From the moment he realized he was in love with Amanda King, Lee wanted their first time together to be special… well, the Stetson special. Soft lights, nice dinner, wine, maybe some dancing to soft music. He would be in control. She would be hesitant and coy. How could he have imagined that their first time would be a passionate, fear driven, coupling on a pullout couch in a dingy home for the traveler? No smooth romantic words, or clever lines. They simply looked at each other across the scarred wooden table for just a moment and it all came so clear. Each of them terrified that this might be the last moment to savor what they had just found. Instead of the usual "look what I can do" slick moves of the Scarecrow, this was the impassioned longing of two people trying to memorize every inch of each other in case what they had was to be taken from them forever. His dream of slipping Amanda out of that beautiful black gown that he held in memory through some lonely nights, fell apart as he gently removed her white blouse and jeans to find her plain cotton underthings, but still he was driven with a desire he had never known before. He was not in charge for even a moment as Amanda stripped him of his dirty traveling clothes with an expertise that left him stunned. They weren't quiet, they weren't gentle, but they read each other's thoughts and wishes just as they did in the field. And it was perfect.