AN: This chapter will be explaining a lot more, since the last one was more of an intro to the story. Our major characters will be introduced in this chapter as well.

Disclaimer: I still don't own the Hardy Boys or Nancy Drew.

Enjoy!

~1Roanoke1

~Untitled Work~

Chapter 2

"An Awkward Meeting"

Ping!

Frank awoke as the 'fasten seatbelt's' light flashed on and tarmac came into view. He stretched as wave of happiness and comfort flashed over him. His senses took to the skyline of New York City, a sight that he hasn't seen in months. For 16 weeks, he was training in Paris, France for the FBI. Though Frank did not want a job as a FBI agent, NYPD Chief Con Riley, promised that if Frank took part in the training, he would surely get the job of Chief Inspector of the detectives unit. Being it was Frank's dream of being the Chief Inspector, he took the opportunity. Before he left, him and Joe had been working at their father's detective agency. The boys were amateur detectives. The last thing Frank heard about the business, was that Fenton, Frank and Joe's father, had hired a stand-in for Frank and people raved how much the stand-in was similar to Frank, personality wise, of course! Frank just could wait to show Joe and the stand-in his new techniques!

Once the plane had landed, Frank left LaGuardia and caught a cab home. As the car left the city and started going into the suburbs, he felt more and more at home. The dirty yellow cab pulled up to the beautifully landscaped, cape cod like house on 5930 Jefferson Street. Frank stepped out of the cab and took in the sweet aroma of his mother's flowers. He paid the driver and then strode up the drive and entered the lovely house.

"Mom? I'm Home." Frank called to his mother.

"Franklin?" Laura, his mom, shouted from the kitchen.

Following the voice of his mother, a nice looking, older woman came running in.

"Oh, Frank!" She yelled, hugging her eldest son. "I'm so glad you're home! I've missed you!"

"Me too. Hey, where's dad?" Frank asked.

"He's at the office finishing some paperwork." Mrs. Hardy explained.

Frank nodded understandingly while a smile spread across his face. 'Typical Dad' He thought, 'He sure hasn't changed. I wonder if I'm the only person that did.'

"Joe, your brother is here!" Laura shouted as she went back to the kitchen.

Just as his name was called, Frank could her heavy, excited footsteps, scrabbling to get downstairs. The twenty-two year old blonde man came crashing downstairs.

"Frank!" Joe yelled as he stumbled into his brother.

"What up, little brother?" Frank asked as he was trying to steady Joe.

"Nothing much, just glad your home!" Joe beamed.

Suspicion fell over Frank as to why Joe was acting so nice. Usually, wrestling would break out by now, but it hadn't. In fact, Frank could say that he was sad that it didn't occur. 'Maybe, Joe matured, not me…' Frank thought.

"So, I got you a present! It's upstairs on your bed. Go check it out!" Joe informed him, pushing Frank upstairs.

Frank laughed and knew that Joe would not let up if he didn't go and open the present. Just as he entered the room, Joe closed the door on him and locked it. 'Classic Joe', Frank thought. It seems as if Frank was the only one that matured.

Frank looked over to his bed. No present. Frank let out a quiet sigh when he noticed that the bed looked as if it was in use. "Must be Joe's girlfriend, Vanessa." Frank said to himself quietly, "Great, I'll have to wash the sheets."

He went over to his closet to change and as he opened his closet, he knew something was up. It was all filled of women's clothing and all of his clothes where pushed to the back.

"What the heck?" He mumbled to himself.

At the same time he examined the closet, the door in his room that led to his own bathroom swung open. He turned to find a woman, about the same age as Frank, with gorgeous strawberry blonde hair that was stringy with water and the most beautiful sapphire blue eyes. Frank assumed that she had just gotten out of the shower because a trail of steam followed her and the poor girl only had a towel wrapped around her.

When the girl finally noticed him, she saw a hint of blush on his cheeks and his mouth agape. She became utterly embarrassed, but had found Frank very attractive being very muscular, tall, and handsome with chocolate brown and hair and deep brown eyes. And, from what she heard, he was to die for with his personality.

"I'm s-sorry, I j-just got out of s-shower.. I d-didn't know y-you were…" She stuttered, trying to explain.

"It's fine, I-I get this with Joe's girlfriend's a lot." Frank tried to reason.

"Oh." She said with a giggle and a hint of blush, "I'm not Joe's girlfriend. No no no no… I'm your stand-in."

Frank's mouth fell agape again.

"S-So, ha-ave you been l-living here?" He asked, embarrassed.

She nodded. "Your p-parents said that I r-reminded them so much of y-you, that they wanted me to s-stay here until you c-come home…" She explained, with tears of embarrassment forming in her eyes.

Frank nodded, feeling awful for the poor girl in front of him.

"H-How about you get dressed a-and we can talk m-more tonight because y-you seem like a r-really nice girl." Frank smiled with feverish blush returning to his face.

She too, blushed ferociously and smiled softly as she looked down to her feet.

Frank walked right past her as he picked the lock to door and left, ignoring the sly-smiling Joe, and headed toward the main bathroom to splash cold water on his face, hoping to forget the embarrassing meeting. But something deep down told him that he wouldn't.

AN: Yay! They've met! And how cute, too! Please remember to review! Ciao!