AU Summary: A parallel timeline to Loyalty of a Wolf, this AU begins shortly before they call on Randy to put the hit on Andrew. While on a job, the two meet a siren, the first they've ever seen, Dan'eel.


"Dance…?" Okay. Right. The word had just been in passing as a joke between Andrew and Randy, but now Danny was curious about dancing. And he was a siren without feet, so he wouldn't know what dancing was. Okay, how could they work with this?

Randy glanced to Andrew before beginning to explain. "Dancing is like walking but in time with music."

Danny's head tilted as he frowned. "Walking with music?"

Andrew laughed as he stood. "Yes, it is a little more complicated than that. I remember the first undercover mission I went on, it was a trial, because Randy had tried to teach me to dance, but he had only taught me the follow, so when I danced with a woman, and I had to try to dance the lead, it turned into a bit of a miss. I nearly blew my cover right then and there."

"Lead and… Follow?" Randy and Andrew looked at one another before sighing.

"Shall we show him how to dance, then?"

"If we must," Andrew sighed. He placed his hand in Randy's, his other hand falling gently onto Randy's shoulder. Randy only smirked at the feeling of his warm hands, gripping Andrew's waist tightly. "Calm yourself," Andrew warned him.

With that, Randy was taking him away, leading him around their little hill, and laughing as he picked up the pace, beginning to swing Andrew around. Andrew had trouble keeping up, and Randy soon was practically carrying him around, not letting Andrew's feet touch the ground. Andrew was laughing as they danced together, apparently forgetting that Danny was watching as they only spun and danced and laughed, free and wild.

When they finally slowed to a pause, Randy glanced back over to Danny, smiling at him. "That's dancing."

Danny was grinning and nodding. "It is like swimming with a mate. I remember my birthers creating similar motions, when I was young."

Randy and Andrew looked to each other before bursting out laughing. "I guess you could call it that, yeah. Swimming with a mate. On land. Yeah, it sounds kinda the same, I guess."

"Not exactly the words I would use, but when it's thought over, they are rather apt." Andrew bent down next to Danny and took his hands in his own. "I'd love to dance with you one day as well."

Danny gripped Andrew's hands tightly and pulled on him. "Then come, swim." Randy laughed as Andrew fell forward into the water, drenching himself and his clothes.

"Randy! Get me out of here! I am not dressed to be swimming, and it is far too cold!"

"You got yourself into this one, Andy, I'll let you take care of it!"

"Randy!"