Click. Click. Click. The heels of her boots echoed sharply throughout the halls of Riverdale High. She hardly spared a glance towards the trophies, pictures, and posters that lined the walls. This was not the time to get sentimental.

Betty slowed her pace when she neared the gymnasium, untying her trench coat to feel for her weapon. She pulled out the pistol to check if it was loaded. It was.

There was one last thing she had to do.

She took a deep breath and dialed a number on her phone, stopping short of the gymnasium doors.

Elsewhere, Jughead's phone rang. "No, no, no— not this phone, Betty…" he muttered angrily to himself as he grabbed for the device. She was calling his personal cell, not his burner phone. His cell was tapped, she knew that; she knew they were listening. They were always listening.

"Betty," he answered, stressfully pacing his apartment. "You don't have to do this. Please—don't do this."

"I'm sorry, Jughead..."

"This is his fault, not yours," he pressed on, determined to stop her. Little did he know that her mind was already made up.

"I should have never told you, that morning in bed. I should have just said I love you…"

"I love you too. Now please—come home," he begged. "Come home to me, Betty."

"It's too late, now, Juggie..."

"No," he insisted. "No, it's not. Betty—"

"This has to be done."

"No, Betty—"

He heard her take a final deep breath. "Goodbye, Juggie."

"Betty, no, stop!" He was yelling now, but she couldn't hear him anymore. "Betty!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three shots were fired.

"Betty!" He screamed into the line.

A heavy thud—the unmistakable sound of a body hitting the ground—and then silence. A long silence.

Finally, an unexpected voice—one he never thought he'd hear: "Agent Cooper is dead."

Jughead collapsed where he was, dropping his phone in shock.

"I repeat: Betty Cooper is dead."

(ONE YEAR EARLIER)

"We need her, Alice."

Alice Smith fought to hide her emotions. She was conflicted—part of her knew her daughter wasn't ready, but part of her knew they were running out of time.

"Alice." FP stood from his desk and walked over to the window where Alice stood. "I wouldn't ask you do to this if it wasn't absolutely necessary."

"I know that," she snapped, shrugging off the hand he placed on her shoulder. She took a sharp breath and tried to recompose herself. "It's just...she hasn't even finished her training at the Farm. She's not ready, FP."

"Actually…" FP paused to grab a file from his desk. He handed it to Alice. "She's the best agent we've had in years."

Alice frowned, but took a few seconds to read the first page.

GENERAL INFORMATION:

Name: Elizabeth Cooper. Age: 22. Eyes: Green. Hair: Blonde. Ethnicity: Caucasian.

SKILLS ASSESSMENT:

Running: 10

Hand-to-Hand Combat: 10

Long Range Shooting: 10

Weapon Assembly/Disassembly: 10

Driving: 10

She stopped before she got to the end of the list, looking up at FP in disbelief. "Wait—this is my daughter?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, Alice, it is."

"But...she has all 10s." She knew she raised Betty right. Smart. But, her scores were literally perfect. "No one's scored perfectly on the Farm since your kid…"

"Exactly. I think she'd make the perfect parter for him." FP looked at her in mild amusement, raising a single eyebrow. "She's good, Alice. And she's ready. She may not have graduated from the Farm yet, but...it's time. We need her."

Alice felt a little more calm—and a little bit of pride—knowing her daughter was capable of taking care of herself. But this mission, she knew, would be dangerous. She'd be throwing her daughter right into the fire.

But, did they have a choice?

"Okay," she said softly. "I'll make the call."

"I'm sure you can tell me something!" Betty exclaimed in frustration.

The guard escorting her sighed. "Ma'am, like I said, I have no idea why you are being pulled out of training. All I know is that General Weatherbee wants to see you immediately." Everyone on the Farm knew that seeing the General meant trouble.

Betty looked at him bitterly. "You interfered with my target shooting, you know." She was on her way to setting yet another perfect score in the archery course, when this guard came out of nowhere, making her shoot a tree instead of her target. "You could have waited 'til I finished my course."

"Orders are orders, ma'am," was all the guard said, making Betty roll her eyes in annoyance. Thankfully, he left her upon reaching the General's office.

"Door's open, Cooper," General Weatherbee said shortly, not even bothering to look up at her while he signed some papers. Betty's mind began to race, wondering what she could've done wrong to have her called so suddenly into the General's office. She performed perfectly, in every exercise, except for the one today.

"Sir," she started, recalling how the guard so rudely interrupted her, "if this is about messing up during target shooting today, I'd really like to say that it wasn't my—"

"Relax, Cooper. You aren't in any trouble."

Betty sighed in relief, unclenching her fists that had just begun to dig into her palms. She started to sit down, but the General abruptly said, "Don't sit. No time for that."

She stood straighter, looking at him in confusion. "Sir?"

He shuffled through the papers in front of him one more time. "You're going in the field," he said simply.

What?!

Betty shook her head aggressively, looking at him in surprise. "Wait...w—when?"

"Tomorrow."

How?! Why?! She had so many questions; this was unheard of. "But...my training...I haven't even finished my—"

"Orders are orders. Someone higher up clearly wants you. First thing in the morning, you are to report to Langley. 10 AM sharp."

Now rendered speechless, she stared down at the papers Weatherbee handed her. She was going into the field…? As a trainee?

Weatherbee looked at her expectantly, raising a single eyebrow. "Cooper?" he asked, when she hadn't moved. She slowly shifted her stunned gaze to his and he looked towards his door. "Go. Now."

For once in her life, perfect Betty Cooper was unprepared.

Just trying this idea out! Also please check out my other story, Remember Me. :)

Please review and leave me your thoughts! Did you like it?

*also, I'm curious if anyone can guess what spy show I'm loosely basing this off of...! *