A/N: Thank you to all who are reading so far. I know it's sort of random stuff, but I do sort of have an idea in my head where I want everything to go. We'll see if the show stays on the air long enough and doesn't stamp on too much of my head canon.

And, I know that the show seems to be going towards a Gabriel x Riley thing, but I just can't see it, and I've tried... hard. Also I just can't see Lillian x Riley either, and I've tried even harder to see that one, so... this is my thought on Riley pairings...

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"There is nothing to find."

The woman across from Riley crossed her arms over her chest. After a beat she took off her glasses and rubbed at her eyes. "Yes, yes, you're probably right."

Riley shook her head, "So- what- someone just-" Riley paused, "Look Alex, I get that you didn't put me in there, that whoever decided that they wanted someone in the USCC is above you somewhere. But, you've gotta understand this. It's hard. It's me, but it's not. Before this I'd never lied about my family, and sometimes that was a pain. I got into more fights protecting my sister and brothers when we got picked on for having two Moms."

Alex perched on the edge of her desk and took a swig of coffee, "My fault, directly or not, I am sorry. We can-"

Riley cut Alex off. "No- whoever you have to call, whoever you report too, tell them no- that, despite it all." Riley frowned, "I think as Gabriel said, I am where I'm supposed to be."

Alex eyes twinkled, "Do I sense a budding romance."

Riley narrowed her eyes at Alex, "Well Ms. AUSA- one, he's my protectee, and two, he's more annoying than both my brothers combined."

"So, more of a brother than a lover, got it." Alex put down her mug and stood, putting a hand on Riley's shoulder, "How's your search for Sarah going?"

Riley shook her head, "Not well."

Her hand slid down to Riley's arm, "I know I've offered this before, but, I have some contacts. People who are very good at hiding or finding people."

"You shouldn't-"

Alex cut Riley off, "Riley- I want to. I'd really like to see this wrinkle-" Alex touched the furrow between Riley's brows, "-disappear."

Riley stood still for a moment, staring into Alex's eyes, and finally nodded. "Okay, and thank you."

Alex smiled slightly and took a step back, "You're welcome. Are you sure you don't want me to pull you from Clockwork?"

"No- I think it's my Univille."

Alex looked confused as she walked back behind her desk, "Your what?"

Riley waved a hand, "Never mind. So- am I dismissed, Counselor Cabot?"

Alex put her glasses on halfway up her nose and pinned Riley with a look over them, "You may think you're- quite hilarious- Agent Bering Wells-"

Riley reached over the desk and pushed Alex's glasses the rest of the way up her nose, "Oh, I don't think, I know…"

With that she turned on her heel and left as Alex sat down and steepled her fingers for a moment, staring at the now empty doorway. Finally she picked up her cell phone and dialed. After a moment she spoke, "Agent Hammond- Jack… I need a favor."

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"Aw crap…"

"Such saucy language for a lady."

Riley glanced over at the man who had spoken. He was tall with light brown hair and built like somewhere between a linebacker or former basketball player. He also had on a suit and tie, although the tie was very loose around his neck. "Whatever you think you're doing. I'm not here to be picked up."

He raised both hands, "Don't have to bite my head off to say that though. You seem… tense."

Riley regarded him, turning on her seat, "Would it have been better if I'd said, Aw shit?"

The man tilted his head to one side, then the other, "Maybe. Why were you sorta swearing?"

Riley sighed and looked back down at her drink, "Didn't know it was trivia night."

The man watched Riley drink for a moment, "Director of Ghost?"

Riley didn't look up, "Jerry Zucker."

"Scientific name of the… ah- the Vulture?"

"Which one, Old World or New World? There are many, some of which aren't really even Vultures."

"The common one from the movies."

"Turkey- Cathartes aura." Riley looked over at the man, "And I'm done playing."

The man smirked, his eyes twinkling, "Fair enough." He held his hand out, "My name is Tony by the way."

Riley glanced over, "You used to do this with someone else, and now you can't." Tony waited silently, but didn't move his hand, "I'm- Leena." She finally shook his hand.

Tony met Riley's gaze, "So, we're both having bad nights. So, let's get drunk and have some fun together."

Riley paused for another second, then shook her head, "You mean the trivia don't you?"

"Of course."

Riley shook her head, "So, does everything out of your mouth always sound like a proposition?"

Tony winced just a little bit, "Not as much as tonight actually. But, I promise, I'll be a perfect gentleman. I'll go sign us up. I've got movies covered, so, you get to know everything else…"

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"You had fun."

Riley glanced across the table at Tony. "Yeah, I guess… I guess I did."

Tony held up the piece of paper where they were supposed to answer the final question. "Firefly episodes in order of original airing?"

Riley pulled the paper to her and snatched the pen from Tony's fingers. "Not a hard question."

Tony glanced around. There were some quite pinched faces at some of the other tables. "Some of these people don't seem to even know what show it is."

Riley glanced up, "My Mom always keeps- abreast of the Science Fiction genre in all its forms." She handed him the list.

"Which episode was your favorite?"

Riley pointed towards the head table, "Shouldn't we…"

"Episode?"

Riley took the paper out of Tony's hand, "I liked The Train Job."

Tony watched her as she went to the table, handed over the paper and walked back towards Tony.

Just as she got to the table Tony's phone rang. He looked at the Caller ID. "Oh- Come on…"

"Duty calls?"

Tony looked up, a bit surprised at Riley's reaction, "Yes- how?"

"FBI?"

Tony shook his head, "NCIS, the Naval…"

"Criminal Investigative Service. I know what it is." Tony stared at Riley, "What? We're in DC and you look like a cop. You have to go." Tony nodded, "I probably should too. Early morning tomorrow."

Tony stood and got to Riley's coat before she could, holding it out for her to step into. "So, you know what I do now. How 'bout you Leena? What takes up your days?"

Riley stepped into the coat, put a tip on the table and then walked towards the door next to Tony, "I- I work with Rare books and objects."

"Sounds- um…"

Riley chuckled as they stepped outside, "Boring. To most it probably is, but, what I do… it's sort of a family thing. And I do enjoy what I do." She glanced around and took in a breath of the cold air, "Well, I- I actually had fun.."

Riley took a step away, but Tony put a light hand on her arm, "Let's do it again."

"Tony-"

Tony raised both hands, "No funny business, I promise."

Riley raised an eyebrow, "I actually wasn't going to rule out funny business, I was going to say- no trivia."

Tony took out his phone, "Number?"

They trade numbers and it was Riley's turn to stop Tony as he started down the street, "Thank you Tony. Truly. I haven't had one of these nights in a while."

Tony smirked, "It could still get better Leena my Leena."

Riley gestured towards Tony's phone. "Don't you have a case?"

Tony put his phone against his heart, "For you I would incur Gibbs' wrath." Riley laughed, "But, ah, yeah, yeah, I should go. So, can I call you?" Riley nodded, and with a pat on Tony's arm, looked both ways and crossed the street. When she got to the other side she looked back and heard Tony speak to someone on his phone, "Seriously McInterruptus, tonight? Well he's dead isn't he, we couldn't have waited until tomorrow?" He paused, "Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way."

Riley smiled and shook her head. Then her own phone rang and the smile left her lips. "Neal."