A/N: Okay, I got one review. That kinda sux. But I'm continuing this specially for jesuschick for her great review, and also because she is a constant and very nice reviewer for 'Camping Trip' as well. Thanks girl!

Chapter Two

The evening progressed cautiously, with light conversation to form steady stepping stones for what could be. What, he didn't know, but they weren't far enough along to know that yet.

As more time passed, D found himself enjoying the woman's company immensely, although he wasn't sure if he was ready to admit it. Then he realized with a start that he hadn't thought to ask her name. When he did so, she laughed. It was a nice sound, he mused.

She spoke softly. "Kaylee. My name is Kaylee." Her eyes sparkled. "And you are?"

"Demetrius." A small smirk played at the corners of his mouth. "Friends call me D." He shrugged.

She smiled. "Greek?"

He nodded, "Mmhmm."

"Το μελέτησα ενώ ήμουν στο πανεπιστήμιο," Kaylee explained with a smile. (I studied it while I was at University).

"Oh, I see. What did you major in?" This woman intrigued him greatly, and D found that he wanted to know more about her.

"Law. I'm a lawyer."

"Τα ελληνικά σας είναι πολύ ρευστά," he complimented her. (Your Greek is very fluid).

She blushed. "Ευχαριστίες." Changing topics, she asked quietly, "So what do you do?" (Thank you).

"I work at the Bureau. I'm the sort-of supervisor of a team of FBI Agents."

"Καταπληκτική επιτυχία. Sounds impressive," Kaylee commented. (Wow).

"Impressive," D laughed, "Not in the least. It is, however, very entertaining at times." He went on to tell her about Jack, Myles, Bobby, Tara, Sue, and Lucy.

After he finished, Kaylee's bright green eyes lit up. "Sue is deaf?" At his questioning expression, she continued, "My sister- Karine- she's deaf. By the time she was four, our whole family was fluent in ASL," she shrugged.

"Sometime I can take you to meet her, if you'd like," he offered, unable to contain his smile.

Sometime. As in this will go further than this evening?

Kaylee seemed to realize the same thing he did, for an awkward pause fell upon the table of the quiet diner. Finally she glanced at her watch. "I should get going," she said. "I have to work tomorrow…"

"I do too." D tried not to think about the disappointment he felt.

She stood up, and he followed her lead, placing a ten-dollar bill on the table as they headed for the door.

Courteously, he held it open for her, and she rewarded him with a smile. "I had a great time tonight," she thanked him. On impulse, she reached into her jacket pocket and slipped a business card into the palm of his hand. "Call me if you're ever interested in doing something sometime." With a wave and one last smile, she was gone.

Almost immediately, he opened his hand to study the card.

Kaylee Lockhart, Criminal Lawyer

Work: 554-7648

Home: 554-2635

Fax: 279- 9044

Email:

A grin tugged at the corners of his lips. Maybe he would.