Due to popular request . . .


Where's Tracey? Kelly thought to herself. She better not be making me do this on my own.

As if on cue, Tracey walked in, talking to the two DA investigators in the process. She appeared to be pissed at something. Who knows what? Kelly wasn't sure she wanted to know.

Kelly's mind wandered to the two men Tracey was talking to. One was, as Tracey so nicely put it, a jerk. She could agree from first-hand experience. Cute, but a jackass.

The other one (the valiant steed compared to the jackass) was an enigma to her. She knew next to nothing about him except the basics, like his name and such. He, like his partner, was cute – his features darker, his build more muscular. He was also a bit shorter, though Kelly could care less. She was short herself.

At times, she wondered if he was married or at least had a girlfriend. There was no way for her to know. He rarely – almost never – spoke of his personal life or his past.

She couldn't help staring at him. He baffled her mind . . . he was quite the mystery.

A mystery that, in time, Kelly would solve. She was determined to.


Well . . .what do you think? A few people had asked me about a Kelly & Hector piece. Their wish is my command. Apologies to Chris fans.

Disclaimer: I'll keep it simple. Don't own 'em.

Comments and advice are always welcome. Today's my birthday so be nice.

Silvarius Meleisah