Kevin Levin walked through the doors of his favorite alien bar and took a deep breath of satisfaction. It had been years, 6 years to be exact, since he had come here. There had been some changes, but for the most part, it was still the same place he knew and loved.

Everyone sitting down and drinking and laughing suddenly turned to face him and the whole place quieted considerably. The only downside was that the bar still played the pub theme from Star Wars. The owners must've thought that it was so amusing to play that in an alien bar.

But it wasn't.

It really wasn't.

Still, Kevin couldn't help but smile. Everyone knew who he was, and it satisfied him that he still had that kind of effect on people.

Suddenly someone spoke up. Someone he knew very well.

"Kevin!" Argit slid off his stool, "You're out!"

"Didn't think I'd stay in there forever, did you, Argit?" he bent to give the prickly alien a fist-pump.

"I'm not sure; that last crime had me thinking you'd be put away for life!"

"Nothing that a little good behavior couldn't fix. Make the system think I've changed. At least, till I got out of that Phantom Zone."

Argit laughed.

"There's my old Kev!" he raised his glass, "A toast to the release of Kevin Levin! One of the greatest criminals in the galaxy!"

Everyone toasted with smiles. After all, three-fourths of the people in this bar were convicted criminals. The other fourth were aliens who just hadn't gotten caught yet. After the toast, everyone went back to his or her own business.

Argit and Kevin walked over to the bar table and each sat down in a stool.

"Hello, Amelia; I remember you." he smiled at the redhead behind the bar, "I'll have my usual if you still remember what it is."

"Coming right out." Amelia winked at him and walked away to ready his order.

"So, Kevin," Argit took a sip of his drink, "You've just been released from the Null Void. What are you going to do next?"

Kevin rolled his eyes at how Argit had worded the question.

"Well, first I'm going to find my daughter; then it'll be back to business as usual. Thanks, sweetheart." he took the pint from Amelia and winked at her. Amelia blushed and walked away.

Argit, for once, looked serious.

"Off subject, I know, but you've always had a thing for redheads, haven't you? Ever since that Tennyson girl. Heck, you even married someone who looked like she could've be Gwen Tennyson's twin!"

Kevin shrugged.

"Yeah, well, after her, I just realized redheads were my type."

"If you say so." Argit took a sip of his drink.

"Anyway, coming back to Devlyn: is she in the system or something? Have you heard anything about her?"

Argit set his glass down.

"Yeah…but before I tell you anything let me ask you this: are you sure it's a good idea to try and work with your daughter? I mean, after all, she did help Ben Tennyson put you away last time."

Kevin smiled.

"Please. I know Devlyn. Her greatest weakness is that she craves my attention. It shouldn't be too hard to convince her to work with me again."

Argit snorted.

"You have been away for a long time!"

"What makes you say that?"

"Because I've run into her on the streets before and offered her job in the past. You know what she said? She says she's not into the criminal business, and I quote, 'like my father before me'."

Kevin raised an eyebrow.

"Okay…it might take some more convincing, but is that all the information you have on her?"

"Heh, heh, nope. But you're not going to like it."

"Oh?" Kevin raised a dark eyebrow.

"Yeah…about where she is…um…after you, uh…were put away by you-know-who, guess what you-know-who did."

"What?" Kevin's voice started to climb as an idea of what happened started to take form in the back of his mind. And no, he didn't like it.

"Well, it seems as if Tennyson junior and Devlyn…er, bonded during the little adventure of putting you in the Null Void. So…uh…" Kevin started tapping his indext finger on the table urging him to continue, "Ben, uh, might have, er, taken her in? Heh." Argit gave Kevin a nervous smile.

"WHAT!?" Kevin stood up towering over Argit and the bar grew quiet again, save the wretched, Star Wars pub music. Where was that radio anyway? Never had Kevin wanted to rip it out of whatever shelf it sat on before so bad.

Argit began to titter nervously as he cowered against his seat.

"He-he-hey! D-d-don't me mad at me. I-I-I-I'm just the bearer of bad news! It's not like I recommended the family to her anything!"

Kevin channeled his anger, and sat back down. He took a deep breath as did the rest of the bar. Maybe they didn't have to clear out after all.

"Are you sure the Tennysons took her in, and you just didn't see Ben walk away with her to, I don't know, put her in foster care?"

"Yeah, I swear, I wouldn't have told you if I wasn't 100% sure, believe me." he reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a laminated news article and handed it to Kevin, as if he knew they would have had this conversation some day.

"What's this?" Kevin took the article.

Argit took a sip of his beer.

"Proof." he set the glass down, "This happened just last month."

Kevin looked at the picture as his eyebrows shot up.

"No way," he said, "No way is this Devlyn."

Argit laughed.

"Um, yeah that's Devlyn. Can't you tell, man? She looks just like you, save the blue eyes."

"Since when did my ugly rat of a daughter become a beauty queen?" Kevin muttered under his breath as he scanned the article.

Argit raised an eyebrow. He was a hardened criminal and even he thought Kevin was a little harsh toward his daughter.

"Oh, come on, man!" Kevin exclaimed throwing the article down on the bar next to his pint, "'Ken Tennyson and Devlyn Levin raise funds for leukemia'? Since when did she buy into all that do-good-for-other stuff?"

"I think she's always been that way," Argit said taking a sip, "She only got you out the first time because she wanted her daddy, not because she wanted to be evil. In case you haven't figured out, she's nothing like you, Kev."

Kevin shot a glare of ice toward his companion and Argit suddenly found the floor very interesting.

"You can't deny that's her in the picture, though," he said forcing himself to look up at his old partner.

"No, I can't," Kevin grumbled looking back down at the article, "and that's definitely Ben's spawn with his mother's red hair. Looks better than his dad did on his best days." Kevin took a sip of beer thoughtfully planning his next moves.

"Well, like it or not, I'm going to see her. Maybe she's scamming them and not really thinking them as her family, but as her meal ticket."

Argit raised an eyebrow. He seriously doubted it, but decided to let Kevin figure it out for himself. If there was one thing he had learned about his man over the years was that once he got something into his head, he wasn't going to back down on it till it was out of his system.

Maybe seeing Devlyn would be just the wake-up call he needed.

So I'd thought I'd give a fic on Kevin's reaction to his daughter's new living arrangements. I originally going to use Linkin Park's Don't Stay, but thought that the Star Wars pub theme would be funnier.

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