SORRY! This isn't the new chapter, the new chapter is actually now labeled "10. Chapter 10". And this chapter is now 10.5 not 9.5. I uploaded these in the wrong order. So if you got an alert and have already read this chapter, go to the chapter before the one; that's the newest chapter. If you're reading this after Sept 15 2012, than things should already be in the right order

A/N: Couldn't resist this; it's more of a minichapter. The song is Pink's 'Trouble'. Once again, I don't own anything, esp not Mission Impossible. (and from the last chapter, obv I don't own HP or sharpie or anything name brand; I pretty much own nothing, really)


Darcy was sitting at the diner table, saving their seats while Jane and Colleen went to the bathroom. It was their reunion brunch after she and Jane had just come back from New Mexico. Thor was back! Darcy popped her gum loudly and nodded her head to the music. She glanced at the bathroom door, wondering where those two had gotten to. Jane was probably just gushing about Thor again.

The next song that popped up was a music video she'd downloaded a while ago, because she had the teensiest, weensiest crush on the main guy in it. Actually, she hadn't watched it for a while. 'Time to refresh my hot-guy memory' she thought absently, leaning back in her chair and holding the iPod out in front of her.

"No attorneys

To plead my case

No orbits

To send me into outta space

And my fingers

Are bejeweled

With diamonds and gold

But that ain't gonna help me now

I'm trouble…"

"Whoa!"

Darcy's eyes squinted at the screen as the music continued to blare in her headphones, wishing she was watching this on a Stark phone so she could enlarge the sheriff's face. She finished out the music video, Jane and Colleen showing up near the end of the song and settling into their chairs.

Jane peeked over her shoulder. "What's that, Darce?"

Darcy waved her away impatiently, until the song was over. When she resurfaced, Jane and Colleen had started some boring conversation about ANOVA and some other statistical analysis tool.

"Guys, you have to take a look at this." Her voice was excited, and a giddy smile was on her face. She slid her iPod across the table towards the two scientists and restarted the music video. "No no, you don't need the headphones for this," she said when Colleen reached for one of the earbuds.

The two women shrugged and waited, looks of shock registering on both their faces when the sheriff appeared.

"Oh my god," Colleen gasped.

"Yup," Darcy responded, nodding emphatically. "It looks just like your friend Clint, doesn't it!"

Jane hit 'pause' just as the sheriff reappeared on the screen and the three women stared at the iPod.

"That's a dead ringer for Clint! I mean, minus the eye makeup and cowboy hat…"

"Yeah…but maybe he just has a generic face or something. That guy in the new Mission Impossible film looked just like him too, now that I think about it!"

"Hey yeah! Oh my god, maybe he's just more talented than we thought he was. Maybe he's an actor on the side?"

Darcy, Colleen, and Jane collectively squinted their eyes and tilted their heads. A beat of silence passed, before they all muttered, "Nah" and turned back to their menus.