Disclaimer : S'not mine. I just play with them. This time, my inspiration for writing was Eminem's goofy song "Lose It". I dunno, it's funny. and when i find somethin funny, I wanna write somethin. So, here ya go..

I woke up the next morning to find chocolate brown eyes from about two inches away staring at me.

Thing is, they weren't Ranger's.

"Holy shit!" I screamed, jumping up. I thanked the stars that I was still wearing my loose t-shirt and boyshorts.

Beside me, Ranger had jumped up as well, his expression nothing short of bewildered.

The person that had invaded my personal bubble space had jumped off the bed and onto the floor. "Ahh!" the person yelled.

Ranger pulled the person -- girl -- up and set her down beside me. Wordlessly, he strolled into the other room, leaving me defenseless with a twelve/thirteen year old girl that I knew immediately was his daughter.

"Um, hi," I said cautiously, sliding over as far as I could without falling off the bed.

"Hi," the girl said, doing the same on the opposite side.

Now, don't get me wrong. Kids don't scare me, though I have a tendancy to avoid them. But this wasn't any kid -- this was the spawn of Batman.

We sat there awkwardly fora few minutes, until we heard a yell from the other room.

I looked at the girl.

She looked at me.

Together, we crept over to the door and put our ear against it.

"..No other choice, Ric."

"Bullshit, Rina-"

I watched the girl as her face grew angry. Her eyes were a black pool, similiar to Ranger when he gets mad, and then she shoved open the door.

"You two are fighting over me again?" she yelled. "God, grow up!"

Ranger and his wife both froze. My eyes were wider than a plate.

"Dri," Ranger's ex -- Rina? -- warned.

The girl glared at her, then turned to Ranger. "Guess what, Dad," she said, her voice calm. "I'm moving in here for the next six months. Is that okay? Yeah? Good, love you too."

Well, the kid does have spunk, even if that spunk is what will earn her a death wish.

Ranger shot her a look, then looked from Rina to me. "Stephanie," he said. "Do me a favor and take Adriel down to the gym."

"I don't want to go to the gym," his daughter protested. He gave her a sharper look than before, and she rolled her eyes, but gave in.

"Fine," she sighed. "Whatever."

I allowed myself to be drug from Ranger's apartment and into the elevator.

If I thought Ranger was scary when he was mad, I was in for a surprise.

I stood there, silent, as Adriel proceeded to bash around in the elevator. She shot the camera the bird, then unplugged it. She hit the "stop" button, then turned to me.

Oh, shit.

"Okay, so who are you and why were you in my father's bed?" she asked bluntly.

I did a good impersonation of a fish.

"If you don't answer me, I'm giong to take off my sock and shove it into your mouth," Adriel growled, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall.

Bitch, please. Now, not only was I being stalked by a psycho clown, but I was being threatened by a little five-foot-one teenage brat.

Okay, helll no.

"That's between your father and I," I said, trying not to loose my cool. Who knows how dangerous Batgirl could be.

Adriel tapped her foot and stared at me, unblinking.

I stared back.

We stayed like this for a few more minutes, until I broke.

"Fine!" I threw my hands up in the air. Goddamn Batpeople and their freakin' Batstares. "Your dad and I are just friends, and I work for him-"

"So you're sleeping with your boss?"

Sheesh, could ya put it a lil more bitchy for me?

"Um, uh.."

Adriel shook her head. "Okay, so you're sleeping with my dad. You still haven't answered who you are."

I blushed. Damn this kid is good.

"Um, I'm Stephanie Plum-"

"Ah," she said, understanding in her eyes, followed by something else.. mischief? "You're the one who blew up that funeral home and over half of my dad's cars. And you put Tank in the hospital."

"Not my fault," I said at once. They knew about me in Miami?

"Nah," she said, using her inherited ESP powers. "My aunts and uncles were talking about you. Said you called them Bat-people?" She smirked. "So what am I?"

I blushed twelve shades of red. I was going to murder the Bat-family. It was probably Carla and Diego who had told her.

"Actually, the one who told me that was Tony," she said, using ESP again. "So don't chase the others down with a pitchfork just yet."

This got my attention. "Tony?" He had been the one who had all but ignord my very existence, and now he was talking about me to his neice?

Adriel waved her hand indifferently. "Yeah, Tony, now what am I?"

I ignored the question. "What did Tony say about me?"

Adriel narrowed her eyes at me, then rolled them and shrugged. "He said Dad brought you home for dinner, and that you tihnk he's an unstable nutcase, and that you gave Dad poison ivy on his-"

She was cut off by the sound of a cell phone ringing. "S'not mine," she said, leaning back against the wall again.

Putting aside the Tony conversation, I flipped open my cell phone. "Yeah?"

"Bomber?" It was Lester. "Everything okay in the elevator?"

I sighed. "Yeah, it's fine. Just having a discussion."

Lester chuckled. "Tell Dri not to be too hard on you. Boss's orders."

I hung up on him, then turned back to Adriel.

"They're worried that you're murdering me," I told her.

She grinned. "Yeah, the last girlfriend Dad had, I put laxatives in her food. Dad wasn't too happy about that, especially seeing how he ate the rest of what was on her plate. One bathroom just didn't cut it that night."

I almost fell to the ground laughing. "Who was the girlfriend?" I gasped.

Her grin dissapeared, and was replaced with a scowl. "Some bitch named Jean Ellen. Hated that ho."

Holy shit on a stick. This girl really did have a death wish.

"Damn, are you asking to die?" I asked, before I could stop myself.

Adriel stared at me for a few more seconds, then, "What's your favorite movie?"

"Ghostbusters," I answered quickly.

"Favorite place to eat lunch?"

"McDonalds."

"Most used weapon?"

"My purse."

She continued to fire questions at me, barely giving me time to answer, until finally, after "Who is your most favorite Loony Toon's character?" she nodded.

"Mmkay," she said. "I like you. You're good." With that, she hit the stop button again and we began to move.

Well hot damn.

I think I just got Batgirl's approval.

Wellll there ya go.

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