Trixie Belden Watcher:

Prologue:

"Watcher? What's that?" Trixie asked.

"A Watcher is someone who records and observes the lives of the immortals," Joe replied simply.

Adam laughed, "Yes, but there's more to it than that, isn't there Joe?"

Joe glared at the older man for a moment, "Yes, there is. We are a secret organization. No one is supposed to know who or what a Watcher is."

Trixie quickly looked between the two men, "Then, um, I have a dumb question. How is it that Adam knows about Watchers?"

Adam laughed uproariously, "They aren't as good at keeping it a secret as they think they are. For instance, ever notice Joe's tattoo?"

Trixie nodded her head. She laughed, "Do all Watchers have that same tattoo?" Both Joe and Adam nodded in agreement. "Well, then I can see how secrecy would be a problem. All an immortal has to do is see enough people with that tattoo to get an idea that there might be something going on. All they have to do is live long enough."

"Yes, well that is why we are trained to hide in the shadows. We observe, record, but never interfere." Joe pointedly ignored Adam as the 'Old Man' began laughing again.

The laughter grew infectious, and soon Trixie was laughing as well, "Uh huh," is all she said.

"So, Trix, you interested?" Joe asked.

"Can I have some more time to think about it?"

"Yeah, just don't go telling anyone."

"Who'd believe me?"

"Trixie, do you need to go now?" Adam asked.

"Yeah, can you take me back to the dorm?"

"Of course."

The two walked out of Joe's apartment in silence and climbed into Adam's car.

"I'm sorry that our date turned out so badly," he said as he started the engine.

"Yeah. Me too." Trixie responded quietly.

The two remained silent on the drive back to the dorm.