Glamour Life

Summary: Everyone in the Scooby Gang has now officially gone their separate ways. But what happens when two people unexpectedly get reunited. Fred/Daphne.

Disclaimer: I do nawt own Scooby Doo. At all. Boohoo.

"And we're off," The monotonous drone of the camera man's voice rang. "Miss Blake, you did a lovely job today,"

"Yeah, well, interviewing over-paid celebrities is my calling," she smiled and emerged from the tan leather couch that was on the set of 'Glamour Life' (the show that Daphne Blake hosted). "What's on tap for tomorrow?" she asked quizzically.

"You are going to be interviewing Millie Noyes," the producer, Carl Vanderbilt, started. "She's staring in that new motion picture, Flower Child,"

"Flower Child?" Daphne walked over to Carl. "She's going to be playing a hippie?"

"Um…yeah," He stuttered. He had no idea where Daphne was going with this observation…

"This is going to be fun," she grinned. Having to deal with a hippie for numerous years had really got her going. She was looking forward to interviewing somebody who was going to play Shaggy's female counterpart in a movie. You see, Daphne was fresh out of college-23 years old to be exact. She had landed the job simply because she was at the right place, at the right time. Her producer, Carl, was walking around Coolsville Mall on day, looking for fresh faces to be on his show. When he noticed Daphne, he knew that she just had to be the host. With her stunning red hair and piercing blue eyes…she was perfect. "Am I going to be interviewing anybody else, or is Millie the only one?"

"Millie's it," Mr. Vanderbilt answered.

"I see," Daphne whispered. Then, Carl started to monologue about what she was supposed to ask Millie and whatnot; but Daphne wasn't listening. She was thinking: wondering, really. Daphne was wondering what Shaggy was doing. She was wondering about every aspect about Shaggy's life that she did not know. Like what college he went to, where he lived, where he worked. But, more importantly, she was wondering about Fred. Fred: The boy that had turned her whole world upside down; the man that she loved…the man that claimed that he loved her back. After she finished thinking about Fred. She started to imagine what Velma was doing: Velma, her best friend. She was probably off somewhere doing something scientific: Something that nobody in the gang would actually get: Something that would take Velma hours to explain, and still answer to the blank stares of Fred, Shaggy, and herself. She shook her head clear of her thoughts in time to hear the end of Carl's lecture.

"Got it, Daphne?" he questioned.

"Y-yeah, I think I do," She stammered. Not quite knowing what she "got."

"Alright, now, go home, Miss Blake, get a good night's rest for tomorrow," Carl urged. "You've got a big day ahead of you,"

"See you tomorrow, Carl," Daphne bid. She sauntered out of the QDXT studio and got into her cherry red mustang convertible. She drove it back to her house on Bedford Drive in Beverly Hills, California. Her house was big-well, actually it was huge. It was one of those stereotype California mansions, that people imagined movie stars to live in. Daphne's house was so big she even got lost in it once in awhile. But, the thing was, Daphne was lonely. She didn't really have many friends; the only thing she wished was that she had stayed in contact with the gang. That was her one wish, the thing she wanted more than anything, she wanted to see Velma lose her glasses again. See Shaggy and Scooby eat everything they could find. And, most of all, she wanted to see Fred. She wanted to see Fred smile. She wanted to see Fred hug her, kiss her, and protect her. She wanted to see Fred more than anything. Well, that's what she thought, anyway. She knew where he lived, and she knew what he did, and she knew what his phone number was. Actually, she didn't know his phone number, but she was sure she could go onto on of his online fan clubs, ask somebody, and voila she could have his number. She did know where he lived though. He actually lived in Beverly Hills, too: Benedict Canyon Drive. He was the first baseman for the Dodgers. You know the Los Angeles baseball team. She was bored one day, and decided to go to a Dodgers baseball game, and, what do you know, she saw Fred there. Playing first base. She was really quite shocked to see that he lived in the same general area as her, but then the shock died down, and became more of a general longing: A longing to see him again, and talk to him, and hear his voice. Most of all, she wondered if he was seeing anybody. She also wondered if he thought about her, but even if he did, there was no way that he'd actually tell Daphne that. Daphne rummaged through one of her drawers and found her phone book. She looked up Velma's phone number, to see if she had moved, or was home or anything since she last talked to her. (Two years ago…college graduation, Daphne and Velma had kept in touch longer than anybody else) Daphne dialed Velma's number, and after three rings, Velma's voice answered the phone with a high pitched "Hello,"

"Velma?" Daphne squealed. "Is that you?"

"Who is this?" Velma hastily asked.

"It's Daphne, silly, you know, your friend?"

"Daphne?" Velma paused. "Seriously? I never thought I'd hear from you again,"

"Well, you were wrong…for once,"

"I watch your show every day!" Velma exclaimed.

"Um…thanks?" Daphne thanked. "What have you been up to?"

"Well, after graduating Harvard, I came down to Florida to work with Nasa,"

"What do you do for Nasa?"

"If I told you, I'd have to explain what it is, and get into this whole long monologue…and you still wouldn't understand,"

"Heh. Somehow I figured as much," Daphne started to stifle a laugh. Velma did have a job like she thought. "Do you know what Shaggy's doing?"

"Not the slightest clue, we lost touch," Velma explained. "What about Fred, what does he do?"

"He's the first baseman for the Dodgers,"

"Who are the Dodgers?"

"The Los Angeles baseball team,"

"Los Angeles?" Velma gasped. Maybe Daphne and Fred still kept in touch. "Does that mean that you two lovebirds are still friends…at least?"

"Nope, I only know that because I went to one of his games," Daphne said. "But, believe me; I'd love to talk to him again. Him and Shaggy both,"

"Me too," Velma contemplated. "I'm coming out to L.A. for a few weeks on Thursday want to get together sometime?"

"That sounds great, Velma," Daphne answered. "You could even stay at my house. I've got a lot of extra rooms to fill…"

"You'll have to give me your address…"

"It's 837 Bedford Drive, Beverly Hills, California, 90210,"

"Um…on second thought, can you just pick me up at the airport? I'll call you when my plane lands,"

"Sounds good, Velms, see you soon," Daphne stated. Now she could check Velma off her list. She and Velma were already getting reunited. All she needed now were Shaggy and Fred…and she knew that Shaggy would be much easier to make amends with.

Next Chapter is about Fred and Shaggy…Review please!