-Author Note One:
Hello everyone who chooses to give this story a chance. I am writing for a form of stress release and my enjoyment so you if you do not like what I am writing please don't read. I wanted to warn you now that my spelling and the way I write some things may suck butt. I have dyslexia and ADHD so some things may not make since. For that I apologize. I will try to the best of my ability to fix any mistakes but some may slip my notiest. I will welcome any ideas and please point out and SPELLING or GRAMMAR mistakes. Updates for this story will come when I can get them done and edited. I am a mother a special needs toddler and am also battling my own issues. Please be patient with me.
So that is all, Enjoy.
-Author Note Two:
Lizzy and Reds ages and some time lines are different here in this story then in the show. Lizzy is 25 Dembe is 35 and Red is 46 years old once the story gets going. Sam is 10 years older then Red. I'm creating my own little world that is similar but also very Different from the show. So Disclaimer. All characters beside Ajax are not mine. Though Ajax does take the place of Hudson but that is besides the point. They are owner by other people and companies. I make no money or whatever off this story.
The Scarred Angel The Haunted Demon And The Smelly Beast
Chapter One: The Very Beginning.
Agent Keen has lived a some what hard and defiantly traumatic life. Not that you would know it just by looking at her. She was the best at hiding behind a happy smile and sweet disposition when inside she was howling with rage or sobbing in grief. She was great at being a hard ass to get what she wanted. She was also fantastic at lying and to this day hasn't been caught by anyone but her adopted brother and best friend. She doesn't count him. The bastard somehow cheated every time he'd caught her!
Anyways, Agent Keen is a complicated person and it was all thanks to her child hood.
It always comes back to the child hood doesn't it? Not that she had a completely navigate one. There were good things that came before or after the bad.
She only remembered a bit of her early childhood. She remembers a smiling woman who would push her on a swing and sing her to sleep. She remembered a man with a horrible temper towards the woman but who loved his little girl more then anything in the world. He taught her how play flash light tag and would have the most fantastic tea party before nap time.
Then one day they were gone.
She was only four years old when the house fire happened. No one could tell her how it was started. All she was told was she was found unconscious by Sam Scott, a family friend, in the front yard. She had only been twenty five feet away from the blazing inferno that had once been her home.
What she remembered was people fighting. Their yelling waking her up in the middle of the night. She was standing at the top of the stair case when a woman appeared at the bottom of the stairs and told her to run and hide. From the back of closet were she had hidden herself she saw the flames and breathed in the smoke. She remembered being terrified until a man with a kind face and a deep calming voice took her from the closet and out of the burning house. She passed out from pain shortly after getting out.
Once she was released from the hospital, after being treated for a nasty third degrees burn on her arm, she was sent to live with Sam. Who adopted her and raised her the best he could. She never told anyone what she remembered or the fact that she remembers the face of the man who saved her. Even after she was in the academy and realized her hero was number four of the F.B.I's most wanted list she never told a soul.
When she was thirteen years old she fell in with a really bad crowed whose leader was a nineteen year old high school drop out named Nathen. It was two and a half year of pure hell for poor Sam as he watched his daughter go down the same road he did before the navy whipped him into shape. Lizzy started to swear, dress differently, smoking pot, get into fights, and rarely came home unless Sam found her or she stumbled in on her own at 3:00 in the morning. She learned how to hot wire cars, pit pocket without being caught, sell drugs and how to create fake ids.
Eventually she hit rock bottom. She was caught for the third time smoking on school grounds. Her principle suspended her for a week. Suspension turned in to expulsion and being arrested for assault against her principle. Once she was brought home from the police station, Sam threatened to send her to military / boarding school in New York if she didn't get her shit together.
She had never seen Sam so angry and after seeing the application for said school, she realized he was dead serious. She began to shape up. She did her court appointed three hundred and fifty hours of community service, stopped hanging out with the wrong people, stopped doing drugs, stopped swearing and all other illegal activities. Once she began a new school, she buckled down and focused completely on school and keeping herself out of trouble and away from temptation.
Unfortunately Nathen did not take her avoidances well.
One rainy day, Liz had stayed late to work on a project with some of her fellow students. She was on her way to meet Sam at a diner a few blocks from school when she was snagged off the side walk and chucked into the back of a van. By the time Sam realized something was wrong with his now sixteen year old daughter and called for help, it was nearly too late. After searching for hours, The police and old friends of Sam's finally found Liz. She was unconscious in a alley behind the very diner she was supposed to have dinner with her father. She was beaten so badly she was nearly unrecognizable. She suffered from a fractured skull, dislocated jaw and both sholderers, six broken ribs, a punctured lung, and both her legs were broken. She flat lined once on the was to the hospital and twice while she was in surgery but she miraculously survived. She spent a month in the hospital before being released into her fathers care.
During her stay in the hospital, the ones responsible for her injuries where found dead in a abandoned warehouse three towns over. Not that the news made her feel better. Liz had become scared of her own shadow, refused to leave her house (even to go to physical therapy to help her walk again.) and had such bad nightmares she would refuse to sleep for days. Only getting some form of rest when her body gave out on her and shut down. She also refused to eat and eventually became unresponsive.
Sam was at his wits end and was about to have her hospitalized. He made a last ditch effort and called a friend who said he would send someone to help. Three days later, Lizzy's unwanted savior showed up in the form of a larger then life, take no shit black man named Dembe. Right away he walked up the stair, opened Lizzy's door and stated in clear but heavy accented English,
"Hello Elizabeth . My name is Dembe and I'm here to help you help yourself. While I am here I am your physical and emotions therapist, your nutritionist, your body guard, your best friend and your worst enemy. Once I get you walking and strong again I'm going to teach you how to defend yourself. I except you to listen and do as I say without give me any shit. Any questions? "
No truer words had ever been spoken. For the next eleven months with much pushing and prodding (Dembe) and eventually a lot of bitching and determination (Lizzy) things got better. The nightmare stopped. She began to eat and, with the help of physical therapy, started to walk. Once she could walk on her own with out any problems, she began learning self defense. She became more confident in herself she started going out around town and then went back to school on her own. By the time Dembe went back home a bond of friendship and sibling love had formed. Thanks to Dembe she became a stronger person, which would help her much later in life.
Years went by. Lizzy graduated high school with full honors and a scholarship to a school in New York. She vacationed over seas with Dembe for a month before moving herself to New York . Two years after she started collage she met Tom Keen. She took a chance and let him in past her defenses. They married after only knowing And dating each other for nine months. Shorty after Liz graduated collage, they moved to Washington DC before she started the academy.
The happy couple were not meant to be however. Three weeks before their forth year anniversary Liz came home early, excited to share her news about getting a job as a profiler with the FBI, and caught Tom cheating on her. After a very violent fight that left him getting a police escort to the hospital to have a nasty dog bite and dislocated jaw treated and herself with a very pleased 100lb giant schnauzer puppy, a trashed house, and a black eye plus a badly bruise left hand.
Now two weeks later, Liz was about to start a new chapter in her life. Tomorrow she was going to start her new job and got clearance to bring her personal protection dog Ajax to work with her. Her best friend was coming to Washington DC to stay with her for a bit, and after work she had a meeting with her and Toms lawyers to sign divorce papers. Everything was getting back on track.
Little did she know a wrench was going to be thrown into feel good plans in the form of a man she hadn't seen in twenty year.
