Back at the FBI headquarters Mulder and Scully told Harkness and Rivers that they could help but only to a certain extent as they were the secondary team on the X-files.
"Sorry Rivers but that's just the way."
"That sucks seriously how many years were you on the x-files?" She asked Mulder.
"Nine or ten." Mulder replied.
"Jesus and they put you secondary."
"Yeah you want a John Dogget and a Monica Reyes"
"Great what are these guys like?"
"Well Dogget is a no brained NYPD cop who seems nice enough but he's no Fox Mulder." He said smugly and laughing.
"Ok" she said also laughing sarcastically.
"Monica Reyes is a great agent, very different to Scully but she should be of some use."
"How do I get these guys to help then?"
"Well the Skinman has already assigned them to help you."
Harkness and Rivers walked down the corridor towards Doggett's office.
"Agent Dogget my name is Dr Kelly Rivers and this is Captain Jack Harkness. We've been told you are expecting us."
"Yeah sure." He said in a thick New York accent. He didn't seem too friendly but Kelly worked with Jack she was used to it. Reyes walked in she had dark hair and a pretty smile.
"Hi, you must be Kelly and Jack." She shook both their hands. Jack seemed to take a shine to her which Kelly wasn't to keen on.
Rivers and Harkness did their usual trick and went in guns first. It was late.
"Rivers you go round the back with John I'll stay with Monica." Kelly wasn't too bothered about this as she realised that people in her sort of career worked better with less emotional attachment. Plus if he decided to do his usual skirt chasing mean ass act she had John to do the exact same with. Kelly was the sort of woman who could always get someone back. When the doctor had tried that with her she just got him back by snogging the face of Mickey. This clearly bothered him. As usual nobody was present in the factory.
After a lot of searching and Kelly doing her usual guns first act it was a waste. Or so she thought. She saw a banner hanging over a doorway announcing a dance for the workers of the factory. Kelly knew that when she wanted to find something out undercover was always best.
They left the factory and told Reyes and Dogget that they would no longer need their services but thanked them and told them they'd keep in touch.
"So Harkness, we're going to this dance using psychic paper the doctor gave me."
"Well it's a date." He said smugly and sickly.
"Don't you dare?"
"See you at eight." He said smiling as she walked out and did an unfriendly finger gesture in his favour. It was obvious he still loved her and she loved him.
She answered the door in a red dress it was low cut and she looked elegant.
"Wow" He said as she opened the door.
"Shut up Jack."
"What so I can't give you a compliment now?"
"You can but not with those eyes." She sniggered and took it.
"So Rivers you got your guns?" She hitched up her dress and in her stockings she had 2 guns in each. She was always a tomboy never a proper girl.
"Kelly you might wanna' remove at least one." He said sheepishly. She did so and went to go out the door.
"And the others Rivers?" She rolled her eyes and pulled one out of her bra and threw it on the sofa of her apartment.
"So let's go?" he said offering his arm. She rolled her eyes.
"You're lucky this is undercover or I'd kick your arse."
They went toward the limo that Harkness had ordered so it looked real. Kelly stepped in showing psychic paper to get her around she did her usual trick and went bumbling in like a bull in a china shop.
Harkness seemed to be enjoying himself chatting up anything in skirt. As her usual did wooing all the girls. Kelly just sat there arms folded and rolled her eyes.
"Well time to dance Rivers?"
"Don't even think about it!"
"Why not it's undercover we have to play up to it Rivers." He whispered. He pulled her up and she folded her arms in a mood she hated him for it. They began to dance and she had eye rolling expression on her face. She could've shot him right there right then.
"You're lucky this is undercover." She said as he held her close with his hand on her hips.
"Whys that Rivers?"
"Because I would've shot you by now." She said her voice growing angrier.
"So what if I do this?" His hand lowered.
"I'm warning you!" His hand lowered even more he knew he was tempting fate. She gently lifted her knee up and without him realising she kneed him in somewhere unpleasant.
"Thanks for that Rivers." He said gasping for breath.
"No problem Captain." She said smirking.
"I hate you."
"Aw I hate you too Jack, Thank you." She said sarcastically. When he got his breath back and the pain numbed they sat back down. She began to drink and when Kelly started to drink things got silly. They always did. She had what must've been her eighth glass of wine. Her words started to slur. Jack knew she was drunk because she was giving him compliments.
"You know I love youuuu, but you lefffft me for a jhob!"
"Kelly I think you've had enough?"
"Shut up."
They had found nothing by the end of the night so they decided to make tracks. Jack had to practically hold her up. He saw her to her apartment she invited him in but he knew what she would do.
"Shut up, and come in." She pulled him in by his tie and tried to wink.
The next morning she woke up her head pounded inside her skull. She thought to herself. Oh my god what happened last night Oh My God, My God. She looked next to her and thankfully Jack wasn't there. She walked into he living room still in her dress from the night before Jack had obviously seen her to her room and put the covers over her.
She woke up to Jack putting on a pot of coffee.
"Morning you, rough night?"
"Yeah, look I'm sorry about last night, I really am."
"It's ok no problem you English can't take your drink." He smiled sweetly she was beginning to realise why she fell in love with him in the first place. His blue eyes twinkled.
"Did you put me to bed last night?"
"Yeah I did, you were tired and needed it."
"Thank you, Jack."
"What for?" She walked over and kissed him on the lips and smiled afterwards. "What was that for Rivers?" He smiled she was always a fantastic kisser.
"You know what for, for looking after me last night and not taking advantage."
