"I'm so bored!" Abby complained as she flopped down on the couch in Nate's apartment.

"Whacha mean bored?" the hacker asked "Don't you have homework or something?"

"It's the weekend," she stated in response.

"Well don't you, I dunno, have any friends you can hang out with?"

"They're all hung over from this party last night."

"All of them? You're sixteen. I ain't never got hungover when I was sixteen."

"Not all of them," she said. "But the ones that didn't are too busy this weekend anyway."

"And you didn't go to the party?" Hardison asked; he was already starting to get that protective big brother instinct.

"Nah. Call me old fashioned, but the idea of people getting smashed just doesn't appeal to me," she replied sarcastically.

"Good," he replied as he continued to type on his computer.

"I'm still bored Alec," she complained again and he set down his keyboard.

"You know there is this one thing I've been meaning to do for ages but I ain't never got round to it. You interested?"

"Depends?" she asked cautiously.

"Nothing illegal, just some good natured fun," he replied picking up his car keys. Abby smiled.

She wasn't sure where they were driving to but she wasn't concerned; at least, not too concerned. Finally, ten minutes into their trip he pulled over in a strip of shops. He gestured Abby out of the car and then walked over to an ATM where he withdrew three thousand dollars' worth of cash.

"Alec, I'm just gonna remind you that you said this wasn't going to be illegal."

"It's not, just trust me," he replied.

"Famous last words," she muttered under her breath as she followed the hacker into a run down, empty diner. They sat down and were immediately attended to by a young woman who Abby would describe as a punk-rocker crossed with a hippy; her hair was dreadlocked and brown in colour, except for a few select locks which had been died bright pink. She had a nose ring, eyebrow ring and various henna inspired tattoos covering her shoulders.

"Hi, can I get you your usual?" she asked Alec.

"Yup," he replied. "Burger, fries and orange soda!"

"And for you miss?" she asked turning to Abby.

"Umm, I'll have the same except change the soda to an apple juice."

"Coming right up!" she said as she bounced away.

"Alec I'm confused."

"I said fun didn't I. You gonna tell me, the man who is treating you to lunch and changed your timetable around that you aren't enjoying my company?" he asked somewhat sarcastically.

"No, just the way you said 'good natured fun' made it sound mischievous. This isn't mischievous."

"Ha ha," he said. "Not yet it ain't."

"Please tell me we ain't gonna dine and ditch?"

"Nah girl," he replied. "We gonna do the opposite."

Their meals arrived a few minutes later and they ate them as they talked and laughed; although the lunch so far wasn't turning out to be as mischievous as she originally thought, it certainly was entertaining.

"So come on Alec, why are we really here?" she asked as she finished the last of her fries.

"That waitress, her name's Becky."

"I thought you had a thing for Parker?" She asked, still slightly confused.

"What, how, uh," he stammered. "Anyway, Becky, who I don't like. She just lost her apartment, it got sold to a developer. Her dog just died and her mother just got diagnosed with breast cancer. They, thankfully, have insurance but she still has to work here full time to be able to keep up with the bills for her and her mother."

Abby smiled as she realised where the situation was headed. The hacker pulled out his wallet followed by the wad of cash which sat in there. Then, smiling, he placed it on the table alongside a note:

I know you've been going through a hard time,

I hope this helps,

You deserve this (after all, you service was excellent)

-Anonymous.

He did one last check of the table then the pair stood up and walked nonchalantly out of the door. A few minutes later Becky and begun to clear the table and found the 3000 dollar tip. She ran out of the cafe, tears of joy falling from her eyes in an attempt to thank her tippers but, of course, Hardison and Abby were long gone.

"That was fun," she stated, her heart still pounding slightly as they drove back to Nate's. "You do that often?"

"Yeah, kinda," he replied.

"What's the deal?"

"Sometimes," the hacker began. "Sometimes people don't need thieves or con artists. Sometimes they haven't been wronged and they've just had a crappy run in life. Sometimes they don't need leverage; sometimes they just need a little help."

"You're a good guy Alec," she stated.

"Thanks kid," he replied. "Just don't tell your uncle. 'Cause it may not have been illegal but I did just run a red light."

Just a little bit of fun for you, I'm slowly working on a con and longer story, just FYI

If any one has any requests I am more than happy to take them- Please give me requests!

Hope you all have a great day =)

Also,