Hellooooooooo (again) lol. I have something new for you (again) lol. :D I'm not sure if this counts as AU … I don't think it does? Or does it? I don't know lol.

Anyway! See you in the author's note at the bottom!

Disclaimer: TS isn't mine. It's been 10 years. We all know this by now. *glares*

NOTE: I came up with the title for this story off the top of my head so it may change later. I just really wanted to get this up before I went to bed lol.

Enjoy, I hope! :D

"Another job well done I see."

Tim couldn't help but smile at all the satisfaction in his boss' tone which he knew was directed at him. Jerry hardly ever seemed surprised anymore when his team came back early after completing missions. It was like he now expected that of him; to complete no less than two to three missions in the time that normal agents managed to finish just one.

And as such Jerry often referred to him as the greatest WOOHP agent he had ever had the honour of working for him and had awarded him with nearly every prestigious WOOHP spy award ever made in the span of the last thirty days.

His smile couldn't help but widen as he thought about what that meant to him. He couldn't even put it into words how much his job meant to him. Being able to be part of an agency that worked solely to make the world a better place by stopping evil before chaos struck. He honestly couldn't think of a more worthwhile cause for his existence than this and he knew that this was all he wanted to do with his life; be a WOOHP agent till the day he died.

"Thank you Jer," he said still smiling and Jerry responded with a nod and a smile that looked more like a grin on his face as he looked back at the young man before him with his eyes brimming over with pride.

He didn't have words to tell Tim how much he appreciated him, how much he valued what he brought to WOOHP. Never had he met a more dedicated agent in all his years of running WOOHP, nor one as intelligent or capable as he was.

When he had had him transferred from Paris to LA based on his service record just one month ago, he had anticipated that Tim would perform well but never had he expected such incredible results. Tim's influence on WOOHP's main branch had been massive to say the least.

Noting how Tim's partners, Clover McSell and Alexandra Vasquez's eyes were glued to him in awe as he stood there before him, Jerry knew he couldn't think of a single spy who didn't want to be like him or fight by his side. He had set the bar so high that it almost seemed unreal for one man to be so efficient, Never before had so many criminals been brought to justice nor so many cases been closed successfully. Never had WOOHP had better designed weapons to fight against evil with nor had crime rates ever been this low in the city.

And it was because of all of Tim's success that he now believed he had the perfect super agent that was capable of handling the one villain that had been a thorn in their side for years now.

His happiness faltered a bit as he thought about the criminal in question who had once been one of their own, one of their best before they chose to betray WOOHP and become an enemy. And ever since then they had done nothing but attack WOOHP and commit every possible act of evil known to mankind just to spite him for his decision to fire them from the agency after the truth of their actions came to light.

Sighing he recalled how their latest scheme had left the agents sent to capture them badly hurt, even killed and because of that he knew something had to be done to stop them before any more lives were lost or ruined due to their malicious actions.

And he knew if anyone had a shot at stopping this madness for good then it had to be Tim Scam.

And that was why he was going to assign him this mission of capturing that evildoer before they caused any more harm. Capturing them and bringing them to the WOOHP prisons, a place where they had not been locked up in for more than a few weeks total in the last three years being an expert in knowing how to always get out.

But after the upgrades Tim had helped him make to the security mainframe in the last few weeks, Jerry was curious to see if even they were going to be able to bust out so effortlessly. Something in his gut told him that they wouldn't which would finally end their evil charade. But first things first, they had to be arrested.

"Are you up for another mission Tim?" he asked leaving the man before him to smirk.

"You know the answer to that will always be yes," he said enthusiastically and Jerry smiled before opening a desk drawer and pulling out a criminal case file while hearing the blonde in the room let out a long, tired sigh, a complete opposite of Tim's reaction to the news of another incoming spy job that had to be done.

"But Jerry! We just had a mission and I'm so tired!" she whined. "Can't this wait until tomorrow?"

"Well lucky for you, this is a solo mission just for Tim," Jerry responded leaving her blue eyes to widen in interest.

"A solo mission?" she said slowly, crossing her arms over her chest and looking a little offended that Jerry felt the need to send her partner off without her and Alex to help him. Sure she was exhausted from the prior mission but she didn't want Tim to have to tackle a mission alone. What if someone happened to him? What if he was injured or worse killed?

Her eyes glanced sadly at her handsome partner and she couldn't help but feel her heart drop in her chest at the thought of losing him to some evil villain in the line of duty, something which was much more likely to happen in a solo mission than a partnered one. It would be a sad loss of such a cute guy to say the least especially since she hadn't even had a chance to date him yet despite her many attempts at trying to get him to go out with her.

And so she was about to demand that she be included in this mission at any cost. But that was only until she saw the name of the criminal written on top of the file that Jerry held in his hands. And the moment she did, she couldn't help but gulp and go pale as she exchanged glances with Alex who had also had the displeasure of dealing with the criminal in question in the past but also the good fortune granted to very few agents of getting away from them unharmed.

Simpson?

That was who Jerry wanted Tim to try and arrest? This was practically a suicide mission.

"This will be your most challenging mission yet…" Jerry said as he began to brief Tim on the menace he was about to face for the first time in his spy career and hopefully, but not likely for the last time. "The enemy you are about to face is the most lethal WOOHP has ever known," he cautioned."

"And what is the name of this enemy?" Tim asked, his interest now caught leaving Jerry to finally turn the file towards him on his desk so that he could read the last name stamped there in neat, red capital letters.

"…Simpson," he read out slowly as Jerry continued explaining the mission that awaited him.

"She once used to be a WOOHP agent just like Clover, Alex, and yourself…" Sighing he shook his head in disappointment as he thought for a moment back to her "good days" and then about how she had decided to waste her skills and talent by choosing the life of crime that she led now instead. "In fact she used to be an excellent spy until she went bad."

"…She?" Tim said slowly, slightly surprised that it was a female villainess that had Jerry looking so panicked and warning him that she was going to be his toughest obstacle yet. And he couldn't help but wonder why that was. Exactly how bad was this woman? And what exactly had she done?

Seeing all the confusion on Tim's face Jerry decided to just let him read her file. After all he didn't even know how to begin to explain the nuisance that Samantha Simpson was and had been for a long, long time now.

"She's a volatile enemy…" he said, cocking his head towards the folder on his desk, indicating for Tim to pick it up. "This may help you get a better sense of her."

"Well this is heavy…" Tim remarked as he now held the manila folder in his hands and couldn't help but notice how thick this particular file was, heavier than any he had ever been handed before.

Curiosity overtaking him, he opened the file and quickly flipped to the index to locate her criminal record. And when he did he was left with his eyes nearly popping out his sockets as they skimmed over this villain's list of committed crimes.

Various counts of homicide, aggravated assault, attempted murder, fraud, instigation and torture, escape and other offences relating to custody, impersonation, theft of weaponry, illegal use of weaponry, threats against associated personnel, conspiracy, demolition, participation in criminal organization, failure to comply with restraint orders...

The list went on for pages and pages and seemed to have no end in sight.

"Whoa…" he said, sounding stunned as his eyebrows shot up as he continued to take in the information in front of his eyes. "Her rap sheet is longer than Clover's list of ex-boyfriends!" he whispered incredulously.

A gasp left Clover's lips at that before she came over and stood next to him letting her eyes regard the contents of the folder which she had seen before with unimpressed eyes.

"Well … almost," she said rolling her eyes before she reached out and pulled the file down and away from Tim's eyes even though he was keenly focused on it and forced him to look at her instead.

When she had his attention she took a moment to take in the perfect face of her dreamy partner with lovesick eyes before speaking to him in a sultry drawl and sounding as seductive as she possibly could.

"You know that list of mine would not be so long if a certain someone gave me a chance," she said grinning at him flirtatiously.

"Oh good God…" she heard Jerry mutter in the background but she ignored him as she kept her eyes on Tim Scam who was just staring back at her wordlessly. But seeing that this was the longest he'd taken to outright run from her advances she couldn't help but feel hopeful that maybe this time he was going to give in to her.

But that hope only remained until he broke his silence with a small smirk on his lips a few seconds later.

"If N people are standing in a line, facing forward down the line then how many of them, on average, are able to say, "I am taller than everyone in front of me?"

"…"

Watching Clover's face screw up in disconnect at the logical problem he'd tossed at her off the top of his head, something which a college level person should be able to solve with ease, his smirk grew on his lips as took in how she stood there with her mouth open as if catching flies and looking as if her brain was literally falling apart into pieces inside the confines of her skull for a few moments before he let out a small chuckle and stepped away from her.

"Too slow, gotta go!" he said teasingly, smirking wider before he turned back to Jerry and quickly promised him that he could rest easy, that he would track down Simpson and personally drag her back to jail before she did anything else before he left the office to tackle his mission leaving behind a giggling Alex and an inflamed Clover.

"Ugh! He always does that!" she raged, kicking the spot where she stood angrily with her high heel once he'd left, hating how Tim always made her feel like she wasn't good enough for him just because she wasn't as book smart as he was.

"Oh give it up Clover!" Alex said still laughing at Clover's embarrassed, tomato red face at being rejected once more by Tim, a man on whom her regular methods and charms of temptation which worked on nearly all other men seemed to have absolutely no effect on. "You know you're not his type."

"And you are?!" Clover snapped, screaming like a banshee in outrage.

"Did I say I was?!" Alex snapped right back before shaking her head at Clover in a chastising way, as if to say that she should have known better than to attempt to make another pass at Tim Scam, their very much engaged and soon to be married spy partner.

"You know he's already found his ideal girl! I mean hello they are getting MARRIED in like a week!"

Clover couldn't help but pout at that before she protested with, "But he's not married yet! That means there is still hope!"

"Ch'ya right!" Alex muttered annoyed. "Hope for what? That Tim will suddenly go brain-dead and decide to marry you instead?!"

An incensed gasp left Clover's mouth again as she glared sharp daggers at the raven-haired girl insulting her endlessly. "How dare you suggest that for Tim to notice me, that he would have to be…"

Ignoring the two young women arguing over their male partner like angry vultures like they always did, Jerry thought of Tim Scam and silently wished him good luck in his quest to tackle Samantha Simpson.

Yet for the first time he couldn't help but feel that luck was not going to be needed. Feeling a small smirk of confidence grow on his face, Jerry could already sense justice heading Simpson's way swiftly.

At long last, she was finally about to meet her match.

"The auction will go as always…" a smirking redhead said as she sat at the head of the table in an underground warehouse.

Around her sat some of the most dangerous people from around the world, those that sought weapons to wreak havoc across the globe. The very weapons that she was more than happy to steal from WOOHP and provide to them as long as they beat the others out in offering her the highest amount of money for them.

"The highest bidder wins," she declared as she got up and walked into the other room to grab a box containing the first of many snatched goods she planned to offer to her buyers today. A heat ray capable of evaporating the Earth's oceans. The Evapoblaster. One that she had snuggled out of WOOHP just a few days ago.

For a long moment her emerald green eyes lingered on the gadget as she quietly admired the handiwork on it. Slightly trailing her red painted fingernails across the trigger of the ray she couldn't help but be impressed by the craftsmanship it had.

Whoever had made this had paid the utmost attention while developing it. The weapon was mechanically immaculate, a perfect creation. An evil smirk now stretched across her glossed lips. And thanks to its creator she was now going to be a very rich woman.

She was just about to turn back around and walk back to her buyers when the loud sound of the warehouse's door being kicked down aggressively and then screams and sounds of mass panic suddenly caught her attention.

Unable to help but wonder what on earth was going on, she quickly ran to where all the commotion was taking place only to stop short with a gasp as she saw what was now happening.

Her business partners were now no longer sitting comfortably in their places while they waited for her to return and the weapons auction to commence as they had been when she'd left. Instead they were now all shouting in pain as they were being bludgeoned black and blue at the hands of a sudden, unexpected intruder.

And she couldn't help but gasp in alarm as she wondered who would dare to come here and interrupt her auction.

Angered beyond words, she growled in rage as she reached into the pocket of her black trench coat and quickly closed her fingers around the small handgun that was hidden there. Pulling it out, her eyes zeroed in on the man who was singlehandedly snapping her buyers' bones as of they were made of licorice.

Recognizing the solid navy spy uniform with silver accents that he wore on his body from her "spy days", she realized that she was dealing with a male spy from none other than WOOHP itself. And the moment she noticed that, she couldn't help but be intrigued.

Taking in his, tall, broad, well-built figure as he handled the five men he was defeating with ease, she found herself wanting to at least see the face of this agent before she shot him dead.

Because she had to admit he had spunk to come here all by himself and try to ruin things for her and rough up her buyers like this. And she always did admire gallantry even if it was misguided.

Watching him roughly grab the collar of one of the men he had beaten nearly to the brink of death, she took in the sound of his husky, deeply masculine voice as he hissed out angrily.

"Now who is your supplier? Speak before I kill you."

"Oh don't waste your time with him…" she said unable to handle her curiosity any longer over who this man was. She was sure she had never met him before. If she had, she felt she would remember him.

Watching him freeze and his ear twitch visibly from where she stood a few feet just behind him, she smirked widely knowing he had heard her as she prepared to set her eyes upon the face of the agent she was about to murder for trying to get in her way like so many of his kind had foolishly attempted to before him.

"It's me that you're looking for..." she drawled while tossing her gun up and down behind her back as she waited for him to turn around and show her his face before she pulled the trigger and pumped his muscular body full of bullets and sent him back to Jerry in a bundle of neatly packed bloody, dismembered body parts.

But the moment he turned his head around to look at her, the smirk on her lips vanished entirely as her eyes widened and her jaw nearly dropped open at the sight of his face.

To say that the he was handsome would be a vast understatement. She found that from his drop dead gorgeous face to his perfectly chiseled male physique, that try as she might … she just couldn't stop staring at him.

"Damn… he's hot," she thought to herself as she stood there frozen as she took in the perfect beauty of the man before her. His dark chestnut hair, the strands falling somewhat messily across the smooth skin of his tan forehead, his full, luscious looking lips, his high cheekbones that flaunted themselves in the dim lighting around him, his sharp, square jawline that looked as if it could effortlessly cut diamonds in half, and last but definitely not least those eyes, those stunning blue green, sea foam eyes of his, that literally left shivers roaming up and down her spine like a lightning rod.

As she stood there gaping at him speechless still as he glared at her hatefully with no lack of venom in his stormy eyes directed at her, her heart thundered inside her chest in a way that it had never had before. She had never felt more alive than she did in this moment as she was unable to peel her eyes away from him, him the most stunning man that she had ever seen.

Then slowly she found herself smirking again as she licked her red lips almost hungrily as kept watching him unblinkingly knowing that whoever he was … he had definitely caught her eye.

And suddenly killing him was the last thing on her mind.

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Gonna stop there for now.

So I'm sure you can tell by now but this is kinda a "role reversal" between Sam and Scam with Scam on the good side and Sam on the bad side. It's literally them switching spots. I've been wanting to write something like this for a while now tbh.

Anyway! Should I continue this? Any thoughts? Please leave me a review and let me know!

The good news is that this was going to be a long oneshot but I changed my mind so if you guys do seem to like what I have here so far, I can probably update it again really soon seeing it's already all planned out. :D Woot! Woot! Lol.

It all depends on your reactions! So please, let me know what you think! ^_^

Bye for now,

Cresenta!