Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Sadly.
I haven't decided if it's a babefic or not. I guess we'll see. I'm rating this M because there will be language and other stuff...eventually. Yeah, enjoy!
Full Summary:
Two weeks after three new recruits are hired, two RangeMan have been killed. Or so they think. One was doing an undercover job, and the only people who knew about it work at RangeMan. The other, well let's just say they all think he's dead, well besides one of them. Now, Steph's helping Ranger find the mole who is ratting their guys out. She's dodging kisses from Lester, going on dates with a new guy, and Ranger's sleeping in her bed. What could go wrong?
I was woken up by the sound of my locks tumbling. I looked over at the clock and saw it was two in the morning. I groaned, the only person who breaks in this late is Ranger or a psychopath. I was willing to bet it was Ranger. I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen. Ranger was standing there.
"What are you doing here, Ranger?" I asked, I was a little cranky. I had a right to be. It was two in the freakin' morning. He came closer and put his hands on my shoulders. I saw in his eyes that he was tired.
"Babe, I'm dead," he told me.
A/N: Just a little story I thought up. Sorry the first chapter is so short, but it had to be. Review and I'll update soon. =) Tell me what you thought. Thanks! Oh, and next chapter will be longer. I'm just getting started.