GHOST OF A CHANCE
A Halloween Story
DISCLAIMER: The characters are owned by Warner Bros. And Shoot The Moon Productions.
The story is mine for everyone's entertainment
TIME FRAME: Third Season- Fall of the Year
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Tensions are tight between the two partners as a Halloween Party at the American
Embassy is the focus for our tale.
PART I
"Almost Halloween again. Boy, the time went fast," thought Amanda, busily completing interim
letters due on some of the older cases.
When she heard Lee come in the Q Bureau door, Amanda deliberately avoided eye contact with
him. The tension between them was volatile, mostly due to hurtful words said in haste without
thinking on either of their parts.
Anne had come back into Lee's life about a month ago, inadvertently causing part of the awkwardness
between Lee and his partner.
Up until that point, the closeness between them was building. They had started dating, and even flirted
on occasion. Lee had dated Anne before he met Amanda for nearly a year, before they went their
separate ways. Anne was head over heels with a fellow school teacher, or so she thought. They got
married but the marriage didn't work out. Anne looked to Lee as a good friend, with hopefulness
of romance developing.
Lee was polite to Anne, more as a brother than a "girlfriend interest". He had asked her to dinner as a
friendly gesture, not really concentrating on the evening at hand, his mind always wandering back to
Amanda. Amanda had initially showed jealousy , but once she got to know her, regarded her as a
friend.
Most of the painful remarks were uttered by Lee against Amanda's friend, Steve Kramer. She had
begun dating Steve right after a major case was solved in which the services of the C. I. A. as well
as the Agency were needed.
Steve was a C. I. A. operative, and very competent. Lee decided he didn't like him early on. He wasn't
as tolerant of him , as Amanda was with Anne.
Lee's phone rang causing Amanda to jump, startled, and look directly into Lee's hazel eyes, where she
saw only longing and sorrow. "Oh, hi, Anne, yeah, I'll pick you up at 7:30 p.m. tomorrow night for the
party. Yeah, sure, dinner tonight, around 7:00 p.m., o.k.,see you then. Bye."
Amanda busied herself with more letters, mostly to avoid eye contact with Lee. A little while later, the
phone rang again, this time at Amanda's desk. Steve was calling, confirming what time to pick her up
for the Halloween party at the American Embassy, 7:45 p.m. would be fine."
The rest of the afternoon was spent in silence. When quitting time approached, Amanda hurried out
the door, murmuring a quick "goodnight". Lee looked toward the Q door, and put his head in his hands
in loneliness and frustration.
Lee opened the door to his apartment for Anne promptly at 7:00 p.m. He had steaks ready to grill, and
baked potato. "Mmm, smells good," said Anne. "The salad's are almost ready," Lee was busy in the
kitchen. "Have a seat."
"Lee, can we talk for a couple of minutes?" Anne had an important matter to discuss. "Yeah, sure.
I haven't put the steaks on yet," Lee responded.
"What's up, Anne?" he asked, as he sat beside her.
"I think there is an issue we need to talk about, Lee. Tomorrow night will be my last night out with you."
"Why, Anne?" Lee looked puzzled. "Because you are head over heels in love, Scarecrow. Your mind,
heart, and actions convey this fact, something, that obviously you choose to ignore, or are too scared to
admit to her," Anne explained. "What are you talking about?" Lee chuckled.
"Lee, don't do this, not with me, this is Anne you're talking to, remember. How long have you been
in love with Amanda, Lee?" Anne said quietly. "and don't bother to deny it, it's quite obvious.
Lee's demeanor sobered considerably. "Since the first day I met her, unconsciously, and in the past
year , I can't think of anyone else," Le confessed. "I'm sorry, Anne, love goes that way sometime.
I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Why don't you tell her? She deserves that much. She's a wonderful, caring woman. Don't keep her
in the dark anymore." Anne replied sincerely.
"I've been afraid to say anything, and now she's going out with Steve Kramer. What can I do?"
he was frustrated. "Tell her, Lee, as soon as possible, life is too short." "Thanks, Anne, what can I
say?" "Be happy, Lee, that's all that matters. Now, let's eat. I'm starving."
A Halloween Story
DISCLAIMER: The characters are owned by Warner Bros. And Shoot The Moon Productions.
The story is mine for everyone's entertainment
TIME FRAME: Third Season- Fall of the Year
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Tensions are tight between the two partners as a Halloween Party at the American
Embassy is the focus for our tale.
PART I
"Almost Halloween again. Boy, the time went fast," thought Amanda, busily completing interim
letters due on some of the older cases.
When she heard Lee come in the Q Bureau door, Amanda deliberately avoided eye contact with
him. The tension between them was volatile, mostly due to hurtful words said in haste without
thinking on either of their parts.
Anne had come back into Lee's life about a month ago, inadvertently causing part of the awkwardness
between Lee and his partner.
Up until that point, the closeness between them was building. They had started dating, and even flirted
on occasion. Lee had dated Anne before he met Amanda for nearly a year, before they went their
separate ways. Anne was head over heels with a fellow school teacher, or so she thought. They got
married but the marriage didn't work out. Anne looked to Lee as a good friend, with hopefulness
of romance developing.
Lee was polite to Anne, more as a brother than a "girlfriend interest". He had asked her to dinner as a
friendly gesture, not really concentrating on the evening at hand, his mind always wandering back to
Amanda. Amanda had initially showed jealousy , but once she got to know her, regarded her as a
friend.
Most of the painful remarks were uttered by Lee against Amanda's friend, Steve Kramer. She had
begun dating Steve right after a major case was solved in which the services of the C. I. A. as well
as the Agency were needed.
Steve was a C. I. A. operative, and very competent. Lee decided he didn't like him early on. He wasn't
as tolerant of him , as Amanda was with Anne.
Lee's phone rang causing Amanda to jump, startled, and look directly into Lee's hazel eyes, where she
saw only longing and sorrow. "Oh, hi, Anne, yeah, I'll pick you up at 7:30 p.m. tomorrow night for the
party. Yeah, sure, dinner tonight, around 7:00 p.m., o.k.,see you then. Bye."
Amanda busied herself with more letters, mostly to avoid eye contact with Lee. A little while later, the
phone rang again, this time at Amanda's desk. Steve was calling, confirming what time to pick her up
for the Halloween party at the American Embassy, 7:45 p.m. would be fine."
The rest of the afternoon was spent in silence. When quitting time approached, Amanda hurried out
the door, murmuring a quick "goodnight". Lee looked toward the Q door, and put his head in his hands
in loneliness and frustration.
Lee opened the door to his apartment for Anne promptly at 7:00 p.m. He had steaks ready to grill, and
baked potato. "Mmm, smells good," said Anne. "The salad's are almost ready," Lee was busy in the
kitchen. "Have a seat."
"Lee, can we talk for a couple of minutes?" Anne had an important matter to discuss. "Yeah, sure.
I haven't put the steaks on yet," Lee responded.
"What's up, Anne?" he asked, as he sat beside her.
"I think there is an issue we need to talk about, Lee. Tomorrow night will be my last night out with you."
"Why, Anne?" Lee looked puzzled. "Because you are head over heels in love, Scarecrow. Your mind,
heart, and actions convey this fact, something, that obviously you choose to ignore, or are too scared to
admit to her," Anne explained. "What are you talking about?" Lee chuckled.
"Lee, don't do this, not with me, this is Anne you're talking to, remember. How long have you been
in love with Amanda, Lee?" Anne said quietly. "and don't bother to deny it, it's quite obvious.
Lee's demeanor sobered considerably. "Since the first day I met her, unconsciously, and in the past
year , I can't think of anyone else," Le confessed. "I'm sorry, Anne, love goes that way sometime.
I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Why don't you tell her? She deserves that much. She's a wonderful, caring woman. Don't keep her
in the dark anymore." Anne replied sincerely.
"I've been afraid to say anything, and now she's going out with Steve Kramer. What can I do?"
he was frustrated. "Tell her, Lee, as soon as possible, life is too short." "Thanks, Anne, what can I
say?" "Be happy, Lee, that's all that matters. Now, let's eat. I'm starving."