Author's Note: I am now attempting to do three stories and I am contemplating putting my fourth one out here now too cause I just love it! =] I will see though...let me know your opinions! lol Anyways I hope you all are enjoying yourselves with my stories!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters.

New York City
Saturday, July 10
1:02 PM

Lilly walked into the neighborhood restaurant and immediately saw her partner sitting at a table in the corner. With a slight limp, she moved strongly along. Her leg now in a brace to keep it stabilized after the intense regimen of physical therapy she had and continued to undertake over the last three months. Wearing a short sleeve blue and white striped shirt , matched with a pair of khaki shorts, Lilly tried her best to stay cool on the scorching day. She immediately got the attention of the waitress, requesting an iced tea to beat the heat before pulling out the wooden chair and extending her hand to Robbie, who readily took it for a hearty handshake.

"It's good to see you Robbie Ray." she grinned.

Robbie Ray patted her on the arm before watching Lilly take a seat on the other side of the table. "You look well kid," Robbie Ray said affably. "How's the leg holding up?"

"It's been a long road Robbie. Not easy having two surgeries. But at my last visit to the doctor he said it looks like the bone is healing properly this time around. I still have to wear the brace for another two weeks as a precaution."

"Well good. I'm glad you are able to move forward from this injury. We'll be chasing the bad guys soon won't we kid?"

Lilly chuckled in response. "Yeah, I guess so. Now, don't tell me you traveled on the red-eye from London to check on my leg." She paused a moment as the waitress placed the glass of iced tea before. Raising the glass to her lips, her hands enjoying the contrast of the cool glass, dripping with condensation. "What's up?" she muttered before taking a long sip.

Robbie Ray took a moment before he removed a single sheet of paper from the folder he had resting before him. He handed it to Lilly. "I need your help."

Lilly looked over the paper and then looked back up at Robbie Ray in confusion. "What is this?"

"I need a favor Lilly."

She stared at the paper once again. It was routine before a case to receive a profile of the suspect. Every time Lilly stared at the profile she tried to find something different, but she was unsuccessful. All that happened was she grew more confused. For the life of her she couldn't understand why Miley Stewart's profile was now before her.

"It's not what you think kid," Robbie began to explain. "She's a victim, not a suspect."

"What happened?"

"She's being stalked and threatened. It started off with a couple of letters and a phone call. It was dismissed by the LAPD as a one time thing. So she changed the phone number and never heard anything for maybe a month. Now the letters are coming more frequently. The first few were simple 'big fan' and obsessive love type of things that are common for celebrities. But the last five or six have been threatening letters."

"How are these letters sent?"

"Originally, they were typically mailed, but now they're being placed in her trailer at the studio lot, make up chairs at photo shoots, and I fear it's only a matter of time before either one his left in her home or she crosses paths with the sick son of a bitch as he's leaving a note."

"Well Robbie, what do you expect me to do with this information? You said you needed a favor."

"I do." He looked Lilly straight in the eye. Fatherly concern was more than evident in his eyes, which always harbored so much pain and longing for his family. "I want you to protect my little girl."

Lilly didn't react. She sat there somewhat dumbfounded. She wasn't a field agent now, the agency wouldn't let her. She wasn't ready so the last two months she was stuck at headquarters doing surveillance, wire taps and reviewing files, nothing she liked but it kept her occupied and close to what she loved.

Sensing her hesitancy, Robbie Ray continued. "Look kid, this is serious. So much so that my ex-wife called me to do something about it. Miley will never want my help directly, she hates me and I have to live with that but that doesn't mean I can't do my part as her father, for once. I trust you and I know that you, better than any other agent, can keep her safe."

"Robbie, I don't know what to say." Lillu paused and looked up at the ceiling, her mind reeling with thoughts and she desperately tried to harness them into coherency. With a deep sigh she looked at Robbie Ray once more. "I don't know if I can," hse said truthfully. "I'm not a 100% yet. I walk with a slight limp. What if I have to chase a guy? Physically I am not ready. You know I would do anything I could for you Robbie Ray. You've been a great partner and mentor to me."

Lilly paused, this was difficult for her to say no to the man who was in so many ways a father to her. Robbie Ray had seen the potential in Lillu as a teenager, when everyone had dismissed her as never amounting to much in life. She owed everything to him, how could she turn down his request?

"Besides, is this really a job for an agent?"

"Kid, I'm asking you this favor because you're sharp, you've got the best instincts out there, and I've trained you myself. There isn't anyone I trust more. Now, I hear what you're saying and your concerns are very legitimate and warranted, but you know you're up for it physically. You know that," he repeated sternly. "You also knew you were coming here for an assignment. Like you said, what other reason would I take a red-eye from London? Now, forget that this client is my daughter, who you've never met and who I haven't talked to in years. Put aside the fact that I think of you like the son I never had. So let's suppose headquarters put this case before you instead of me and you took those other two scenarios out, what would your answer be then?"

Lilly didn't hesitate. "I'd take it."

"That's what I figured."

"Alright, I'm on it. Whose my contact?"

"We'll work out those details after lunch," Robbie told her, as he spotted the waitress approach them with two plates in her hands. "I went ahead and ordered for you."

Sunday, July 11
6:02 AM

The next morning, Lilly was on the first flight out to Los Angeles. With the light from the small bulb above streaming down onto her seat in Coach, Lilly read through the file once again. With copies of all the letters he tried to find a pattern consistent amongst them all that may provide some clues as to who was responsible. Whoever it was, Lilly realized he or she was no amateur. The work was neat and clean. The lab had found no traces of fingerprints, residue, or any type of substance unique to a particular region, the work was immaculate. Lilly knew she had her work cut out for her, which meant the assignment would be longer than originally anticipated. However, she couldn't say that bothered her too much.

As she stared at the picture of the beautiful brunette, she was already enjoying the fact that she would be working with her. The profile before her read like an article in an entertainment magazine.

Her full name was Miley Ray Stewart. She was now twenty two, but would celebrate her twenty-third birthday in November, only four months away. An actress by training, she had starred in a number of children's roles in the theaters of Chicago as a child, and then attended the Performing School of the Arts to hone her skills. Singing had always been a passion of hers, and at sixteen, Miley had gotten her break as a singer, which led to her first album release at seventeen. It turned out to be a hit, and that led to her touring with bands like the Jonas Brothers and Taylor Swift. It was such a breakthrough performance she became the 'Queen of Teen' before she was nineteen. At twenty two, she had already released five albums, and was starring in a new movie.

Lilly closed the folder and put it away. With a flick of the wrist, she turned off the light above and reclined in her seat to relax. She wasn't sure what this assignment would bring, but she did know it would bring its fair share of challenges.

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