Chapter Six: Talentless

I'm standing by the catered table thinking about what I heard last night. It can't be what I'm thinking it is, can it? There's no way Grace would betray me or our unit, is there? No, there just HAS to be another explanation.

Speaking of Grace, I'm watching her walk up and down this ridiculous staircase as Vic instructs her how to do it right. She looks gorgeous as always in a blue evening gown with diamond like rhinestones all over the edges. I laugh as I watch her hand over her assorted guns and weaponry to a surprised Vic. He isn't the only surprised one, I never knew she could fit so much in such a tiny space.

Suddenly Vic is walking, more like storming over to me. "Agent Matthews, this woman has no talent!" he proclaims.

"Gee Vic, you don't gotta shout it out right in front of her." I counter, a little offended for Grace. Until I remember her phone call, what WAS that about?

"I was not told to provide a talent and I am certainly not equipped to do so in the next five hours." He continues as Grace tries to sneak a doughnut and he pulls it away, replacing it with a carrot. She looks upset but right now I can't worry about that.

"Wait, what the hell are you talking about?" this could definitely put a damper on things, especially that promotion I was looking for.

"I am saying that tomorrow she'll be on stage with nothing to do but convert oxygen into carbon dioxide." Vic is fervent about this topic and it's starting to piss me off but I don't want to lose my temper in front of Grace.

"Hey you said you couldn't make her beautiful in two days and look at her now. Look at how gorgeous she is. I mean compared to the car wreck she was before." The fleeting smile on Grace's face is what makes me add that last part. It's okay for me to be into her and know I have no chance. But if I think I have a chance, if she keeps smiling at me like that, then I might do something stupid.

"My duties are clearly stated in the contract and I have fulfilled them all." Vic's persistence is quite annoying.

"Listen you talent her up by tomorrow morning or else.." I begin to threaten. 'Make no mistake Mr. Vic I am the one in charge' I think.

"Are you threatening me?" Vic sounds somewhat shocked.

"Listen to me you old fruitcake..." I start again 'I am calling the shots'

"How dare you ..you cupcake!" he threatens right back, we are up in each others faces at this point.

"Hey, hey, hey, time out, time out you guys. There's something I know how to do. I haven't done it since high school but it's kinda like riding a bike." Grace interrupts to stop the argument.

"You ARE NOT having sex on this stage!" Vic informs her as I think to myself 'I volunteer to help!' No, no, no I cannot be having those thoughts anymore. Not after I heard that phone call.

"I didn't know that was an option, alright? Look, this thing, I just gotta call room service for, okay?" Grace tells him heading off toward the dressing rooms.

"Miss Heart, please" Vic stops her and she pulls a chocolate covered doughnut from her dress, I didn't even notice her put it there. "thank you and the other one." She pulls a jelly filled doughnut out as well. "Thank you."

Grace begins to walk away again when one of the guys from the kanine unit comes by. His Doberman sniffs Grace and she pulls out yet another doughnut. "Alright, alright, alright, alright. I hope your happy you doughnut nazi." She mutters as she does so. Finally able to walk away.