Chapter 4

Common Enemy

A/N: The people who reviewed:

Freezyboncoolipants: You Freezy, seriously rock! You are a very loyal reviewer and I thank you very much for that. I really do appreciate it. I am glad you like this fic as well! :)

PassionateDarkness: Thanks for reviewing. I am happy very you like it.

Imzadi: Thanks for reviewing all three chapters, I know what you meant about the social worker, but that was the point. I was trying to show how usually Lindsey can manipulate people easily (you'll find out why in this chapter.) The duck fear was actually inspired by Anya and her Bunny phobia. I am glad you like the story....and I to am a believer in the Lindsey/Fred sibling-ness(the two actors sorta look a like too if you look closely)

Purple-Enigma: That was a very nice and motivating review. Thanks. And you are most certainly right; ice cream and duckies are wicked fun.....except if you're Rachel who just can't seem to understand that. Also, I noticed you read 'Shopping Adventure'; COOL! Thanks, no one had reviewed that in like a year so it was a nice surprise.

Ok, on to the story now:

The next morning, Rachel was bored. Lindsey was getting ready for work and it was still a little to early for all the good cartoons to be on. Rachel decided to go and see just what Lindsey was up to.

"What are you doing?" she asked him walking into his bathroom. Lindsey was in the middle of shaving and the sudden sound of Rachel's voice startled him, which caused him to cut himself a little.

'Damn.'

"I am shaving." he answered.

"Why?" she then asked, sitting on top of the toilet seat so she could observe him better.

"Because I want to get the hair off my face."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want it there."

"Why?"

'Was is it with the why's?'

"Because it doesn't look good there."

"Why?"

'I know what to do to get her to stop asking the questions.'

"Why don't you go watch TV." He suggested, hoping it would distract the little girl.

"Don't wanna." Rachel replied. Lindsey was a very convincing person; he could sell ice to an Eskimo if he wanted, in fact he had...ok so it might've been a demon Eskimo and the ice was cursed, but still. He knew how people(and demons) worked and how to make then work for you. However, Lindsey wasn't dealing with people or demons anymore, he was dealing with a child; and this time he couldn't win. "Do girls have to do this shaving thing to their face?" Rachel then asked.

'Some do....'

"No. Only boys."

"Is it because they have cooties?" she questioned.

"Not all boys have cooties....I don't." Lindsey defended, a little offended.

Rachel giggled a little. "Of course you don't. You're not a boy!"

'HEY!'

"What am I then?"

"You're a grown-up." she said as if he was supposed to know that already, but apparently Lindsey was never informed that boys and grown ups are two very different species.

'Ok, I can accept the cootie theory then....but wait; she sees me shaving and she think only boys do it and she doesn't think I am a boy... so then what does...oh, gees Lindsey get a grip! This isn't a demon or someone at Wolfram and Hart trying to trick you or screw you over. There's no need to over analyze the logic of a child. There's no ulterior motive. She's just curious.... its kinda cute actually...'

"Want some breakfast?" Lindsey asked her has he finished up shaving.

"Ok."

Lindsey went in to his kitchen and opened up one of the cabinets to reveal several boxes of cereal; Lindsey had a lot of cereal to be correct, not because he didn't know how to cook or because he bought a lot when he went to the store the night before because he wasn't sure what kinds Rachel would like but because he liked it. Infact, his love of cereal could probably match Jerry Seinfeld's.

"I love cereal." Rachel commented, causing Lindsey to feel an odd sense of pride.

The two ate their cereal and then it was off to Wolfram and Hart. As soon as they walked in the building Lindsey received looks from other workers. It took him almost a half hour to get up to his office because so many people stopped and asked him why there was a child practically attached to his leg. Another thing happened when they entered the building; Rachel decided to go back into her shell and became quite and nervous again (hence why she was attached to the leg.) The big office building intimidated the small child and she just didn't feel right being it that place. It felt scary to her and she wasn't even aware that she should be scared being in a place like that. Lindsey had thought about putting Rachel in the companies daycare program but he decided against it because A; he didn't trust the company daycare center, and B; after Rachel questioned him the night before on whether or not he'd leave her and seeing how sensitive and fragile she is he didn't think she'd like being dropped off somewhere for most of the day. He figured she'd spend the whole day worried that he wouldn't come back to pick her up and Lindsey still had enough of his soul to want to prevent that from happening.

When the two got to his office he started right away on his paper work, looking up every so often at Rachel who was sitting quietly on a couch coloring. It wasn't long before they were joined by someone else.

"Lindsey where is the-"Lilah Morgan started to say as she stormed in to Lindsey's office, stopping herself mid sentence however, when she saw Rachel "what the hell is that?" she then asked sharply, slightly sneering at Rachel who had decided she didn't like Lilah as soon as she came in.

"That's a child." Lindsey answered as if he was actually explaining it to a child.

"Well what's it doing here? Is she evil?" Lilah questioned staring at Rachel, who decided to go over to Lindsey's desk and be closer to him then the mean woman looking at her funny.

"She's not evil! And stop looking at her like that, you're scaring her." Lindsey said as he helped Rachel onto his chair with him.

"Who is this dada?" Rachel asked, causing Lilah's eyes to get very wide.

"Did she just call you....what the hell is going on?"

"This is Rachel, my daughter."

"Since when?" Lilah asked walking toward the desk, which caused Rachel to gasp.

"She stepped on Sparkles." Rachel cried.

"What's a Sparkles?" Lilah asked looking around.

"You stepped on her again!" Rachel hopped off the chair and went over to where Lilah was. "You want to kill her don't you!" she then accused, her voice being louder and more confident then Lindsey had ever heard in the past day.

"Huh...I..." For the first time ever Lilah Morgan was speechless and Lindsey McDonald was very amused.

'This is fabulous.'

"What is she talking about? She must be yours though because neither one of you make any sense." Lilah eventually said.

"Your mean! You like the duckies I bet!"

A very confused Lilah walked out of the office because she was well...very confused. Lindsey had his hand over his mouth using every ounce of self-control to keep himself from laughing.

"I don't like her." Rachel then turned to Lindsey and said.

"Me neither." he said.

'She's so smart.'

TBC

A/N: That's the end of this chapter. Up next Lilah gets babysitting duty. In the meantime though feel free to review. :)