So this is what happens when one of your avid readers and fellow writers asks for a Meter story and your iPod is on shuffle. Also, I have been talking about having a musical BOP episode with a friend of mine, (she thinks it's a bad idea, but I love it.) This is going to be all Meter, and there will be some music involved. So plug your stereos into your eyeballs and prepare for some musical Body of Proof.

[Brought to you by the letter P; also brought to you by the number 3.]

Disclaimer: You all know the drill! I don't own this show…blah blah blah…

Megan was sitting in her office filling out some forms per usual, just singing a song rather softly to herself. Occasionally at one specific verse or chord, she'd move her fingers in such a way, and Peter had wanted to tell her something for the past five minutes, but all he could do at the moment was stand there in her doorway.

"Can I help you with something, Peter?" She asked, keeping her focus on her papers without looking up. After her statement, she went back to singing softly.

"I didn't know you liked to sing." Peter exclaimed, moving closer to Megan's desk. "And, here are those samples you asked for. Also, is there any particular reason why you wanted a hair sample from EVERY male member of Hannah's family?"

"I just like to be thorough…" Megan began, reading a medical report from an autopsy. "And I am no Aretha Franklin, but I can carry a tune in a bucket. Why are you so interested with my singing?" She was now curious as to why he was so curious, and she now looked up at him.

"I just…I never heard you sing before. That's all." Peter said, smiling. Megan looked at him with a particular look, knowing that wasn't all; and she was determined to figure out what it really was. "Mmhmm…" she began. "Thank you for the samples, Peter. You can go now if there's nothing else." Peter nodded and began to leave, kind of frustrated at himself for not asking her what he originally wanted to ask her.

"Oh, Peter" Megan began, just catching him at the doorway. "What was it you wanted to ask me?" Peter cocked an eyebrow. "Just about the…samples… Why?" He asked; he kicked himself mentally. "Oh, you just looked like you had something on your mind." Megan smiled at him, and looked up at him just to finish her statement, before going back to her work. Peter left Megan's office, and as soon as he did, Megan leaned back in her chair smiling, and began to play with her hair for a moment while she waited.

"5-4-3-2-" she counted, one hand messing with her hair while the other played with the pen she bit down on.

"Oh, Megan…" Peter was back in her office, asking her that damned question. "What took you so long, Peter?" She asked sarcastically, before letting him continue. "Megan, I go to a local bar some nights, and occasionally they do karaoke. I know this Friday evening they are going to have it…would you like to go with me?"

Megan smiled at Peter, delighted he would ask such a thing; and to ask her, of all people. "I believe Lacey is spending that evening with Todd, so I should be free. I'll meet you there around 10?"

"Well I was…" Peter thought it over for a moment. "10 sounds great. Can't wait to hear you sing…"Peter then left her office, leaving her to her own devices. "Hmm…drinks and karaoke with Peter…this sounds interesting…wait. He wants me to sing? This could be a problem…" Megan bit down on her pen harder and stood up, as she began pacing around her office, debating on what she was going to do.

…

"Lacey, I don't care if you don't want to go stay with your father this weekend; he has the legal right to see you too!" Megan said into the phone to her daughter. "Well, sure you can stay with me, honey. What do you mean he doesn't WANT you over there?" She was now furious. Not with Lacey, but with her ex-husband Todd. He had always been an ass, but this one really topped the charts. "Ok honey, you can stay with me. Only, I'm going to be out late on Friday, so I'll call to make sure you have your homework done and are ready for bed. Ok, that's fine. Yes, darling I have a date…no it's not with Derek. I'm just going out for drinks with Peter. Yes, Peter from work…no we aren't seeing each other. You go with grandma now and behave. I love you too, Lacey. Good-bye."

Megan hung up the phone and then realized she was going to have to have a prayer meeting with Todd. Until then, she needed to find something to wear on Friday…

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