" She said quietly, still keeping a constant watch around her. "Yeah. Yeah, I have the package. Yes, I'm positive he doesn't know about it. Alright. I'll be there." She quickly hung up the phone, and got up from her desk, shutting her computer down. She took a disk out of it, quickly stuffing it in her pocket.
She hurried out to her car, getting in and closing the door before anyone could notice she had left. But, as she drove out of the parking lot, someone noticed her, and tried to catch her attention. She sped up, pretending not to notice, and blazed past him. She didn't have time for simple distractions.
As she sped down the road, she thought about what she had in the back. It was big, and a little bulky. Obvious to anyone who was really paying attention, which was why she was lucky that so far, her target hadn't noticed it yet. He'd been in and out of the car, but it never occurred to him to turn around and look for anything.
She pulled up in the driveway, trying to be as quiet as possible, so as not to distract the rest of the family inside the house. She got out, went around to the back, and grabbed the package that was there.
She quietly opened the front door. She looked around, but she didn't see anyone in the house. She could hear them, though. They weren't that far away. She closed the door behind her, and it made a tiny sound, which caused her to freeze. But, it didn't seem that anyone else had noticed.
She slowly crept into the dining room. She saw her intended target that was purposely facing away from her, completely oblivious of her presence . Suddenly, and unexpectedly, she shouted, "Surprise!"
Her husband turned around, and laughed. She put the gifts on the table, and hugged him. "Happy birthday," she told him. And for the rest of the night, they celebrated his birthday, opening presents, eating cake and being a family.