"Garcia, Styles the Captain wants you in his office."

The two partners both sighed softly, but climbed to their feet. Joey stopped to thank the officer who had informed them before they entered his office.

"Have a seat. We were just sent a lead on where Amy Dumas and Johnny Nitro will be. Unfortunately for the two of you, you'll have to go undercover tonight and try and gets as much information as you can."

The two officers both looked up in shock.

"Why can't we just arrest them tonight?"

"...Undercover?!"

Vince resisted the sudden urge to laugh. "There's not enough information, you know that Detective and yes, undercover. I'll need the two of you to be at the restaurant tonight."

"As a waitress or something, right?"

"No. Husband and wife would look less suspicious."

"Sir you can't be..."

"Detective!"

"But Sir!"

"But nothing, you have your orders. Go get ready."

Joey obeyed his orders and slowly stood up. Lilian groaned. "Captain, is this the only way?"

Vince gave a stern look. "Detective Garcia, if you do not follow orders, you will be removed from this case, understood?"

She looked down, afraid that she'd say something to get her in trouble. "Yessir."

"Okay then, I will have Haas inform you of the reservation time. It's the Vesuvio, so dress nicely." Vince smiled kindly at the pair and watched as they left; half wishing he could be there tonight to watch that go down.


A few hours later, Lilian and Joey stood uncomfortably outside of their car, looking at one another. Lilian couldn't help but feel self-conscious in the short black dress she was wearing. Even though she worked out and was in shape, she was more comfortable in her police uniform or sweats…

Joey sighed, admiring Lilian to himself. "Look, Detect-- Lilian. If we're going to pull off this undercover thing, we've got to really act the part. So let's put all personal differences aside and enjoy a nice meal courtesy of the Newport Police Department."

Lilian glanced at him, surprised. She smiled slightly, accepting his elbow when he held it out for her to take. "Okay, Joey."

"God, I feel so girly," Lilian pointed out disgustedly.

"You look beautiful," Joey said softly, holding the door of the posh restaurant open for the little blonde.

Lilian ducked her head, hoping to hide the slight blush in her cheeks. "Thank you."

He nodded his head, smiling softly as they were led to their table. He pulled out Lilian's chair, waiting until she sat down before taking a seat across from her.

"I'm guessing you're as uncomfortable with this as I am?"

The little blonde forced herself to look up at him. "Is it that obvious?"

"Just a little bit," he replied, laughing softly.

She started to say something, but trailed off when her eyes landed on his left hand. "I didn't know you were married," she murmured softly.

Joey followed her gaze. "I uh, I'm not. Not anymore at least. She died a few years back, I don't wear it anymore, it kind of makes it harder."

Lilian looked down at her own wedding ring and nodded her head. "I understand, I guess you and I just handle it differently."

Two men approached their table, cutting off their conversation. One was carrying wine and two empty glasses, the other carrying two glasses of water. Lilian watched as the man with the wine filled the glasses. He was tall, thin, and had jet black hair, complete with a goatee. The other man was a complete opposite. He was shorter, plumper and bald.

"Thank you," Joey said politely.

"You're quite welcome. Your waiter will be here shortly to take your orders," the tall one said with a smile. The shorter server nodded curtly and then they both left.

Joey shook his head. "No, no, thank you Gomez and Uncle Fester, thank you. I'll appreciate my wine without any body parts," he joked quietly, more so to himself.

To his surprise, Lilian let out a soft giggle which soon turned into a real, genuine laugh. Joey smiled, happy to have elicited a laugh from his partner. "I was thinking the same thing."

"What?"

"They looked exactly like the guys from The Adams Fam- There they are!"

Joey followed her gaze to where Amy Dumas and Johnny Nitro were entering the restaurant.

Lilian and Joey watched discreetly as the host, who was actually Officer Haas, sat Dumas and Nitro down. He nodded to Lilian and Joey, letting them know that all was set up for them to get the information they needed.

"Johnny, it's so nice to get out for a nice dinner for once," they heard Dumas say to Nitro.

"I know. Tomorrow's the big day."

"Yeah… and to think after this, we'll get out of this boring ass state forever," Dumas commented.

Hey, Lilian thought to herself. Delaware is NOT boring!

She didn't say anything; rather, she reached across the table, taking his hand in hers. "Honey, it's so nice to be celebrating our anniversary tonight," Lilian said softly.

"Yes, I know," Joey replied nervously. "It seems as though we hardly get to see each other anymore… but let's not worry about that right now. Tonight, darling, is all about you and I." He smiled softly over at her, lifting her hand to his lips. "Have I mentioned how stunning you look tonight?"

Lilian bit her lip as she looked over at him; he really wasn't all that bad...

"Lilian, they're moving."

She glanced up, almost thankful for the distraction. "They're just dancing. I guess we should join them," she replied softly.

He climbed to his feet, holding a hand out to her which the blonde hesitantly took. He led her over to the dance floor, pulling her into his arms. Lilian stiffened at first before forcing herself to relax against him.

Charlie watched them from his podium in between seating guests. He stifled a chuckle. Man, Orton would love to get a load of this.

Back on the dance floor, Lilian had finally put her arms around his neck and Joey had his arms wrapped carefully around her waist, making sure his hands weren't too low. As they swayed to the soft music, they inched their way closer to where Amy and Johnny were at.

"But do you still think we can do this?" Johnny whispered.

"Of course, babe, we'll be fine without those two blonde idiots. Besides, more money for us," she whispered back, laughing.

Lilian pulled back from Joey, looking at him. "This is almost too easy."

Joey's brown eyes glanced from the robbers and back to Lilian's green ones. "You know baby, you never cease to amaze me."

Lilian caught on, realizing they were being watched. Unsure of what to say, Lilian asked, "What do you mean?"

Pulling her closely, he whispered in her ear, "You put all these other girls to shame."

Lilian giggled airlessly, moving closer to Joey. "Baby, you make me so happy," she said, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck.

He automatically lowered his hands out of instinct, freezing slightly when he realized his hands were now resting squarely on her bottom. But Lilian merely smiled gently at him, urging him with her eyes to continue.

"I love you so much," Joey murmured softly. Without thinking, he leaned in, kissing Lilian gently on the lips.

Lilian froze momentarily, but soon found herself kissing him back. Just as quickly however, the kiss had ended. Brown eyes met green as he silently apologized; she merely shook her head though.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

As the music slowly came to an end, Johnny and Lita made their way back to the table, as did Lilian and Joey.

The evening went by quickly, much to Lilian and Joey's dismay. Lilian was surprised at how much fun she was having. She couldn't remember the last time she'd actually enjoyed doing something, other than tracking down perpetrators. She had to keep from frowning as Joey pulled up in front of her house. He even walked her to the door.

"Lilian, I'm really sorry about kissing you at the restaurant. I was just worried that they'd think something since we were getting so close."

She smiled and shook her head. "Joey, it was fine, really. Tonight was fun. I actually forgot about the case and about work completely. Don't tell McMahon I said that," she added hastily.

He smiled back. "Don't worry; I felt the exact same way." Leaning closer, he softly brushed his lips against her cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight."

"'Night," she said, silently scolding her body for reacting towards him. Dumbass. Yeah, well, he looks damn adorable in that suit. She argued with herself as she unlocked her door and stepped inside, watching Joey drive away.

Even though they had fun tonight, she couldn't help but shake the feeling that something was going to go wrong tomorrow…


"Okay. Here's how it's going down," Captain McMahon instructed. "Garcia and Styles, you will be outside patrolling the area. McMahon and Orton, you two will be in the bank. Haas and Benjamin, you two will be the tellers. Allow them to rob the bank, and when they leave, Garcia and Styles, you take them down in the hall. Understand?"

"Yes sir," the group chorused, all making their way to their respective positions.

"Well, this is it," Lilian said nervously, checking her clip once they were in position in an unmarked squad car.

"Hey. Everything's going to be fine," Joey replied, checking the wire in his ear to make sure they could hear everything going on in the bank.

"Yeah, now it's just a waiting game," Lilian grumbled.

They didn't have to wait long, however. A few minutes later, a white Mustang pulled up, the two passengers exiting swiftly and making their way to the bank, pulling black masks over their faces.

"Headed your way," Joey said, and moments later screams could be heard from inside the bank.

They waited a few more minutes before climbing out of the car, quickly making their way closer to the bank. Within minutes Johnny and Lita came running out of the bank, catching sight of Lilian and Styles who had their guns poised, they took off running.

Without hesitation, the pursuit was under way. The two officers started to easily catch up with the assailants, or so it seemed. Johnny sped ahead of Lita, and Lilian gave Joey the go ahead to follow him.

With the two men out of the way, the blonde detective easily took the redhead down. She had her hands behind her back, ready to place the cuffs on when she felt someone roughly grab her by her hair.

"What the fuc-" she trailed off, realizing who had a hold of her hair. "Shelton what are you doing?"

"For once in your life Garcia, just shut up." He reached down, helping Amy to her feet. "She didn't hurt you did she?"

She glared at the blonde, lifting her hand up to slap her hard across the face. "Nothing I couldn't handle."

"You little bitch," Lilian growled furiously, swinging her elbow in the general direction of Dumas' face. However, she yelped in pain when Shelton's gun came down hard across her left shoulder, sending the little blonde to her knees.

"Get up," Shelton commanded.

Lilian couldn't move, the pain traveling through her arm and face blinding her. However, Shelton grabbed her by the hair again, pulling her roughly to her feet.

"FREEZE!" she heard, and within moments, Shelton's arm was around her neck in a chokehold and Dumas had her gun pointed towards her head.

McMahon rounded the corner, followed closely by Haas, McMahon, and Orton.

"Don't move!" she heard Shelton yell, his gun digging into her temple. "If anyone moves, I'll blow her fucking head off!"