Disclaimer: is it really neccessary that i have to repeat myself? sigh i don't own anyone in this or any other story:(

Chapter 3: Backfire

Tara walked back into the bullpen, finding everyone had arrived. "Hellooo everybody!" she said cheerfully.

Bobby and Jack glanced at each other, both thinking the same thing.

"Having a good day?" D asked with raised eyebrows.

"Good doesn't even come close!" Tara exclaimed. "Today is like the best day of the century! Okay," she prepared to tell her story, "first when I went into the washroom there was a cute little spider in the tub. It was so sad; he kept crawling up the side but then fell back to the bottom. Soo, I got a cup and brought it outside, but when I let it out I noticed a 20 dollar bill on the floor mat – don't ask me how it got there.

Bobby checked his wallet for his twenty. It was gone.

" – but that was just perfect because it turned out that my milk had gone sour. So know I went out for a breakfast that I could never usually afford instead of cereal! And then when I got in my car it wouldn't start but thankfully my really cute neighbor noticed so he said I could borrow his car. And get this – his car just happens to be an apple red, convertible, viper! Mint condish'. Plus…I get it for the whole week 'cause he's going away on a business trip!" Tara took a deep breath. "And to top it all off, my clocks were an hour ahead so I got here really early, so now I had the time to finish my paperwork for the entire week! Isn't that great! I helped Mother Nature, got great breakfast, got to flirt with my neighbor – oh yeah! I almost forgot! This morning when I turned on my stereo it was blaring loud but it was my favorite song and it really woke me up! Along with the four cups of coffee I've already had…does anyone else hear that buzzing?" Tara looked around, no one answered, "Wow, I'm really, really awake!"

"We can see that," Myles grumbled.

"Uh, are you finished yet?" Sue asked with an expression partly of amusement and partly concern.

"Yeah, I think so." Tara nodded. "All I know is that why ever my car didn't start, I'm glad it happened today. It's like everything that went wrong happened for my benefit." Tara paused and looked at the ceiling. "Hmm…ironic." She shrugged and went back to work, oblivious of everyone's puzzled expressions. After a few minutes one by one they continued with their tasks.

Tara looked up when Bobby walked up to her. "Hey, Bobby. Want your 20 back?"

"Come again?" Bobby asked.

"Well, it was your 20 dollar bill wasn't it? Of course it was, then that means that you broke into my house and booby trapped it."

"It's not mine."

Tara smiled, knowing that she had won. "Good, because I bought really cute earrings with the change left over from my breakfast." She pulled back her hair to show Bobby the black spirals. "Aren't they cute?"

With no expression he mumbled, "Adorable."

"What's wrong Bobby?" Tara asked sweetly. With a tone that said 'I own you' she said, "Loose something?"

Bobby tried not to glare at her, "Nothing important."

With too much cheerfulness she responded, "Okay! Well, I have to go show Sue and Luce my new jewelry. See ya!" She skipped past the Australian man.

Bobby inhaled a tight breath and stiffly walked back to his desk. As if he were a robot with rusty screws he collapsed into his chair. He noticed Myles and slowly turned his head to face the smirking man. "What?" Bobby snapped.

"Do you now understand why it's so interesting to observe from sidelines?"

Bobby sighed exuberantly, "Yeah? And what's your point?"

Myles held up his hands and leaned back in his chair. "Nothing," he grinned.

As Jack approached the two men Bobby's death glower was diverted to the ecstatic woman who was proudly showing off her earrings. "She has to pay."

"Uh, Crash, I don't know if you noticed but the last time you tried to get back at Tare, well," Jack paused, "she sorta kicked your butt."

D joined them. "Hate to break it to ya, buddy, but Jack's right. You suck at this game."

"Wow, with friends like you who needs enemies?" Bobby muttered. . "Thanks anyways Myles, but I don't think I need you around anymore," he joked.

Myles just stared at him with a risen eyebrow.

"Look, we're not trying to insult you – well, Myles might be, but that's nothing new – we just don't think your ego can take much more." Jack insisted. "And we do not want to see you falling backwards down that road."

Demetrius shook his head, "Not a pretty sight."

Bobby folded his hands behind his head, "Yeah? And what do you suggest I do? Roll over and fall to the knees of Tara Williams?"

"Noo, I just think you need to step it up a notch."

Bobby looked at the dark man, "What exactly, are you suggesting?"

"Hit her with a prank that is backfire proof."

Jack raised his eyebrows. "I like it already."

"How many favors do you two have that you can cash in on?"

The mystery grew in D's eyes as the curiosity erupted in Jack and Bobby's.

A/N: Hope ya'll enjoyed! Review if ya did, if ya don't, i'll take it that you don't want to know what happens. (if i was psychic i wouldn't push you to review, but i'm not so ya know the drill!)