AN: Hi again! Here's chapter 1. I seem to be able to write pretty fast…I published the prologue earlier today and I'm already putting up the next chapter……oh……I guess I'm kinda taking elements from different episodes…(I don't remember what they're called…the one w/ the girl whose uncle was killed and pigeons were stolen and another one….I can't say which one because it would give away the next chapter)

DISCLAIMER: I do no own Hunter (unfortunately), McCall, Cain, or Tewilliger. I am just borrowing them because I love the show. I do own Catherine Hunter, Quest, Cathy's parents, and Ted and Ben, so if you want to use them, you need to ask for my permission.

A Happy Reunion

Det. Sgt. Rick Hunter was at his desk, typing his report for a previous case he had just completed. His partner, Dee Dee McCall, came up behind him and noticed that his type writer was not working properly.

"Having trouble?" she asked teasingly.

"Do me a favor, would you?"

"No. I have typed way too many reports for you. I have my own reports to type up. You should use that thing more often so it doesn't stick."

While they were arguing about who should do the reports, a young, blind girl was at the receptionist's desk. "Excuse me, where can I find Det. Sgt. Rick Hunter?"

"He is at his desk. That is about thirty steps to your direct left."

"Thank you very much." Catherine went in the direction the receptionist had indicated with her voice. She could tell where Uncle Rick was without the directions. She heard his voice. He was complaining about writing reports. She smiled. He hadn't changed much, if at all. When she had counted thirty steps, she realized that he hadn't noticed her. I must be behind him. She thought.

"Excuse me; I heard that a Rick Hunter was the best cop this side of the law. Could you tell me where he is?" she said with a big grin.

Hunter recognized the voice. He turned around in surprise. "Cathy? Is that you?"

"Are you Det. Sgt. Hunter?"

"I was last time I checked." Hunter got up and gave Catherine a huge hug, picking her up off her feet. "What are you doing here? I thought you were forbidden from visiting me since I became a cop."

"You know me, always disobeying."

"Say, where's Quest? Did they make you leave her outside? I'm going to have to talk to them about that."

"Actually, she's why I came. I need your help, Uncle Rick. Someone took Quest away from me this morning. I haven't been home yet, and I need to hurry because father and mother are going to worry. You know how they are."

"Yes, I know. Oh, Cathy, this is Dee Dee. She's my partner. Dee Dee, this is Cathy, my niece."

"It's nice to meet you," Catherine said, holding out her hand to shake.

"Likewise, I'm sure." They shook hands. "Um, this is not meant to be offensive, but are you blind?"

"Yes. No offense taken. I'm asked that a lot."

"This is my favorite niece."

"Really? I thought I was your only niece." There was a teasing note to Catherine's voice.

"If you had other sisters, you would still be my favorite niece. You know that," Hunter said defensively.

"Of course. But you spoil me way too much. Before you became a cop, I was such a brat because of you."

"You're still a brat. But I can handle it."

"Thanks. Your vote of confidence is encouraging."

"You're welcome." Hunter smiled. "Come on. I'll take you home."

"Thanks, Uncle Rick."

"No problem, Cath."

They walked out of the station, arm-in-arm. Catherine was hoping that her father would not be angry that she had gone to Hunter for help.

Again, please review. They would be of great help.