Ravyn stopped the bike, almost literally jumping off of it. She took the helmet off, shaking out her hair and walked inside. She set the helmet on the desk and flopped down on the couch, sprawled out. She heard a noise coming from upstairs and eased her colt out of its holster. She cocked it, thankful that it was actually quiet. Her eyes were half closed as she watched someone coming down the stairs. A second followed. She jumped up, the gun outstretched in front of her. "Hold it!" she yelled. The darker colored man yelled from shock and the other started laughing. Ravyn glared at the two before lowering the gun. "You two are lucky I didn't shoot you!" she growled. "Oh come on, you wouldn't want to kill us would you?" asked the first in a middle-eastern accent. "Really! Who else would you have to boss around at work?" asked the other, his accent that of an Italian, though much less prominent. "Come on Sedin, it's clear she doesn't want us around," said the Italian. "Yeah, Franco. why would she? We just worry about her-"

"So help me if you say it I will shoot you and say it was justifiable homicide."

"Well being," finished Sedin. Ravyn rolled her eyes.

"So tell us, have you met someone? I noticed that your helmet was gone," said Franco, grabbing a beer out of the refrigerator. He tossed one over to her. "By accident," she said, opening the bottle and taking a drink. "Ooooh. That's how franco and me met," said Sedin, throwing an arm around Franco's shoulders. "Yes, and unfortunately that's also how I met you two." The pair flopped on the couch, one on each side of Ravyn. "Don't be that way. You know you couldn't live without us." Franco gave her the big puppy eyes as Sedin attacked her sides. Ravyn screeched and tried to get away. They pinned her and tickled her all over. Franco took off the shoes she was wearing and attacked her feet. "Stop.....it.. you guys," she stuttered out through all of the laughing. "We take mercy on you if you say you do need us around," said Sedin. "Alright Alright!" she said. The pair jumped back, allowing her to stand.

"So tell us about him, or her," said Franco, resuming his seat. "He's older, a gentleman, unlike what you two bring over. "Was that an insult?" Ravyn smirked at them. "He's familiar in some way," she said. "Maybe it's Lecter." Ravyn rolled her eyes. "Why would he want to come after me?"

"Oh I don't know, possibly because you look Starling."

"And I told you that I doubt it was purely physical."

"But you have to admit, the two of you look almost like twins. Born the same year-"

"In a different state."

"Same basic figure-"

"Except Ravyn's breasts are slightly bigger I think."

"Skin tone-"

"I'm paler."

"Accent-"

"Russian from mom and grandma and southern U.S."

"Still, it is rather odd."

"Just about everything between the two of you is alike."

"Different scent I would venture."

"True. The only difference is her eyes and hair."

"Okay, that's enough!"

"That's why they sent you to hunt Lecter isn't it? They were hoping you would get him out of hiding because of your similarity to Starling."

"I'm not hunting Dr. Lecter."

"Bullshit." Ravyn sighed. "Whatever. Just because I was helping with it for a bit doesn't mean anything. If you must know, I'm-"

"This won't jeopardize national security will it?"

"Not really."

"I'm guessing you're after that one group yes?"

"Yep."

"You're still after Lecter though. Even if they say you're doing something else."

"Unfortunately. What are you guys doing?"

"Same thing."

"And are you getting anywhere?"

"Of course not."

"Happy, happy joy, joy."

"Your sarcasm is noted." Ravyn smirked, letting out a choked laugh. "Well, we have things to do and you need some sleep. We're not open tomorrow right?"

"Not to the public. We have too much to do as is. We'll work better without interuption."

"You suck."

"So do you two."

"That was low Fowling."

"No lower than you two have gone." The pair left, walking down the street and going into the third house down. Ravyn took her shower and changed into a pair of pajamas. She stared at the ceiling above er bed, trying to recollect that memory. She glanced at the tiger laying beside her bed. She pulled the tail and watched as the mouth opened in a silent roar. She closed her eyes and chose sleep over thought. She would have a long day tomorrow.