Lyrics belong to Thicke from "When I get you alone". Billy is played by Adam Brody.

: See all these illusions just take us too long
(Ooooh) And I want it bad..
Because you walk pretty,
Because you talk pretty,
'Cause you make me sick
And I'm not leavin', till you're leavin':

Amy's POV

Lucy still looks way run down and hung over this morning. I can't help but wonder just what she was drinking last night; she usually has no problem holding her alcohol. Granted if she's looking this bad, I probably would have been puking my guts out, but still.

When I woke her for our meeting with the other Debs, she mumbled something about 'shower', and disappeared into the bathroom. I came into the living room to find the others already up and waiting. Max looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Contact was made?" I looked at Scud, who shrugged from the computer.

"Yeah. Scud didn't fill you in?"

"He did, just wanted to hear it from someone I feel is a little more trustworthy."

"Seriously, what have I ever done to you?" Scud asked, leaning back from the computer to see Max more clearly.

"Pointed a gun at my head."

"I withdraw the question," he pulled himself back to the computer. I smiled, catching eyes with Janet, who was also smiling, but caught herself when Max turned to her.

"Do we have the list yet?" She barked, causing Janet to jump to attention at the computer next to Scud. She glanced over at him.

"Yeah," Scud answered for Janet, pulling up a box on the computer. "I think we should wait for Lucy since she's the one who'll be making the calls."

"I think you shouldn't forget who's in charge," Max answered.

"Sorry, I must have forgotten this operation was being run by the queen of all,"

"It's okay Scud," Lucy interrupted, dropping on the couch. She was wearing the same jeans from last night, this time with a Led Zeppelin shirt, and dark sunglasses. "Let me have the list." Scud grabbed the print out, walking it over to Lucy. He passed a little too close to Max though and she snatched it out of his hand. Scud stood, mouth open hands in the air looking completely insulted.

"That's some list," Max said after looking over it quickly and handing it back to Scud, who after a brief moment continued to hand it to Lucy. She read it quickly without even taking off her glasses, as I sat next to her she handed it to me. I scanned the list quickly. Weapons of Mass destruction barely covered it.

"Can you really get all that?" Max asked, for the first time seeming to respect Lucy a bit.

"Shouldn't be too hard. Might take a little longer then the week I promised Katia." Dominique sauntered over, taking the list from me, and looking it over.

"We could not even get this in a month," she spoke softly.

"It's all in who you know," Lucy smiled a little. "I've lost contact with some people though. Janet, can you help Scud find some people in your databases?" Janet paled for a minute, but nodded.

"Uh, yeah. Like who?"

"Rico Guevara, for one. Thomas Lenk, Gia Philton, William Goode." Lucy rattled off the names. Scud raised hand at the last one, and she nodded to him.

"Yeah, uh William Goode passed away last year," everyone stared at him and the nonchalant way he had spoke. "Heart attack," he shrugged. "But his son's taking over the family business."

"Great," Lucy leaned back on the couch, twisting her fingers with mine as she did. "Fucking Billy."

"Billy Goode?" Janet spoke, eyes wide. "We went after him a few months ago. He's crazy. Shot down two of our girls. We lost track of him after that."

"In our unit too," Dominique added. "Took a shot in the leg laughing."

"I know where he is," Scud announced. We turned to him expectantly.

"You've been hanging out with Billy?" Lucy asked, looking mildly disgusted.

"Wasn't anyone else around," Scud shrugged. "He can be good for a laugh."

"Phh," Dominique muttered disgusted. "He is a madman, a, a..."

"Total geek." Lucy finished.

Lucy's POV

"Lucy Diamond. Queen of Diamonds and Queen of my heart," Billy spoke exuberantly when he opened the door to see me. "Scud said you were back in town, but I have to say I wasn't quite sure I believed him." He backed away, waving me and Scud into his mansion of a house.

"Yeah, well, here I am," I forced a smile.

"Here you are," he nodded eagerly, curly hair bobbing. "And hey, this is the new pad. I know what you're thinking, it's a bit much, dad would have called it flashy. But hey what's life without a little flash?"

"You gotta see the pool," Scud spoke eagerly, but caught himself at my look. Billy didn't notice, only pointed at Scud nodding.

"Oh yeah, the pool. Follow me," He led us through the house, and good god was it huge, and all white, way too big and clean for me, absolutely no clutter.

"Nice place," he beamed back at me when I spoke.

"Knew you'd like it. When I bought it I thought, Lucy would love this. Oh, Scud, by the way got an advance copy of the complete 'Star Wars' fanatic set for you. It even includes the Christmas special from the eighties."

"Yeah great," Scud answered, trying to end the conversation, I glanced back at him grinning, he was turning a fun shade of red.

"Lucas even got a hold of the fan movie made a few years ago, and included a whole book of the best fan fiction pieces he could find," Billy continued, oblivious to Scuds annoyance.

"I said that's great," Scud practically yelled, even I jumped a bit. Billy looked back at him surprised.

"Hey man, calm down, no need to yell," he glanced from me and back to Scud. "I get it man," he clapped Scud on the shoulder, real buddy like, leaning forward and whispering to him, but loud enough I heard. "She doesn't like the dick though buddy, I thought you knew that." Scud's face immediately became about twelve shades darker red.

"Oh, hey, look, the pool," I spoke quickly, pretending I hadn't heard.

"Ah, the pool," Billy clasped his hands together happily, opening the French doors for us. I have to admit it was pretty impressive, a waterfall fell from the second story, cascading down into a huge ass pool. His house was in the Hollywood hills, and the view from the deck was absolutely breathtaking. I headed for the edge wanting to get a good look. Billy followed me, but Scud dropped into a lounge chair, apparently recuperating.

"Beautiful huh?" Billy asked, coming up next to my elbow.

"Yeah," I answered, edging a bit away. "I know someone who would love it," I spoke thinking of Amy.

"Ah, good," he snapped his fingers, totally oblivious to what I had said. A young woman hurried over, carrying a platter with two large glasses of orange juice, Billy grabbed the glasses. She looked barely eighteen, tiny, dark hair and dark skin in a white bikini. I couldn't help but watch her walk away.

"Too all the happiness money can buy," he grinned handing me a glass. "I got three more just as good as her working here."

"Bet you host the dungeons and dragons night a lot," I quipped. For a second his eyes darkened, showing the cruel man he could be, but they cleared quickly, and he laughed. "Yeah, ask Scud about that." I made a mental note to do just that.

"So how's the family business Billy?" I asked, leaning against the rail and sipping the juice.

"Been good, no complaints," he nodded smiling. "How bout you?"

"Well, you know I dropped out for a bit."

"Yeah, I heard that. Scud say's you're back though, and looking to deal. Working with Asha again? Never thought I'd see that happen. But you too were always hot together."

"Yeah," I nodded, not sure what I was agreeing with.

"Girls got a harsh streak though, playing with the big boys now a days huh? No more petty theft, art theft, gambling and the like. She approached me to make a deal a week or two ago, but I shot her down, too much of a loose cannon."

"Yeah," I smiled now; Billy was just as much of a loose cannon as Asha. "Well I'm stepping in, think we can make a deal?"

"For Lucy Diamond?" He grinned, toasting me. "Course we can. What do you need?" I handed him a hand written list of the items from Katia's demands, just the few I knew he could get no problem. He whistled. "That's some artillery, she planning to take over a small country?" he joked.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Oh," he thought for a second. "Which one?"

"Czech Republic, she wants to have it for her own, then maybe unite it with Slovakia and run both." I gave him a brief summery of what Katia had told me.

"I thought they were one country." I rolled my eyes.

"Pay a little more attention to the real world Billy."

"Yeah," he nodded, seeming to honestly consider this. "Give me a few days on this alright? Where do you need the weapons?"

"Not sure, yet, I'll get back to you." I finished my juice, setting the empty glass on the rail. "We better get going; we have a couple more stops." I walked back towards Scud, Billy following closely.

"You're sure you have to go? You didn't see the whole house."

"Another time," I promised, with no intention of keeping that promise.

"Yeah, you gotta see the theater, seating for twenty, we got "Lord of the Rings" set up down there right now, but whatever you feel like." He shrugged. Scud fell in line behind us as I made a beeline for the front door.

"Sounds good," I nodded. "Thanks so much for having us. It's been really nice catching up."

"Yeah, of course, you too. Glad to see you're back," he opened the door, letting me pass. "Oh, Scud, Thursday D&D?"

"Yeah I'll try," Scud mumbled.

"Bye," I waved, halfway to the car, when I heard Scud turn back.

"Oh, the DVD's?" He mumbled.

"Oh, yeah, hold on." Billy disappeared, I leaned on the car smirking, Scud looked over at me, then quickly away. Billy reappeared, handing the prize to Scud.

"Thanks," Scud hurried to the car, getting in before me.

"Bye!" Billy waved as we pulled away. For a few moments the car was silent, I hadn't even turned on the radio, Scud was sitting there, hunched over his prize, trying to avoid the looks I kept giving him. Finally he met my eye.

"Fine, yes, I like 'Star Wars'. Happy?"

"Don't forget Dungeons and Dragons."

"You're a bitch," I laughed.

"Careful, more charm like that and I might start to 'like the dick' again."

"I hate Billy," Scud muttered, looking out the window for a moment. Still laughing, I fumbled with the radio, finally tuning to a decent song. Scud sat still for a few minutes, watching the view. Then with a big sigh, began unwrapping his DVD's.

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