All was quiet in the girl's home, with Ratigan reading yet another Stephen King book, while Lily and Basil played checkers. It surprised the mouse detective that the blonde was good at strategy games.

Then, they heard a car screeched into the driveway and car door slam. It could only be Isabelle, since she was away at work. The front door then slammed open and then slammed closed. They all looked at each other and Lily looked toward the doorway.

"Izzy, is everything OK?" she called out. Isabelle then walked in the room, looking angry and her face tear-stained.

"Sugar, what's wrong?" Lily asked with concern on her face; Basil and Ratigan had equal expressions of concerns also.

Isabelle took a deep breath and started speaking;

"I had to drop off some costumes for Mark, you know, that guy that is doing the new Shakespeare play in Jersey?"

They all nodded, showing they understand.

"So, his assistant came to meet me and she was really nice to me. She then saw my I.D. Card and saw my last name was Diaz. She asked if I was Spanish and I said yes. Then...she looked at me like I was dirt."

Isabelle sniffed and roughly wiped her eyes.

"She then looked at Mark and said: why is this spic working with us?"

Lily gasped while Basil and Ratigan looked confused.

"Spic?" Basil asked.

"It's a racial slur against someone who's Spanish." Lily explained, with the two men ears perked down as they understood.

"I was so angry." Isabelle said, continuing, "I slapped her and walked out. Then, I just drove all the way here. I-I need to be alone for awhile."

She then ran up the stairs and they all heard the door slam. Lily got up with a growl.

"I'm going to fuck up that bitch!" Lily growled, heading to the door until Basil ran up to her and grabbed her arm.

"You can't go and assault that woman!" he said.

"And why the hell not? She needs a fucking pounding!"

As the two argue, they didn't notice that Ratigan started to walk up the stairs to Isabelle's room.

Isabelle was laying on her bed face down, crying into her pillow when she heard the door open. The quiet steps told her it was Ratigan.

"What do you want, Ratigan?" she said, her voice muffled by the pillow. She felt Ratigan sit next to her and stroke her hair. She turned to look at him and saw a strange look on his face; he looked both sad and angry.

"A beautiful face like yours shouldn't be covered in tears." he said softly, wiping her tears with his long fingers. His hand felt so cool against her face that she leaned against it. He looked surprised by her action, but her let her. Too soon for him, she pulled away from him and took off her glasses.

"Crud, I dirtied my glasses." she mumbled as she cleaned them and put them back in place. She then looked at Ratigan with her head tilting.

"Did stuff like this happen to you?" she asked, seeing Ratigan eyes widened, his ears then perking down.

"Yes, too many times." he said sadly, "At times, it was violent."

Isabelle looked at him with empathy and gently took his hand.

"No one deserves that." she said softly, making him smile sadly and took her in his arms, resting his chin on her head.

"I'm sorry you had to endure that." he said softly, letting her rest against his chest. Glad for the comfort he was giving her.

AN: Here we have Isabelle experiencing an ugly thing and Ratigan comforts her.

I have never experienced that racism thing, although I have gotten strange looks when I say that I'm half-Puerto Rican and half-Dominican, because they say that they don't get along. Also, I could pass for being white, so I get weird looks for that too.

Lily wants to beat up that bitch and Basil doesn't want to. Ratigan knows how Isabelle feels, so he comforts. Its nice.

Anyway, enjoy and comments are loved! I don't own GMD, just Isabelle and Lily!