Author's Notes: There is an interview by Steven Brill not too long ago where he described what the original script for the movies was. Definitely not a Disney film.

In his words, "there weren't murders or anything, but there was some adult romance." I watched all the movies as a child. Loved them. Now, that I am older, although I still love them, I can see them in a different light. I'm trying to go for at least a darker feel to the movies. At least at first. I know the first chapter is short. Longer ones to follow.

Rated: PG 13. Possibly M in future chapters.

Chapter One: The Intelligent Body

September 1991

Gordon Bombay traced the outline of his shot glass as he watched yet another one of his conquests leave his upscale condo in downtown Minneapolis. This time, it was a brunette. He was so intoxicated that he couldn't even remember her name.

"You're leaving already?" Bombay asked women who was getting frantically getting dressed in his living room.

The women glared at Bombay as she slipped on her shoes and headed for the door. She took one final look at her surroundings before slamming the door behind her.

"Guess so," Bombay muttered to himself.

Gordon was not surprised by it at all. He knew she would be back. She was just upset because he was not interested in a relationship. Deep down, she knew she needed him.

The young court reporter needed his recommendation if she had any hope of getting into law school and he was her ticket. Ducksworth, Saver and Gross was one of the most prestigious law firms in the city if not the entire state and Gordon Bombay was their top defense lawyer.

She was using him as much as he was using her. She hated herself for it. She told herself every time she left his apartment that this was the last time yet once again; she found herself in bed with him the very next weekend.

It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sleeping with him. She did. The sex was good. He was rich and attractive. But she knew he wasn't relationship material. When he wasn't working, he was either drinking or chasing women. Most of the time it was both.

The one time that they did have dinner together, the only thing he would talk about is work. He didn't even ask her what her name was. He didn't have a life outside work. Winning was the only thing that was important to him. Almost to the point of an obsession. No regards for right or wrong. As long as he got the win, that is all that mattered.

Gordon Bombay finished the shot and poured himself another one. He knew he was using her for sex. She was using him to get into law school. It was a fair trade as far as he was concerned. He got sex. Amazing sex. She got into law school. Once she was enrolled in law school, he would just have to find another young woman to use and then throw away. He was young, rich and good looking and could talk his way into the bed of almost every single woman in Minnesota.

'This is the life', Bombay thought to himself. 'What could possibly go wrong?'

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