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Walker/Lynch (Part I)
"Karen, maybe you and your cops should wait outside and let me handle this guy. There's gonna be a lot of mystic energy flying around and I don't want you or anyone else to get hit by accident." Matt says, loading up his old-school six shooter as Karen checked her Glock and the rest of her riot gear.

"Walker, if this is your latest attempt at trying to protect because I'm a woman, save it. Try it again and I'll throw in a cell for obstruction of justice." she says, looking up, up, up at him. The two of them were as different as night and day. She was a short, blond woman and he was very tall, dark haired man with a fetish for dusters, jeans and boots.

She was still thinking about buying him the hat for his birthday, though she knew he'd hate it. They'd had this discussion before.

"Karen, I'm just saying this vampire could tear people apart with his bare hands, the way he did with Donovan. I'm really putting on the boots on this one." Matt says, trying to impress on Karen the seriousness of the situation.

Karen's expression stiffens at the mention of David Donovan, her former partner on the NYPD Special Investigations Unit. The vampire they were hunting tonight murdered her partner because it knew she was hunting. She'd looked in the phone book for anyone she thought might be able to help her during her first case and came across a man who actually advertised himself as a "Wizard". He was the only listing in the phone book.

As it turned out, he was also damn good at what he did, though most people refused to believe it.

Matt showed Karen as much as he could about what lay in the darkness without getting her into trouble. When one got past the gruff exterior, Karen Lynch was a beautiful woman who'd been screwed over by a lot of men in her life.

"Okay, Walker, then here's the plan. I'll back your play until it looks like. Now if you're done being a chauvinist, can we go?" she asks.

"All right." Matt says, going to the door and opening it for her.

"After you." he grins cheekily. She hates that, the door-holding, and he knows that.

That's why he does it.

---

"I swear, Walker, if you die on me, I'll kill you." Lynch says, watching as the doctors work to save his life.

The vampire was dead, though he'd managed to tear a hole in Matt's throat when he risked himself to save her. Hours later, he's resting in his bed, in serious but stable condition.

She sits by his bedside as often as possible and is the first person there a few days later when he wakes up. He's glad to see her, as always, but the news she delivers isn't pleasant.

"I'm being reassigned, Matt. Between budget cuts and everything that's happened since they created our division...I'm being sent to Chicago. I leave at the end of the week." she says.

"Oh." is all he manages before he drifts off again.

She drives him home when she's released and he takes her to the airport later that day. Things are awkward between them as they both don't know what to say to each other. Or, rather, they /do/ but neither of them want to be the first person to say it.

Karen Lynch leaves for Chicago that night and all Matt Walker can think about is how much less he suddenly likes New York.