Disclaimer: If I owned the Gunmen, would I be sitting here right now? Nope, I'd be chillin with Langly. I don't own Yves or Susanne either, in case you couldn't gather that.

Note: The italicized words are lyrics to "Geeks Get the Girls" by American Hi-Fi, and is playing in the backround of whatever I have written. Okie? I know, it's random, but it made perfect sense to me as I was writing.


Chapter 6.

The girls and the Gunmen paraded around, pretending to clean. Langly and Jimmy practically ran up the winding stair case to the third floor where Yves had said Renee was being held. No one had seen Eric Nefar since they had entered. Langly raced in and out of rooms, ignoring all the strange paintings of a blonde woman in the hall. Inside a walk in closet, Jimmy came upon a wedding gown and tuxedo. 'Sam wasn't kidding about him being deranged,' he thought.

Langly walked into the last room of the hall. He was greeted by Nefar's still bleeding body adjacent to the closet. He closed the door, in case anyone else was to walk by. He noticed the room was in complete disarray. The full length mirror was smashed, as if someone had been thrown into it. He walked over to the king sized bed and found a crumpled black shirt he recognized as Renee's. Walking to the other side of the bed, he almost screamed. "Renee...no," he whispered, kneeling beside her body. "Guys, get in here, NOW," he demanded through his headset. Renee lay curled up in a heap on the floor. Blood stained her jeans, and the surrounding floor; quite a few pieces of glass were lodged in her (bare save for the back of her black bra) back. Black bruises had already formed on her face and all along her torso. On the verge of panicking, Langly took her discarded shirt and attempted to staunch her bleeding wrists.


Everyone was crammed into the Gunmen headquarters. Frohike called in a favor to an old friend in order to get a doctor that they could trust. Langly was practically biting his nails out of nerves. Sam smiled at him. "Renee's a touch kid, she'll pull through."

"I don't understand why she would attempt suicide."

Susanne coughed to get everyone's attention. "I checked our surveillance equipment, and well... here," she handed a video tape to Yves. "It shows everything."

Everyone watched the tape in relative shock. "She thought it was all her fault," Yves said, "that we and Ryan were killed. Eric's cohorts would kill her when they found out, or send her to jail, death row..."

"It was self defense!" exclaimed Byers.

Yves shook her head. "It doesn't matter. They would erase all evidence of that, unless..." Yves suddenly sprang up from her spot on the red couch. "I'll be back, let me know what the doctor says." Yves grabbed the tape and ran out the door. As the saying goes, when one door closes another opens. The opening door happened to be the one do the guest room. A pretty redhead in scrubs came out, no other than Dana Scully. Langly stood up.

Scully smiled, "She's going to be fine, Langly. Now will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"

Scully nodded as everyone finished the story. "Yves called while I was in with Renee. I sent Skinner to meet her at the Nefar residence. We'll get everything sorted out, but in the mean time don't let Renee do anything strenuous. She should stay in bed, especially with all the fight wounds." Scully paused. "You probably shouldn't leave her along for a while either. Yves told me some...medical information about Renee that none of you are aware of."

"What is it?" asked Byers.

"Renee will tell you whenever she's ready."

"Is she awake yet?" inquired Sam.

Scully shook her head no. Langly offered Scully his seat, then went into the guest room and shut the door. He sad on the edge of the bed, careful not to wake Renee. He pondered if he should tell her about his feelings for her. No, it would probably scare her off. It was insane to think that they had just met a little over two weeks ago. 'In another life maybe,' he thought, smirking. Noticing that she was covered only by the bed sheet, her bloody clothing in a chair, Langly made a quick run to his room and grabbed a Ramones shirt that was a bit to small for him and a pair of drawstring pants. By the time he got back, Renee was awake and struggling to sit up. "You really are stubborn, you know that?" he said, closing the door then crossing the room to gently push her back down. Renee winced but said nothing as Langly sat down, however she did give his hand a squeeze. They sat in silence for a few minutes. "I thought you all were dead," she said in a small, hoarse voice.

Langly looked at her, noticing all the wounds on her shoulders and face. He brushed the hair from her face and whispered, "He lied."


Scully had gone to meet Skinner and Yves, which left Byers, Sam, Susanne, Frohike and Jimmy in the kitchen area. Byers and Susanne quietly left to go on a walk. Jimmy excused himself for no apparent reason. Frohike also stood up to leave. Sam stood and grabbed his hand. "Don't do this, Melvin, stay and talk to me," She pleaded, looking up at him from a height of 5'0.

"You sure didn't want to talk eighteen years ago when you left."

"You wouldn't listen, Mel! I tried telling you. I was tired of being second. Call me selfish, but I want to come first!"

Frohike raised his eye brows, "Want, not wanted?"

Sam dropped his hand and looked away. She smiled sadly. "After I left, I tried to move on, but I couldn't. I wanted to come back but I knew you wouldn't have me, not after I had hurt you."

He spun her around. "I searched for you, you know. You sure can hide," he said, pulling Sam to him and embracing her.


A tall man stood outside the Gunmen headquarters. All was going according to plan. He turned and walked down the street to a waiting black car.


Late that afternoon, it got chilly and began to pore down rain. Dark clouds painted the sky a smokey gray. Yves cursed under her breath as she ran inside. "Renee has got to go into court in two weeks – " She stopped short upon seeing Sam and Frohike curled up under a blanket together on the couch, watching tv. "Never mind..." She crept around until she found Jimmy in his room, also watching a movie. "You don't look as happy as usual," she said as she closed the door and sat down by him.

Jimmy smiled, "I'm fine, Yves. Just feeling a bit left out, I guess."

"I know what you mean," sighed Yves.


Renee was laying down still, in the clothes Langly had lent her. She was getting restless and bored being in one room for so long. She sat up, wondering where everyone was. Glancing in the mirror she wrinkled her nose, seeing how gruesome she looked. She took her hair down from its braid and lightly shook it out. Figuring that as soon as she tried to stand up Langly would come in, she stayed sitting. Looking on the night stand she found one of her favorite books, she reached over and grabbed it. "I just can't leave you alone for five minutes, can I?" remarked Langly as he came back in, bearing coffee. Renee grunted as he set down the coffee, then made sure she was supported by the pillows.

"Richard, I'm fine, really," she tried to protest.

"Scully said you need to stay in bed today, and how many times do I have to tell you to call me Ringo or Langly?"

"Richard," nodded Renee, grinning. It was fun to annoy him, finally something to do. Langly scowled but sat down beside her and handed her a coffee cup. "Thanks."

"I see you found my book," he said looking at her hand.

Renee smiled, "Yours? It's one of my favorites." Langly smiled also, then nodded. "You don't have to stay in here with me, you know. I know you're tired of looking at my gruesome woundedness."

"Woundedness?" laughed Langly. "For a novelist your vocabulary is a little off."

Renee tried and failed to look offended. "That's not nice, I'm injured."

Langly smirked and set his coffee down on the night stand. He ran his hand through Renee's hair and moved it away from her face. "You still look beautiful even with your 'woundedness'." Renee blushed, and buried her face into his side.


Two weeks later, the Gunmen and the girls found themselves in an unusual place. It was loud, crowded and everyone there looked happy. A bar took up half the place, the other half was a dance floor. Sam had suggested coming here, to the Iron, to celebrate. Renee had testified earlier that day and was cleared of all blame. Things were going well for everyone. Renee started constructing her new house in a nice suburban area. Jimmy and Yves had gotten much closer. Sam and Frohike had agreed to give their relationship another shot. As for Byers and Susanne, or Holly Fitzgerald, they were engaged and deliriously happy. The Gunmen ran Renee's story, and it was extremely popular. A lot of people knew her from her novels, but weren't aware of any part of her life other than writing. One person, however, was not pleased with how things were turning out. "What's eating you?" Frohike asked of Langly as he sat down with his beer.

"Nothing, Dohike. Where's Sam?"

"Touchy... she decided to kidnap to kidnap Renee and force her to dance."

Langly looked up and smiled when he spotted Renee. Laughing, she tried to pull away Sam, but the woman had an iron grip. The two women were receiving a lot amused stares, but neither seemed to mind. All of a sudden, Yves, dragging Holly with her, shocked everyone by joining Sam and Renee. Byers grinned as he watched his fiancee. "Have you talked to her yet, Langly?"

"No, Byers and I don't plan to."

"What!" exclaimed his friends.

Langly took a sip of his beer, "Look at it this way. I'm about a decade older than her. She's a successful novelist and worked at the Pentagon. I left all other careers behind to team up with you guys. Granted, with my hacking skills I could make some serious cash. She's beautiful and I'm well, me. She can have anyone she wants and She's the only one that doesn't know it. Why would she give me a chance?"

Jimmy snorted. "Yeah, cause that kiss she gave you before she left definitely did not say she wanted you too."

Langly turned bright red, "Were you spying on us, you nark!"

"I was talking with Yves outside, then came in."

"Besides, Ringo, she trusts you. She talks to you more so than any of us. You comfort her," Frohike said. "It's obvious." Byers and Jimmy nodded in agreement. "So, go ask her to dance."

Feeling brave, Langly stood up. The dj was playing a semi fast paced song.

...Tonight tonight, he's gonna get it right
Even losers can get lucky sometimes
All the freaks go on a winning streak
In a perfect world, all the geeks get the girls...

'How ironic." Langly thought as he heard the lyrics and made his way over to Renee. Frohike grinned, "Fitting song for us and Langly, eh, Byers?"

Chuckling Byers replied, "It certainly is."

"You guys aren't geeks!" exclaimed Jimmy. At Frohikie and Byers's surprised looks, he added, "Well you're not to me at least."

"Uh oh," Byers said suddenly.

"What?" asked Frohike.

"Langly can't dance! Remember the tango audition?"

"Crap."

Nervously Langly asked to cut in with Renee and the girls. As he led Renee to a different section of the floor, the same thought crossed his mind. He decided to try to fake it as best as he could.

...Sweatin' hard not a smooth operator
She's got it going on, dancing to her favorite song
...

Langly glared at the dj, wondering if he played this song specifically to mock him. Renee laughed, not in a mean way though. "Loosen up, Richard! Move your hips a little." At Langly's confused look she put her hands on his hips and swayed. "Like so."

"Good thing Renee can dance," commented Frohike watching them. The couple appeared to be having a good time both were laughing, even though Langly was bright red. Renee leaned into him, said something then turned away and walked off!

...she turns and walks away

where did he go wrong?...

Langly didn't catch what she had said, and assumed that he did something wrong. He looked over at the guys, who just shrugged at him. Yves came over and thumped him on the head, "She said to follow her, you idiot!"

...Out waiting by the car

She says,

"What took you so long?"...

Renee was leaning by her motorcycle waiting on him. "Get lost?" she asked with the slightest hint of a grin. Langly smiled and stood next to her. "I figured we could hear better out here."

For some reason, Langly was extremely nervous. He didn't think he could manage to talk without stammering, so he just nodded. They stood in silence for a minute.

"Renee..."

"Richard.."

Renee looked at him and laughed. "You go first."

"Cold?" he asked, noting that she was shivering. Renee nodded and he took off his jacket for her, even though he would most likely get cold in a minute. "Uh, heh. I guess what I wanted to say is that I really like you. I think we could have a serious relationship. I'm sorry if that freaks you out. I mean, we just met fairly recently, and I'm so much older than you, plus you're – "

Renee, trying to get him to stop rambling, did the only that would shut him up; she kissed him. Pulling away she saw that he was blushing. "My turn." He nodded. "I feel the same way, but I don't want to rush into anything. Let's get to know each other first, ok?"

"So ... what? Is that just a nice way of rejecting me? I've been fed that line before, and never heard from the girl again."

"Richard, no! Believe me if I were rejecting you, I wouldn't be here right now! I'm not any of those other girls, who sorry to say, were bitches for leading you on! Anyone would turn down someone as intelligent and sweet as you is an idiot."

Langly smiled, "You're the first one probably last person who will ever say that."


"They've been out there a long time," commented Sam as she sipped on her drink.

"I'm sure things are going well."

Yves just folded her arms and smiled smugly, as if she knew exactly how it was going. Frohike looked between her and Jimmy and vaguely wondered if ever there was a stranger couple. Somehow they balanced each other out.

...And all around the world, people shout it outThe geeks get the girls

Last night he finally got it right
Even losers can get lucky sometimes
All the freaks go on a winning streak
Shout it all around the world cause the geeks get the girls...


Was expecting a bit of a response on that last chapter. That was a bit disappointing... Oh well, I shall continue anyway, I guess.

Yeah, the song was random, but seriously, as I was listening to it, I was like, "Wow, this would be good for the Gunmen!" (aka, I am obsessed, methinks.)

Anyway, please review, I need some feedback.

Thanks,

Goldenwolf