Tinkerbelle and the Pirates Chapter 2: Introductions are in order

"Feet off the coffee table Killian Jones." Snow says in a deadly tone of voice, making him slowly take his feet off of the table and lower them to the floor.

"That's better." She replies smiling down at him, her anger leaving her as quickly as it came, passing out everyone's lunch.

"Pizza is the tastiest food ever." Victor exclaims, bowing slightly to Snow as she gives him his food.

"Umhmm." Jefferson agrees, hitting his drumsticks against his leg, the chair he was sitting on and Sean, who shoved him away playfully. Sean started laughing as Jefferson decided to practice drums on his head.

"Stop it both of you, or else Victor will eat your food." Snow giggles as Victor looks up guiltily from stealing a slice of pizza each from Sean and Jefferson's plate.

"You weren't eating it." He says shrugging, pizza halfway to his mouth. Sean offers Victor more pizza from his plate, whereas Jefferson throws a pillow at his food-stealing friend, which gets him in the face. Then they all start laughing.

Jefferson and Sean were sitting on one of the huge sofas in the living room area of Jefferson's apartment, Snow was sitting in a reclining chair next to the sofa, Victor was sprawled on a bean bag on the floor and Killian was lounging on the other sofa.

There came a knock at the door.

"Not it." Yelled Victor, not wanting to have to get up and answer the door.

"Not it." Yelled Snow, Killian and Jefferson all at the same time.

"Fine I'll get it." Sean says getting up from his spot on the sofa, and walking down the corridor to the front door of the apartment.

"He is so bad at that game." Killian comments, as he gets up and grabs a couple of sodas from the mini fridge in the corner of the room. Throwing one to Jefferson and handing one over to Snow, he sits back down. Sean walks back into the room hand in hand a tall willowy blond.

"Hey guys." She says, smiling at everyone in the room.

"Hey Ella." They all reply in union.

Sean sits back down and Ella joins him and Jefferson on their couch. Leaning over she kisses Sean on the cheek, as he serves up some pizza for her.

"Get a room you two." Victor says, throwing a pillow at them. Sean catches it and throws it back at Victor who gets hit in the face with it, making everyone laugh.

They all start conversations among themselves until another knock at the door interrupts them.

"Not it." Yells Jefferson, Ella, Killian and Victor all at the same time.

"Not it." Sean manages to yell.

"Damn it." Snow says laughing. "I had a mouth full of food." She complains as she gets up to answer the door.

"Hey guys." Logan says as he walks down the corridor towards the living room, "this is an old friend of mine, Veronica." He says, gesturing to Veronica who was standing next to him.

"Hi." She says awkwardly.

"Veronica, this is Jefferson, Sean, Ella, Victor, Snow and you have already met Killian." Logan says pointing to each person as he says his or her names.

"Hi Veronica. Logan has told us so much about you." Snow says warmly, sitting back down.

"Not all bad, I hope." Veronica smiles back at Snow.

"You know me Mars." Logan quips, smirking at her.

"Too well, Echolls." Veronica quips back.

"Is Ruby coming?" Victor asks, mentioning Logan's secretary, as he sits up straighter in his beanbag.

"Uh, no. She's got a lot of work to do." Logan says.

"You're working my girl into the ground Logan." Victor complains. Veronica looks at the pair confused.

"Ruby, his secretary/assistant, is my girlfriend." Victor clears up for Veronica. She nods in understanding, and internally sighs a sigh of relief. Veronica didn't like the idea of Logan's secretary being single, seeing as she was around him so much.

Ella gets up from her spot on the sofa and walks over to Veronica and Logan.

"Hey Veronica, I'm Ella, Sean's girlfriend. Did you want some pizza, we were just having lunch?" Ella says gesturing to the coffee table where the boxes of pizza were located.

"Yeah, thanks. I'm starving." Veronica says, helping herself to a couple of slices of pizza.

"Hello lass." Killian smirks from his place on the sofa. "Only seat left is next to me."

"Isn't it my lucky day." Veronica says, her voice filled with sarcasm, as she sits down on the other end of the sofa from him.

"Well, lass, it really is." Killian replies, slightly shocked by her confidence.

"Hmmm." Veronica says, tilting her head to one side, about to verbally abuse the Irish idiot when Logan sits down in-between Killian and her, handing her a beer.

"Thanks Logan." She says, as she accepts the bottle, and takes a drink.

"So, how long have you two known each other?" Snow asks, noticing the familiarity between the two of them.

"Long time." Logan says, grinning at Veronica.

"Seventeen years ago? No, wait eighteen years." Veronica says, looking at Logan with amazement.

"Now I feel old." Logan says rubbing his forehead.

"You are old." She laughs.

"You're old too."

"Yeah, but you're older."

"By a couple of months."

"Still older, I can even see a little bit of grey hair." Veronica says, squinting and pointing at Logan's hair.

"What!" He says getting up quickly and running out of the room and into the bathroom across the hall.

Veronica bursts out laughing after Logan's panicked exit.

"There aren't any grey hairs, are there?" Jefferson asks, with a wide grin on his face.

"Nope." Veronica breaths out, still laughing.

"I like you." Victor says, joining in with her laughter, Sean and Jefferson chuckling too. Snow smiles at the vanity of their manager, and Ella giggles. Killian just grins at the gusts of this girl. Logan got mad when anyone made fun of his hair, and his temper was not one to trifle with.

Logan storms back into the room and walks over to a still laughing Veronica. He gives her a death glare; Veronica stops laughing and stands up to face him. She smiles at him, daring him to try something. He stops glaring and smirks at her with mirth in his chocolate brown eyes. She smiles warmly back at him and sits down on the sofa again. Logan laughs and sits next to her.

"I like this girl Logan, she's got balls." Killian says to Logan, admiring the tiny blond sitting next to him.

"Yeah, so guys, the reason I invited Veronica here, was to introduce you to your new personal body guard." Logan says, talking to the whole group. Victor chokes on his soda and Jefferson starts hitting him on the back roughly. Snow looks at Logan like he doesn't see that Veronica is tiny, Killian out right laughs, and Sean furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"The lass may have balls, but she's no body guard." Killian chuckles.

"No offence Veronica, but you don't look like the body guard type." Sean says, looking from Logan to Veronica as if they were about to tell them all the punch line.

"Yeah, I get that a lot. Even in the FBI."

"Wait what?" Victor chokes out, his voice hoarse after his little coughing fit.

"Veronica has been working for the FBI, as a field agent, for about six years up until a couple of months ago. Now she's looking for a job."

"FBI? Are you kidding me?" Jefferson says, as his eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Nope." Veronica says flatly, unimpressed that they don't believe her.

"Why'd you leave?" Ella asks, intrigued.

"I... I got bored with FBI life. You know catching criminals and saving the world. I'm retired now." Veronica says smiling at the young woman.

"So why do you want to work for us?" Killian asks; brows furrowed.

"Well, for starters it's closer to home, higher pay and less likely to get shot. Though I do miss it, and my partner." Veronica answers, sadly thinking of her brilliant partner and friend. "So, did I pass?" Veronica asks, looking around the room with a smile.

"Yep, I think you did." Victor says smiling at her.

"Yeah. We need someone to make sure we stay safe and that person just so happens to have worked for the FBI. I think you are hired." Snow says, smiling. Everyone else in the room slowly nods their heads, including a very happy and grinning Logan.

"Welcome to 'The Pirates', Tinkerbelle." Killian says as he leans across Logan to shake Veronica's hand, smirking at the nickname he just appointed her. Veronica reaches out and shakes the lead singer of the band's hand, signing the deal with an equally mischievous smirk plastered on her face.

"Thank you, Hook."