Riley was taking a short cut through the park to get to his red Ferrari.

A short busty blonde was reading a book, and eating an ice cream cone. When she saw Riley, she got up and ran over to him.

"Ohmigod, hi!" She said.

"Um, hi." Riley said. This girl looked hyper, and in a way, tipsy.

"Your Riley Poole!" She said. "I'm Deborah Martin. But call me Deb. Just 'cause I like it that way."

"Cool." Riley said.

"I saw you on the news. Five times. Maybe six." She was saying, really fast. "And now I'm taking a class in American History. Did you know that Deborah Samson fought-"

"Yes, actually I do." Riley said. "Now, I really have to go-"

"Well, Rachel and Grace-"

"Saved important papers and did some other good stuff." Riley said. "Bye."

"Where are you going? Can I come too! I really think your awesome. And really hot."

Riley sighed. Being stalked by some dumb blonde was not part of the deal.

"You want my number?" The girl didn't run out of energy. "Here's my number. Its easy to remember isn't it?"

"LOOK!" Riley said. "Would you just go away?" He yelled.

The girl looked like she was slapped. "Oh." She said. "Well, okay."

Riley suddenly felt bad. As Deb walk away, Riley called out. "Wait." Deb turned around. "I'm sorry."

Deb smiled.

"Do you want to go to dinner or coffee or something?" Riley asked.

"Okay." Deb said.

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"Riley, come on!" Abigail said. She was pounding on the door, the next afternoon. Her, Ben and Riley were going to drive to Boston. Deborah and Riley were watching TV and eating popcorn.

"Aw, crap." Riley said. He opened the door. "When you said three you meant-"

"Who's she?" Abigail asked.

"I'm Deborah. Call me Deb. 'Cause Deborah is such an old fashion name."

"Yeah." Riley said. "Just give me five minutes then we can go to Boston-"

"Oooooooooooooooooh, Boston, can I come!" Deb asked.

"No." Abigail said.

"What the hell is taking so long?" Ben asked. "Who's she?"

"Didn't I just answer this?" Deb asked.

"Guys!" Riley said.

"Can I come?" Deb asked. "I'm majoring in American History, and I'm getting all A's and-"

"No." Abigail said.

"Sure." Ben and Riley said at the same time.

Abigail looked pissed off, and put a hand over her baby.

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"Well, its in the water," Abigail said. "You know what that means right?"

"No." Deb said.

"Well, for starters, it means I'm not going down there." Abigail told her.

They were standing on the dock of the Boston Harbor, looking down into the murky water.

"Okay." Ben said. "We'll wait until dark, and then go in the water and-"

But Ben never got to finish. He was interrupted with a splash.

"DEB!" Riley yelled.

"Riley, why the hell are you hanging out with her, she's crazy!" Abigail yelled.

But her words were lost too. Soon another splash came, and Riley was gone too.

Deb, swam around looking for whatever she was looking for. Once she saw something shiny. Deb came back up to the surface for air, and went all the way down the bottom, and grabbed the small black glass tube.

Two arms came around her waist and pulled her up to the surface.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Riley asked.

"I'm sorry, but I had to get the clue." Deb said.

"Mister, Miss, I need you both to get out of the water." A garud told them.

"Yeah." Riley said as he helped Deb out of the water.

"Do you know how irresponsible that was?" Abigail asked. "You could have drowned yourself!"

"But I found it." Deb said.

"Really?"

Deb put a hand down her cleavage, and pulled out the black tube. Ben took it and pulled it out.

(A/N Just ya'll know, Ben and Abigail are married. Sorry I didn't make that clear to start with)