AN: This is the first one of this kinda fanfic I have tried to write. Please be gentle.

Also: Passions - Australia

Charmed - Season 4

Farscape - Season 3 (but naughty me reads spoilers and transcripts, hence the two Crichtons)

E.R. - Season 7? (Sherry Stringfield just returned)

Star Gate - dunno

Alias - Season 1

X-files - Season 8-9

Lone Gumen - Season 1(All I've ever seen)

"Now for our final contestants." Demon Girl cried. Every one in the room sighed in relief and Demon Girl laughed. "I'm just kidding."

They gasped as she introduced her next victims. "Sydney Bristow is a secret agent working for a secret government agency called S-D6. 'Cept they're the bad guys that killed her fiancee so she is now a double agent with the CIA. Her handler is Michael Vaughn, an extremely sexy dude that, well...you know..." She winked at the people in the front row.

"Please welcome, Sydney Bristow and Michael Vaughn." Seeing as no-one clapped, Demon Girl made them and the room was filled with very unenthusiastic clapping. "That was so rude. Next time you had better make a better effort than that show of crappiness."

A leggy dark red-headed woman stepped out of the crowd of people followed by the sexy handler that had been spoken of previously. They sat down next to Demon Girl on two blow up chairs that were strangely sitting on a stage like structure with large and hot lights shining down on them from the ceiling.

"Hello." Demon Girl said to the couple. "How are you today?"

"Fine." Came the curt reply from Sydney who stared stonily at Demon Girl. Demon Girl pursed her lips and continued, her voice a teeny bit icier.

"So, Sydney, since the first episode where you first met Vaughn in the CIA office, we(the audience, us, you the reader) knew you two were perfect. Ok, so whats-his-name died, get over it and move on." Sydney opened her mouth in shock, an 'ooooooh low blow' echoed through the room(made by the crowd of TV people) and she shut it again as Demon Girl wrote her story and made Vaughn get down on one knee in front of her(still looking sexy).

"Sydney. I have loved you...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...ou marry me?" Demon Girl pressed fast forward as she got bored. Vaughn slipped the huge diamond ring onto Sydney's finger and they kissed, disappeared in a show of disappearances.

"Well, that was fun." Demon Girl told the few remaining people. "I think I got bored there. I need some-one interesting now."

She scanned the room, looking at the deep red walls and noticing there in the middle of the room was a very nice man. With a very nice smile. She pointed her finger at him and curled her finger, indicating for him to come up to the front. He obliged with a big smile, striding to the front with a grin.

"Hello." He told her as her arrived up the front. He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it lightly, she smiled at him then cleared her throat. "I'm John Carter."

"I know, I wrote you here." She replied, sitting him down on another chair. He smiled again and she shook her head, clearing the thoughts of keeping him for herself. "Abby. Abby Lockhart get up here right now."

Demon Girl shouted out at the crowd, trying to peer beyond the lights. A small figure wound her way through the mess and stepped onto the stage.

"Hey Carter." She whispered. "What's going on?"

"Hi there Abby. You and Carter are meant to be together." Demon Girl said to there, illiciting a gasp from Abby.

"No, I mean, we're not like that, it's not, I mean..." She finished lamely. "We're just friends."

"Sure you are. He is the reason Luka dumped you and also why you weren't upset over him." Demon Girl replied. Suddenly they were kissing, soft Enya music was playing in the background and Demon Girl was basking in her brilliance. As the two broke apart Abby's eyes were glistening with tears.

"Did I make you cry?" Whispered Carter, wiping them away with his thumb. "I'm sorry."

"No, I love you John Carter." She replied.

"I love you too." He replied, enveloping her in a hug. They disappeared in a smoky cloud.

*sniff*

"That was sooo sweet." Demon Girl cried.

"Oh, that was a pathetic display of affection." Cam a strong female voice from the not-so-packed-anymore room. A tall woman stood and walked to the front, her long dark hair flowing down her back. She stopped in front of Demon Girl and laughed at her. "This is so stupid. Why am I here? I have no true love."

"That's because you are a horrible old bag that never gets laid." Replied Demon Girl, rather angry at the woman. "Sit down Yves. Wait your turn."

Demon Girl got off the armchair she was sitting on and strode to the opposite side of the room. The lights turned off and the stage disappeared. Yves followed her to where she finally sat on a stool in view of all the TV stars.

"I will show you who I think you should be with." Demon Girl retorted, looking down her nose at the stuffy Yves. With a wave of her hand a short and bald man flickered in front of her. He waved at her and she nearly had a heart attack. She knew what Demon Girl could do and did not want to spend the rest of her life with Frohike. Yves widened her eyes as a blushing Frohike came up to her and planted a big kiss on her cheek as she sat frozen.

"Ahh...not Frohike." She screamed. "Not Frohike."

Frohike disappeared, leaving a tall and blonde man in his place. A smile flittered across her face and she sighed.

"Jimmy Bond, how nice to see you." Demon Girl said. She watched as he swept up Yves and kissed her, bearing her away into another disappearing couple.

"Oh that was sweet." Demon Girl said smiling in bliss. A hand was raised in the front row and Demon Girl looked down on it. "Yes?"

"Well, excuse me, but I really need to get back to work, I'm rather important..." An older man stood and spoke to Demon Girl, a pretty blonde sitting by his side. Demon Girl giggled in anticipation.

"Well, come on up then." Demon Girl invited, he leant over to the woman on his left and she followed him, a gun in it's holster on her belt, not far from her hand. "Jack. Sam." She greeted.

"Nice to meet you Demon Girl." Sam told her, sitting next to Jack on a couch. "But I think we should be going."

"Not till I..." She was cut off.

"We're engaged." Jack said. He grabbed Sam's hand and smiled at her. "Since three minutes ago."

"Oh, how lovely." Demon Girl said, a little disappointed as she had a very long speech written out to reprimand them both. "Well, I guess you can go now."

She blinked and they faded away. "That was very boring."