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Gun Club, noon

Parker opened up the gun range, checked the room, posted the sign, then got out her .Sig and her 9mm and started practicing.

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE.

The gun range is open.

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"Yes, you do." Parker gave him a smile that was half-proud, half-amused. "Defender of the Sam. And the Cedric. Armed and dangerous."

"Yeah, yeah, Parker," he grumbled, looking slightly embarrassed. "Next week, then?"

"That'll work. Come find me on Wednesday or Thursday, and we'll stop by Tex's, and get you your own weaspon. Well. Another one."

Jack smirked. "Another one? Why, Parker, I have no idea what you're talking about," he said, aiming to sound innocent and failing miserably.

"Pffttt. Charm and frivolity and sex and blue eyes and do I *have* to go on? I quit." Parker grinned at him.

"I'm always armed and dangerous, is that what you're saying?" Jack laughed and winked. "You might be right."

"Yes. It's just a matter of rate of fire. And can you draw your weapons before they draw theirs?"

"Always." Jack turned back towards the alley and slid one finger along the barrel of the gun. "Firing first, however, is something I prefer not to do."

Parker chortled. "You don't want to take down the opposition too quickly?"

Jack grinned and flashed her a wicked smile. "Sometimes quick is good, but if you go nice and slow, really draw it out, it can be much more effective."

Another chortle, then Parker said, "Mmmm. Then again, you do leave them openings for -- return fire. When you take your time."

"Not if they're so distracted they can't think." Jack was starting to laugh, and he leaned against Parker. "They can't return fire if they can't even remember their name, much less that they have a gun."

"Still, some people recover faster than others. You have to be careful that you don't leave yourself in a position for an unexpected takedown from what *should* be a fallen opponent," Parker pointed out.

Jack just raised an eyebrow at her. "That's never been an issue. Unless you remember something I don't and you want to share it with me?" he asked, grinning at her in invitation.

Parker grinned wickedly. "Taking the Fifth. As always. You just wonder about that, Jack."

"I do. Luckily I've got a great imagination." He slung an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. "But I know it coudn't live up to the real thing."

"Flattery: the weapon that never needs time to reload. At least, not if you're you," Parker pointed out, leaning into him for a couple seconds, grinning. "Although in this case, you're damn right." She patted him on the cheek. "Suffer. It's good for you."

"Good for me and I kind of like it." He squeezed her shoulders again, then moved back to the alley, picking up the gun. "And if I'm going to get even better at handling my weapon," he snickered, "I'd better keep practicing."

"Make it perfect, Jack. Just like you are on your other weapons. And have fun." Parker went off to talk to Anders, still amused.

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