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Seeking another sort of book, Fraser enters the library, smiling.

"Good morning, Miss Parker," he says. "Are you the only aide in today?"

Parker nodded, her usual smile dimmed a little. "So far. We're pretty flexible about this sort of thing, it's whoever gets here first. How can I help you?"

"I was actually hoping to borrow another book," he says, tucking his hat under his arm. "How are you today?"

Parker managed to roll her eyes at herself. No reason to take her mood out on the cutie-pie. "Not great." Bunnynapping and Darla; at least she could mention one of them. "Did you hear about the attack in town last night? My friend Vala is in the clinic because of it."

"I did not," Fraser says, frowning. "Your friend was attacked in town? How is she doing? How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. I got there when it was over. Janet Fraiser got bruises and cracked ribs. Vala Mal Doran is in the clinic with a stab wound." Parker shuddered suddenly, remembering Darla's face. She could be nonchalant up to a point; but that bitch was still terrifying, in retrospect. "A vampire named Darla attacked them and two other girls."

"A vampire?" That's a new one for Fraser so it takes him a moment to process this. "That's terrible. Let me know if there's anything I can do."

"Sure," Parker said half-heartedly, then shook herself. "Book. You wanted a book. What kind, Constable?"

He looks at her closely. "I'm sorry have come at such a bad time," he says quietly. "The book can wait."

Okay, now that's embarassing. She's in enough of a funk that the Mountie feels sorry for her. "No, really, I can get it for you. Ignore my mood. I just have too much to think about." She pulled out her best smile. "Seriously. Let me help?"

"Are you sure?" Fraser asks, frowning slightly. "It would be no problem for me to ask for the assistance of one of the other library aides if you'd rather I do that."

"I'm sure."And the smile becomes more genuine. "Though I appreciate your thoughtfulness, Constable."

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"Very well," Fraser says, nodding. "I'm actually interested in books on American military. I'm somewhat familiar with the military but would like to know more."

Parker checked the file quickly, then said, "355. Over by the study area, there. Are you looking for something more specific? History, or biography?"

"History most likely," Fraser clarifies, smiling.

"Well, I know where that is," Parker said, coming out from behind the counter, and weaving her way past the study area. "Aeryn Sun's been in there off and on. Lee Adama, too. We do have quite a few military and going-to-be-military types here. Any particular reason for the interest?"

"I guess you could say I'm curious for a variety of mundane reasons," Fraser answers. "Call it extracircular studying."

"Always fun." Parker reached up on ther tip-toes, and tilted a book down from the highest shelf. "Army Historical Series American Military History. (http://www.army.mil/cmh-pg/books/amh/amh-toc.htm) And, The History Guy. (http://www.army.mil/cmh-pg/books/amh/amh-toc.htm) These should help." She handed them over, cocking an eyebrow at him before heading back to the counter. "You know, Dean Washburn was military. She'd probably be a good person to talk to."

"Thank you kindly," he says, taking the books and scanning the front covers. "And yes, the dean did mention being military when I was introduced to her. Very radical career change, going from military to dean of faculty at a local high school." Fraser stops, smiling at himself. "Though I should be the one to talk, right?"

Parker laughed, her mood starting to lighten a little. "Our Veep was a doctor. And I don't *know* what Professor Dream was. I don't think anyone here is 'traditional.' The Dean's cool, though. She's going to be our sponsor for the Gun Club this semester." She took the books, and his card, and checked them out.

He smiles at her. "I do hope your friend is all right, Miss Parker. Please let me know if there's anything I can do," he says.

She softened a little, and handed him the books. "Thanks. If I think of something, you'll be my first call." She sighed. "Take it easy, Constable."

"And you take care, Miss Parker." He nods once, puts his hat on his head, picks up his books and leaves the library.

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