Special Agent
By: Tjsmklvr
Written: 2015-2020
Genre: Romance/Adventure - Alternate Universe (AU)
Rating: M (Chapter 1 only)
Setting: Season 3 and Early Season 4
Summary: Will Lee's reaction to Amanda's secret past separate our favorite couple forever?
Special Thanks: Thank you to my beta Anne for finding my typos. A special 'thank you' to my sounding board, Sheila. I'll be forever grateful for your encouragement and support especially when I get self-conscience about my writing abilities and want to toss it in the trash.
Disclaimer: Scarecrow and Mrs. King and its characters belong to Warner Brothers, CBS, and Shoot the Moon Enterprises. No infringement is intended. This story was written for entertainment purposes only. Please do not redistribute or reproduce without my written permission.
Prologue
12:02 a.m. Saturday, February 15, 1986
The damp, cool evening air chilled her to the bone as she wondered once again, what had brought her to this point in her life. Late night secret rendezvous,' hidden messages . . . her life was like something out of a spy movie. This wasn't the life she had thought she'd have when she was a little girl. Even the spy fantasies she'd had during that time were much more fanciful and romantic. She was pulled from her musings when she looked up in the expectant imperturbable grey eyes of her superior.
"Sir?" Her body tensed and her voice cracked.
"You heard me, Agent King. Should we be concerned that you've lost your objectivity when it comes to Agent Stetson?"
"No, Sir," she whispered.
"That doesn't sound very reassuring, Agent King." His disapproval was evident on his weathered face.
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly before replying, "I can assure you, I have not lost my objectivity, Sir. I know what my assignment is and I am doing it to the best of my ability!" She stood ramrod straight and then added respectfully, "Sir." She shuffled her feet to appear casual and then looked up to her superior.
"I hope you're telling me . . . and yourself the truth. We cannot afford any mistakes, Agent King."
"No, Sir." She shook her head.
"I'm glad to see you're committed to your assignment. It wasn't all that long ago you resigned from the Agency under the guise of not making enough money."
His stare burned a hole through her but she kept her eyes on the wall just above his right shoulder, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from responding. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing his words had hit their intended mark.
"What do you have to report, Agent? Last we spoke Agent Stetson had been including you more on his assignments but was still taking unnecessary risks, albeit less that he had been."
"Sir . . . I feel rather uncomfortable talking about Lee like this. He's a good man and I -."
"If Lee is the good man you say he is, then you'll want him to be safe. Right, Agent King?"
She nodded, as she recalled the older man's veiled threat the last time they'd had this discussion.
"Good. Then your report?" He raised his brow expectantly.
Amanda inhaled deeply before letting it out and replying as if she were a robot, "Sir, Agent Stetson seems to be relying on me more and more and including me in his assignments without Mr. Melrose having to suggest it. He's not taking as many chances . . . I mean, he hasn't jumped on the hood of a car in several months."
"Very well. Until next time, Agent King."
Amanda silently nodded as she watched the older man leave the dark warehouse. She relaxed her brow and muttered to herself, 'My life truly is like a bad spy movie.'