Catch Me if You Can
Special agent Daryl Dixon sighed and rubbed his face before reaching for his coffee. He'd been on this stake out for almost six hours now and he was getting tired of waiting. They'd gotten information that the criminal Beth Greene was supposed to be robbing the jewelry store but so far it'd been silent. Of course when they'd gotten word they'd sent him. He was supposed to be the best there was, but so was Beth. She knew how to work her way around security and how to slip through the FBI's traps. He sighed and looked over at the store again, checking to make sure everything was silent.
He jumped and spilt his coffee when there was a knock on his passenger's side window. "Jesus Christ," he swore, turning around, his jaw going slack and his eyes going wide. Beth was leaning against the window, dangling a diamond necklace off of one of her fingers. Daryl jumped out and grabbed his gun, pointing it at her over the top of the car. "Beth Greene, I'm placing you under arrest."
She laughed her voice like little bells on the wind. "Come on Daryl, no reason to be mean." She smiled and leaned on top of the car, giving him a wink. "We're like Batman and the Joker. What would you do if I was locked up and you couldn't chase me anymore?"
"Batman and the Joker huh? Last time I checked the Joker went to Arken." He smirked and cocked his gun. "Hands were I can see them."
She smiled sweetly and walked around the car, leaning in front of him, gently wrapping her hand around his gun and putting it down at his side. "How about I put them on you?" she whispered, running her hands up his chest until the flirted with the ends of his long hair. Daryl tried to fight off the attraction to her. Damn it, this is why he wasn't any good at his job when it came to her. She leaned in and kissed him and Daryl couldn't help himself. He kissed back, his hands shaking. She smiled and pulled away slowly, looking up at him with those baby blues through thick lashes. "See you around, Dixon."
And just like that she was gone. Daryl swore and ran a hand through his hair. Beth Greene was going to be the end of his career and the death of him.
