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Fic - Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent (1/1, AEW wrestling gen fic)
Title: Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent
Author: Red Fiona
Fandom: Wrestling
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they themselves do. This is not fiction. No money being made from this.
Characters: Darby Allin, Sting
Rating: PG-12 rated gen fic
Warnings: Mentions of off-screen drug use
Notes: Written for the 30 Day AU Challenge on the theme of Buddy Cop or Detective AU.
Summary: Darby knows they've given him a partner for this undercover mission for a reason, but he's surprised they've given him such a straight arrow as Sting. He's got no idea how Sting plans to infiltrate a biker bar.
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Starks was a loud-mouth braggart. The worst of it was, he was probably as good at being a detective as he thought he was. That was why the Bureau had put him and Hobbs (of course 'and Hobbs') on the drugs running case out of Jacksonville.
Darby, meanwhile, knows he looks like "the poster boy for tweakers" (thank you, Ricky Starks), and because of that, and the fact that he's actually good at his job, he's sure he'd ace this undercover mission in other circumstances, but he's been given the straightest arrow since Joe Friday as his partner. Darby understands why departmental policy is no-one goes undercover alone, but he knows how he's going to infiltrate the biker gang with a sideline in meth (or the meth gang with a sideline in bikes, opinion varies), but he has no idea how Sting plans to because the man radiates "don't mind me, I'm busy being responsible and good." Everyone knows he ought to be Bureau Chief and the only reason he isn't is because he doesn't want the job, because he doesn't want the IV antacids Taz says are required to cope with the agita that inevitably comes with it.
So while Jacksonville Vice (he'd love to say Starks and Hobbs took it as an insult, but they really didn't, changing their ringtones to give it some Jan Hammer had been their response) did their thing, Darby starts to go undercover. It takes time, slowly building up his character, but Darby plays his face as strong as he can. Sting turns up on the Friday. In a suit. In a biker bar.
It goes as well as expected.
"I just want a beer, alright." Sting straightens up and suddenly everyone in the bar realises that Sting is not a small man - not as big as several of the bikers, but serious enough that they aren't going to do anything.
So Sting has his one beer and leaves. Then comes back again the next week, same performance, same one beer.
Somehow it works. Darby spends more time in the bar, and he can feel them trying to suss him out, but they just accept Sting as a businessman who has to commute and uses the bar as a good place to break his trip, and maybe spends more time there than he intends, and more money, and more time and money on some of the girls.
It gives Sting a cover if he's seen checking in with Darby, and now Darby's seeing it in action, he understands why Sting went in the way he did. People are more concerned with the weird new guy who stands out than yet another tweaker, but they really don't think Sting's a cop. They're not sure what he is, and the question does take up a stupid amount of their brain power. It means they don't notice Darby, except to kick him occasionally, and use him to run little errands with payment in meth not money.
One of them must have seen Darby with Sting, one of the catch ups which now he's under, yeah, he really appreciates, and understands why the boss man insisted on, because it would be so easy to fall under all this. The next day, the largest biker, their third in command because the two leaders are smaller but sneakier, storms up to Darby, pulls him up by his collar till his legs are kicking in mid-air, "you leave Sting alone."
And that's the stupid thing, the bikers really are concerned that Darby is trying to lift Sting's wallet or something. The girls especially. The fictional character Sting had created had the traditional wife who didn't understand, who wanted the money that the job with the long hours and travelling brought but didn't want to cope with the being away from home that that brought. The girls were more than willing to lend Sting a shoulder to cry on. They'd have given him more but he always said no to the offers. "No, you don't understand," Tiffany-Jane said, "he really is only looking respectfully. A woman can tell."
Darby isn't sure how that slow (really, really slow) but steadily progressing investigation, because Darby wants to catch the big fish but not the poor souls who aren't doing anything but feeding their addiction, descends into him and Sting fighting their way through the gang and eventually Sting riding a monster truck over all their bikes.
He’s reasonably sure he heard maniacal laughter out of Sting while he was doing it. He definitely heard Taz laughing when he's told about it afterwards. In fact, he's not sure if Taz is ever going to stop laughing.
"Are you not surprised?" asked Darby. Because, see also, Straight Arrow Sting turning out to know three monster truck owners well enough to ask to borrow their pride and joys ...
"You do know he was like Californian trick surfing champion ... thirty, ... no forty years ago. You don't grow out of that kind of stupid," answered Taz when he came up for air from the laughter. “Ain’t nothing that man does gonna surprise me.”
Darby snorted in disbelief. Straight Arrow Sting surfs! No way!
Author: Red Fiona
Fandom: Wrestling
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they themselves do. This is not fiction. No money being made from this.
Characters: Darby Allin, Sting
Rating: PG-12 rated gen fic
Warnings: Mentions of off-screen drug use
Notes: Written for the 30 Day AU Challenge on the theme of Buddy Cop or Detective AU.
Summary: Darby knows they've given him a partner for this undercover mission for a reason, but he's surprised they've given him such a straight arrow as Sting. He's got no idea how Sting plans to infiltrate a biker bar.
~~~~
Starks was a loud-mouth braggart. The worst of it was, he was probably as good at being a detective as he thought he was. That was why the Bureau had put him and Hobbs (of course 'and Hobbs') on the drugs running case out of Jacksonville.
Darby, meanwhile, knows he looks like "the poster boy for tweakers" (thank you, Ricky Starks), and because of that, and the fact that he's actually good at his job, he's sure he'd ace this undercover mission in other circumstances, but he's been given the straightest arrow since Joe Friday as his partner. Darby understands why departmental policy is no-one goes undercover alone, but he knows how he's going to infiltrate the biker gang with a sideline in meth (or the meth gang with a sideline in bikes, opinion varies), but he has no idea how Sting plans to because the man radiates "don't mind me, I'm busy being responsible and good." Everyone knows he ought to be Bureau Chief and the only reason he isn't is because he doesn't want the job, because he doesn't want the IV antacids Taz says are required to cope with the agita that inevitably comes with it.
So while Jacksonville Vice (he'd love to say Starks and Hobbs took it as an insult, but they really didn't, changing their ringtones to give it some Jan Hammer had been their response) did their thing, Darby starts to go undercover. It takes time, slowly building up his character, but Darby plays his face as strong as he can. Sting turns up on the Friday. In a suit. In a biker bar.
It goes as well as expected.
"I just want a beer, alright." Sting straightens up and suddenly everyone in the bar realises that Sting is not a small man - not as big as several of the bikers, but serious enough that they aren't going to do anything.
So Sting has his one beer and leaves. Then comes back again the next week, same performance, same one beer.
Somehow it works. Darby spends more time in the bar, and he can feel them trying to suss him out, but they just accept Sting as a businessman who has to commute and uses the bar as a good place to break his trip, and maybe spends more time there than he intends, and more money, and more time and money on some of the girls.
It gives Sting a cover if he's seen checking in with Darby, and now Darby's seeing it in action, he understands why Sting went in the way he did. People are more concerned with the weird new guy who stands out than yet another tweaker, but they really don't think Sting's a cop. They're not sure what he is, and the question does take up a stupid amount of their brain power. It means they don't notice Darby, except to kick him occasionally, and use him to run little errands with payment in meth not money.
One of them must have seen Darby with Sting, one of the catch ups which now he's under, yeah, he really appreciates, and understands why the boss man insisted on, because it would be so easy to fall under all this. The next day, the largest biker, their third in command because the two leaders are smaller but sneakier, storms up to Darby, pulls him up by his collar till his legs are kicking in mid-air, "you leave Sting alone."
And that's the stupid thing, the bikers really are concerned that Darby is trying to lift Sting's wallet or something. The girls especially. The fictional character Sting had created had the traditional wife who didn't understand, who wanted the money that the job with the long hours and travelling brought but didn't want to cope with the being away from home that that brought. The girls were more than willing to lend Sting a shoulder to cry on. They'd have given him more but he always said no to the offers. "No, you don't understand," Tiffany-Jane said, "he really is only looking respectfully. A woman can tell."
Darby isn't sure how that slow (really, really slow) but steadily progressing investigation, because Darby wants to catch the big fish but not the poor souls who aren't doing anything but feeding their addiction, descends into him and Sting fighting their way through the gang and eventually Sting riding a monster truck over all their bikes.
He’s reasonably sure he heard maniacal laughter out of Sting while he was doing it. He definitely heard Taz laughing when he's told about it afterwards. In fact, he's not sure if Taz is ever going to stop laughing.
"Are you not surprised?" asked Darby. Because, see also, Straight Arrow Sting turning out to know three monster truck owners well enough to ask to borrow their pride and joys ...
"You do know he was like Californian trick surfing champion ... thirty, ... no forty years ago. You don't grow out of that kind of stupid," answered Taz when he came up for air from the laughter. “Ain’t nothing that man does gonna surprise me.”
Darby snorted in disbelief. Straight Arrow Sting surfs! No way!