Disclaimer: Since this story is dedicated to cHiMer for his birthday present (DECEMBER 31at --- and no it doesn't suck, according to him) I will copy his disclaimers for his amusement. Enjoy.

The REAL disclaimer (not really): NO ONE GIVES A FREAKIN' DAMN!!!!!!!!!!

Ok. I'm good.

This is the sequel to The Stalker and the Prey. You HAVE to read that first in order to understand this--- sorry.

Summary: She's an innocent, single, sweet, and kind virgin who is dedicated to WOOHP. Strangers would think so seeing her at a desk, finally being back after missing for eight years. But others who know her would think, what a bunch of bullshit.

"When is my mommy coming back?"

"Soon. Don't worry you two—your mommy and your daddy will come back soon."

"No! I want her now!"

"They'll be back soon."

"No… no… no…" She stared at the child who fell asleep crying. And she felt her tears falling too, since she didn't know when his mommy would come back, or when his dad would be let out of prison.

She didn't know for sure, but something told her that they wouldn't be back for a long time.

SEARCH: Jacqueline Donohaven Serard

Name identified.

Jacqueline Donohaven, born in San Francisco, California, was born as an only child…

Mother deceased. Father missing for seventeen years.

Jonathan's eyes narrowed. They were good, he had to admit. Files on them, their families, all made from scratch. They even had their own page, on their kids and their birthdays and etc.

They were smart enough to make sure any other relationships they might have had, parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, were dead, so there was no way of getting them.

He growled, staring at the woman outside his glass doors, waiting for her … evaluation by him.

You little bitch… you've caused me too much trouble these past years… Instead of focusing on my promotion, Jerry has been intent on finding you all these years.

He smirked.

But not anymore. He'll never have to focus on anything else every again, if I can keep you under control.

He opened the doors with a push of a button, closing the windows on his computer and deleting the files.

His blue eyes, a midnight stormy color, watched her as she walked into his office, it being smaller than Jerry's, but bigger than the others.

"Sit Samantha." His voice was hard and strained to be nice. He wanted this bitch dead, even though Scam supposedly tricked her.

No… if I want her out of my way, I have to get her up and working again…

But what if she gets in the way of my promotion? He thought, motioning her to sit down. She was brilliant wasn't she? A superspy once! What if she gets in my way?

"I doubt you can be a superspy right now, having kids and all." He had changed the tone of his voice, to make it lighter and more understanding of her situation. "Unless you want to undergo extensive training, which might take a few months which we don't have." He looked right into her eyes. "See, many of our spies have gone missing, but we were hoping you could help us." His eyes ran over her body, leaving her shuddering in disgust. "We suspect Tim Scam of doing it."

Her eyebrows furrowed, but she went back to her indifferent face, as if she was taking in the information.

That's not possible. He said he would stop being evil.

"We want you to give us all the information you can on him."

All I have to do, Sam thought, is gain his trust. Attack when they have Tim under extreme supervision, when they have me under supervision.

"By the way…" He smirked. "Where are your kids?"

She looked away.

His smirk grew. "It's okay. If I had kids with a criminal who lied to me and tricked me for eight years, I would abandon them too."

She crossed her arms and nodded, looking at him.

I need to use her, so she's on my side. Jonathan thought as he stared at her again. If she's with me, there's no way she will get in my way of my promotion. Then I can put her in jail or let her die for all I care.

"So… Scam…?"

"I… thought he was hiding something from me. Not really, but just… something was wrong." She shrugged and her eyes locked with his. "I guess this was it."

"Ah… and did he do anything suspicious? Leave at night, receive phone calls, etc.?"

"He did come home late some nights, but I called his office and they could account for him being there."

They probably have all this information already, and are poking at me so that they can see if it matches with what they have. No matter, I'll just tell them the truth.

If you looked really closely, you could see Jonathan frowning, but he reverted to his impassive face before anyone noticed.

But I did see that Jonathan. I'm right aren't I?

"Anything else?"

Hah! You think you can win Jonathan? In that case, you're completely and utterly wrong.

"Um…" She looked as if she was thinking back for memories, but in reality, she was making up lies. "He did get phone calls, and I checked his caller ID, you know, to see what was up with him… but nothing suspicious. In the first few years, I was doing this and I called back from anonymous numbers, hiding my real voice, to see who he was calling. I tested the people on the other side and… they sounded like normal people."

Jonathan nodded. Dammit, all of this matches with what we found. She doesn't know that Tim Scam isn't even under suspicion.

You think I'm a moron Jonathan?Sam thought, inwardly smirking.I wasn't the best in my grade for nothing…

"All right. Thank you for helping us."

Haha. You have nothing on me, do you Jonathan?

"As for your position here in WOOHP… it'll take a few months for your training, but—"

"I've been training for the last few years Jonathan. I'm sure I'll be fine."

Jonathan's eyes almost narrowed, but he kept himself from revealing his true emotions.

That's very suspicious Samantha… all this training? Were you the one who—

No… we've kept tabs on you for a few months now, to make sure you were the real Samantha Simpson and Tim Scam… your actions have been recorded, and nothing you did puts you under suspicion for those murders!

"Is that so? That's fine but…"

I need to keep you here with me.

"I'd rather have you here. Security purposes, no offense. Seeing as that bastard tricked you, it wasn't your fault now was it? But for the sake of WOOHP and all who work here…"

"Oh." She nodded. "I understand."

You lying, cheating son of a bitch. She thought to herself in anger, while on the outside she was smiling as if she understood his reasons.

"You're smart, I've been told. You can help me, right here." As if, I just need to make sure you're doing nothing wrong.

"Why thank you, it's an honor." What a bunch of bullshit.

So… yea.

This chapter and this story is written as a birthday present for cHiMer,an awesome friend and co-writer of mine. He's the one who wrote Twist of Fate, which you should all read and review. :p

Happy birthday! (Decemeber 31st

If you don't understand any of this, just tell me and I'll try to explain whatever is confusing you.

Please review. I hope you enjoy this as much as I loved writing it.

Love,

Ivy