Disclaimer: JE owns the characters. For the purpose of this chapter, LMT doesn't exist. This came to me while I was shopping at Wal-Mart.

My life has taken a 180 in the last year. The night that Scrogg shot Ranger in my apartment had changed me. I told Joe that I loved him. Later that night, I packed up all of my stuff and walked out on Joe. I couldn't stand there and love him while he couldn't completely love me. He wanted me to throw away the life that made me who I was. I am the Bombshell Bounty Hunter.

I visited Ranger after he got out of the hospital. I told him my plans over cake. I wanted to be the best that I could be. I knew that I had good instincts, but I was physically in bad shape. I needed his help to get to where I was now. Ranger agreed that I had the right idea. He enlisted Hal's help to start training me. Ranger knew that Hal was my favorite out of all of the Merry men. He was a little bit more laid back and a lot less intimidating then the rest of the guys.

Two weeks ago, Ranger handed me a file off of his desk. He said that one of his Ranger buddies was missing. Ranger was desperate to find is friend and every lead that they had turned into a dead end. Binkie had said that there would be no way that I could find Jack Malone if he didn't want to be found.

That's when the bets started flying. I ended up making a bet of my own. Binkie over heard the bet and saw us shake hands on it. Binkie quickly turned around and bet Brett five hundred dollars that I would find Malone. I found Malone two days ago. He was shacked up with some show girl in Vegas. I jumped on a plane with Ranger yesterday and dropped in on Malone to make sure that he was okay. Binkie is now five hundred dollars richer, and he now has to follow through with his end of the bet.

"Do you hate me?"

"Of course not," I said as I smiled up at him.

"Then why are you making me follow through with this?" he asked as he pouted.

"You should have thought about this before we shook on the bet."

"I still can't believe this."

"You're just mad because I won," I chided as I zipped him up. "Nice hair, by the way."

"Sally dropped it off," he growled.

"You can thank Binkie on that one," I said with a laugh. I looked up at his sour face. "I, for one, am proud of myself. I thought that you would be, too."

His face softened as he reached his hand up to tuck a stray curl behind my ear. A slow smile spread across his lips as he leaned down to kiss me. His kisses always started off light, like he was afraid that he would break me. I reached up and cupped his face as I pulled him deeper into the kiss. He brought his arms around me and pulled me closer. A wave of heat rolled through my body as I felt him harden against my stomach. I quickly found myself pinned to the floor as his passion took over. I'm not sure where my pants went. Frankly, the moment he slid in, I didn't really care. He took me, right there on the bathroom floor, to heaven. We both raced toward our climax and fell over the edge together.

"That doesn't get you off the hook," I said when I finally found my voice.

"I had to try," he whispered into my neck.

"We're still going to the Halloween party. You aren't getting out of this," I said with a laugh as I pushed him off. "I still need to get into my costume."

I got up off of the floor and pulled my costume out of the closet. I smiled at the Batgirl costume that Ram had found at a costume store and bought for me. It was the perfect costume. Ranger was going to laugh his butt off at my out fit. I still like to think of him as Batman. I pulled on my costume and helped him finish getting ready.

His hand tightened on mine as we rode the elevator up one floor. I smiled up at him and gave him a wink. He was wearing a blonde wig that had long, curly hair. I found him a black, baby-doll dress that had spaghetti straps at Macy's in his size. The shoes had been a bit harder to find. I finally had found the perfect pair of black FMPs at a specialty store in the mall. I added make-up and a little bit of jewelry to finish off his costume. I had to admit, he made the perfect drag queen.

The whole room erupted into hoots and hollers as we entered the break room. Several of the guys had propositioned him throughout the night. Someone had even tucked a fifty into his fake boobs. He had taken everything in stride. It was now my turn to bet proud of him for going through all of the embarrassment of walking around in drag for a whole night.

I was grabbing another beer out of one of the coolers when he caught me by surprise by grabbing my ass. I turned around and gave him a saucy smile as I reached around and pinched his rock hard ass. He slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer for a kiss.

"How much do I owe?" I joked when he finally broke the kiss.

"That's a freebie, Darlin'," he said with a wink and a crooked smile.

"Better watch out, Steph," Ranger yelled from across the room. "He charged Tank a hundred bucks to spank him."

"Don't worry, Ranger," I shouted back with a smile. "I'm a regular. Lester knows I'm good for it."

The guys busted up laughing as Lester smiled down at me and swatted my ass.

"Please don't egg the guys on. It's bad enough that I'm going to be hearing about how good I look in a dress. I don't need them asking about credit lines for the rest of the night," Lester said as he smiled down at me.

"Just direct all inquiries to me," I said as I winked up at him. Then I grinned and said, "I'll be your pimp daddy, Bitch."