There was always more to the story, the world wasn't black and white, never judge a book by it's cover...the list went on. But as an agent, some of those sayings, the ones that said stuff along the lines of 'more than meets the eye', were dangerous.
You couldn't afford to look at the world and see gray. You couldn't afford to get to know someone beyond that initial first glance. There was only good and evil. You were either fighting to protect the rights of the free world or fighting to take them away. There was no gray.
There had been cases, where an agent had gone beyond what was expected or looked past the rules and regulations and found gray. Sometimes, sometimes the cases went well. The agent was able to help guide their nemesis back to the light. To good. And that was really great. It was. But...more often than not, finding the gray in a world that was supposed to be black and white was problematic. The agent would sympathize, they wouldn't fight as hard, hold back. Their opponent would eventually pick up on this and, more often than not, use it to their advantage and destroy the agent.
And sometimes, a rare, weird thing would occur. Agent and scientist would blur everything together. Black, white, gray, everything, and fall for each other. It wasn't unheard of, but it caused an enormous amount of paperwork for the home office. So, to make things easier, a new rule was enforced among the agencies. Getting too close to your nemesis equaled termination.
It was a simple, easy rule. It made sense, after all, how could one do their job if they were emotionally compromised doing it?
And most of the time, the rule wasn't really needed. For most agents it was just plain common sense. And the idea of falling in love with your nemesis? Laughable. To them, the rule might as well be 'don't run with scissors' for how useful it was.
But; there was always that rare, special case. Where an agent found the gray in a black and white world. And with it, trouble.
A/N: I know I should be updating After...(and trust me, I will, soon, hopefully...we'll see how well my brain works later) but this little tale wouldn't quite leave me alone. Welp. That's the problem when you get hooked on obscure ships no one gives a hoot about.