~Dominique's POV~

I found myself back in the station the next day. I tried walking a little slower since my body hasn't recovered from last night. I had a murderer to target damn it and I wasn't going to let a hot night of incredible, wild, inhumanly long lasting sex and a very sore body stop me. I'm just happy Carlton was a very early raiser by natural, thus giving me a quick ride home and a chance to hop,...limp, into the shower and change clothes before stopping for pancakes. Carlton really likes his pancakes. And then we came here. I kissed Carlton sweetly before we separated. He went to his desk and I went to the chief's office.

"Chief Vick, may I come in?"

"Of course Agent Danger. I got your files last night after you left and I wanted to extend my deepest apology. Your boss was very clear that your identity is to be protected no matter what the cost is."

I walked in and shook the older woman's hand.

"No apology needed," I said with a gentle smile.

"Please, sit."

I sat down on the chair. Then I pulled out papers from my purse and handed them to Vick.

"I need any details from any recent murder/rape victims you have on file starting three weeks ago starting today."

Vick quickly read over the file papers before laying them down on her desk.

"You're looking for a murderer call 'The Sadist Rapist', also known as 'Grimm Blood'? But what does that have to do with national security?"

"It was led to believe that this person was not only torturing women to near death before raping them, but is also involved in trading valuable government secrets to the foreign black market. Those secrets allows for illegal aliens to by pass their way into the country undetected."

"There's thousands of illegal aliens that enter into this country. Most are harmless."

"It's the harmless aliens I personally don't mind. I'm not originally from this country either so I know what it's like to want a better life. However, the aliens that I need to stop are part of a world wide Human Trafficking Ring and children are the main target."

"How do you know this guy is in Santa Barbara? And how does someone like you get put on a chase like these?"

I shook my head to push back the mixed emotions. I didn't know whether to be flattered or insulted by the 'someone like you' comment.

"I was put on this chase because I was the only one who was able to find a pattern to this guy's calling card and his traveling method. Not only would I like you to keep in touch with me, I would also like it if I can form a small team with your men."

The Chief slid the file back towards me but didn't say anything. Instead, she put her elbows on her desk and rested her head on her hands. I waited patiently for a minute or so before Vick spoke up again.

"How many do you need?"

"4 at most."

"And I assume you want Detective Lassiter on board as well."

"Absolutely not."

Vick raised an eyebrow at me.

"Really? I thought-"

"Involving Carlton would not only a mistake, but also a liability. Personal emotions should never get involved with business, especially when a case is this sensitive."

"I understand."

"Thank you, now I need the files on all of your employees and a private room."

~30 minutes later~

I was sitting in a large room right next to the Chief's office. There was a large stack of files on the left about 2 feet high. I signed. The only thing I hated worst then hearing the high pitch screaming of someone I was torturing was paper work. And this is a lot of paper work. If Carlton wasn't able too see me through the window and I would've cried. At least when I torture people I get to wear my Batman earplugs.

One by one I started to read through the files of every single person that works in this station. Most people I read about, I have no idea how these people are even able to tie their shoes. The average number of cases solved in this station made the dumbest man in my department look like a genius. There was a about ten cops that been here for years but never solved a single case. No wander Santa Barbara is the murder capital of the world. These criminals aren't genius. Most of these cops are just dumb.

'Lassiter, Carlton.'

I picked up the heavy file. Carlton's file was at least twice as big as the others. I know I shouldn't read this but I'm curious. Last night, I knew Carlton was lying to me about his track record. But then again, he couldn't have been lying that badly. After all, he is Head Detective for a reason. Curiosity got the better of me. I open the file and began to read. So Carton didn't solve nearly as many cases as he said last night. That figures. But the King Pin case was true and also about 150 murders he solved by himself. They wasn't all solved last year mind you, but since he began his career. Also, he really was the youngest Head Detective in Santa Barbara history. A lot of his recent cases however, was solved with the help of Shawn Spencer who is also the son of a fantastic retired cop, Henry Spencer. Carlton's partner is a Juliet O'Hara, cute. Carlton also seems to have a lot of problems with keeping his gun full. The was a record of over a 150 unauthorized misuses of firing his gun, mostly at squirrels? Ok, I may have met my match in unauthorized guns shootings. Then I saw it. Carlton has an inappropriate relationship with his former partner, Lucinda Barry. This was some years ago of course but it was still upsetting. This O'Hara girl was blond and beautiful just like the other girl, but I shouldn't worry though. So far, there was only one relationship with in the station that Carlton was involved in. I'll just keep my eye on O'Hara for now, just in case.

I continued through my boyfriend's file. I read through his reports. I read through the complaints filed against him which is why his file weighs about five pounds. Apparently, Carlton wasn't known for his 'sensitivity' even for victims. Other than that, Carlton's record was impressive. Though his reports from his early years where pretty hilarious. Burst out laughing when I read how he tackled an old woman when he thought she robbed a bank. It turned out to be her grandson who robbed the bank. I was happy once I saw a great improvement since then in his later reports. Carlton, my Carlton, was a hell of a Detective after all. In 16 years, he never took an off day, giving him 325 days of vacation time total. That'll be helpful if we ever want to travel sometime in the future. After I was satisfied, I put Carlton's file in the 'read' pile and began to read through the other files. By noon, I had four files in my hand and the other 137 files, I left on the table. I got up and walked back to Vick's office.

"Did you find the people you wanted?"

"Yes, and you would you call them in here?"

"Of Course."

After a few more minutes of waiting in her office, Vick came back with the four men that I needed.

"Special Agent Danger, you know Shawn Spencer, Burton Guster, and Buzz McNab. This other gentle is Henry Spencer, Shawn Spencer's father. Everyone, the is Special Agent Dominique Danger, from Homeland Security."

"Oh wow! I've never met everyone from Homeland Security before. I'm really sorry that I tackled you yesterday."

"Me too."

I smiled at Buzz and Shawn.

"It's fine you two."

"Shawn, you tackle a federal agent!?"

"You see dad, it was an honest mistake. Gus and I thought that Dominique was an alien and wanted to use Lassie as a sex slave to have intergalactic babies in order to take over the world."

"You what!?"

Henry looked at Shawn, horrified. Then he looked at me with regret.

"I am so sorry about my son's behavior. You have my word, he's an idiot."

I started to laugh. I know I'm going to like this team of mine.

"It's fine. Shall we get started then?"

The was a moment of silence before I continued.

"As you four are now aware, I'm in Santa Barbara on business and I need your help along with Chief Vick."

"Question?"

"Yes, Shawn?"

"Are we going to be a team, if so, can we be have code names like Optimist-Prime or Megatron?"

"Or how about the Thundercats?"

"I like the Thundercats."

"Would you three shut up and let Agent Danger speak!"

I smiled at Henry, giving him a silent thank you.

"Yes, you guys are apart of my team. This case of mine is top secret, so I need full cooperation from you four."

"Another question, why is Buzz here?"

The giant teddy bear man looked slightly hurt at the question, but he didn't say anything. I could telling from his eye's that he was also wondering the same thing.

"Because, despite Officer McNab not have the same track number as you other three, he does the most impressive number of solved cases of anyone who is still in uniform. And the only reason he's not a Detective himself is that he didn't pass the personality portion of his test, other wise, he would make a fantastic detective himself."

"Aww, thank you Special Agent Danger. Or should we call you Miss Danger?"

"You're welcome and please, if everyone could just call me Dominique, that would be perfect."

"Ok, Dominique," Buzz said.

"Can we call you Dom, or the Dominator, or how about DD for short?"

"No for the first two, but I will except DD."

"Great, so what's the sitch DD?"

"The situation is, I'm undercover. No can one outside of this office can know who I really am."

"Is that's why you slept with Lassiter?"

My mouth dropped at Gus's question. I hear Chief Vick choking on her coffee from behind me. I felt my cheeks flush. I closed my eyes and clenched my fist. Count to ten, count to ten.

"Did Carlton tell you we slept together, Gus?"

I heard Gus make a small whimper and the two friends took a few steps back, and where now standing behind McNab.

"No, Dominique, Lassiter didn't tell us anything. You did."

I opened my eyes to look at Henry who kept eyeing his now terrified son, friend and me. Henry quickly explained everything that happened early this morning; the call, Carlton answering the door in only boxer, the blood on his back and bed, and how they found my naked exhausted body that was just barely covered, and the fact that I talk in my sleep. I rubbed my face with both hand while trying to push back my humiliation with whatever dignity I had left. I hate you Santa Barbara.

"Carlton and I are in a real relationship now. It was completely unexpected an unintentional but, it happened and it's still real. Which is why I don't want anything said in this room to leave this room, other wise, there will be serious hell to pay by me. I do not want Carlton involved in this case, no matter what. Go it?"

Everyone agreed.

"Good, now be we can begin."