Author's Notes: Had to remove the song because of new songfic rule but it still can work as a story.

Beta by: Invision.

Bohemian Rhapsody:
By: LOSTwitch

"Oh bum!"

Claire rushed down the hall to her lab. She had over slept and was an hour late for work. She had managed to sneak in before Eberts could catch her. If he would have caught her he would have run his mouth off to the Official.

She mentally kicked herself for not being there early. Claire needed to make another dose of conteragent for Darien. When she got to the door of the lab she could hear the radio was on, and the song that was playing was "Bohemian Rhapsody" by: Queen. However, Claire could hear someone singing along.

As the last lyric ended that's when Claire opened the lab door and entered. She burst out into laughter. Claire couldn't control herself.

The agent spun around to face her. "Uh... how long were you there?"

"Long enough." she managed to answer between the laughs.

"You heard all of it?"

"Oh yeah, and let me tell you something, Bobby. Your no Freddie Mercury, that's for sure." Claire continued, still laughing.

"You're not going to tell anyone this, are you Keep?" pleaded Hobbes.

Claire stopped laughing for a moment. She looked at him. Claire had him. She could blackmail him for life with this. That's when an evil smile came across her face.

Hobbes saw that evil grin, and got down on his knees. "Please, please, please! Don't tell a soul this!" he paused. "I'll do --"

"Anything." Claire said, finishing his sentence.

Hobbes got back up on his feet. "I mean you name it, I'll do it."

Their conversation was cut short when Darien entered.

"Hey, what's up?" he asked.

"Hello Darien." Claire replied, turning to him. "I'll give you some conteragent in a few minutes, but first Bobby here is going to file some of my paper work."

"File?" asked Hobbes with a moan. "Not the files! Anything but filing!"

Claire glared at him. That evil smile crept across her face again. Then she turned to Darien and asked: "Did you know that Hobbes is a --"

"Nevermind, I love to file!" Hobbes said with as much enthusiamism as he could. He paused. "So where are these files?"

"Over there." Claire said, pointing at a nearby desk.

Hobbes let out another moan. There were a ton of files. Piles of them. Darien could sense something was up between the two.

Hobbes saw Darien looking confussed. He said: "Don't ask, my friend. Just don't ask."

Darien: (voice overview): Have you've ever heard the saying: "A fish would keep out of trouble if he would just keep his mouth shut"? To bad Hobbes had to find that out the hard way...

Fin