Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Warner Brothers and Shoot the Moon Productions.

Feedback: Yes please, let me know what you think of this story. I am still very new at writing fan fiction. Particularly since this is going to be my first multiple chapter story

Announcement: I can't believe I got this chapter fixed with the corrections from my betas. It's amazing what one can do during a lunch hour. One thing I forgot to mention is that this story is slightly AU…mainly Dean is the really off character, but the others might be slightly off.

An office door opened and Billy stepped out into a noisy bullpen. He looked around and sighed. Another week closer to the Senator's Ball and still they were behind in the security detail and their cases. There was just not enough manpower. He had every available agent working and even some who were not available.

Billy sighed again and shook his head. He could already tell he was going to have to go by the store on the way home to pick up several bottles of Tums. He doubted that the bottle sitting in his desk would last until the end of the day.

Clearing his thoughts, he spotted Lee coming through the door. Billy groaned when he saw the state of Lee's clothes and glanced up at the clock. Seeing that it read ten in the morning meant that the agent in question had entertaining another one of his lady friends last night.

Billy quickly crossed the bullpen, "Lee, I need to talk to you about something."

Lee looked up, "What's up Billy? If this is about the fact that I'm late, I'm sorry."

Billy held up his hand, "No explanations are needed. I can tell by your appearance what you were up to last night."

Lee looked down at his clothes and back up at Billy, "And just what exactly is wrong with my attire?"

Billy was about to answer when Francine walked up and interrupted them, "Well, well, look who walked in. It's the midnight rambler. The usual wrinkled shirt, pants and jacket, oh and is that a mixed n' matched pair of socks we have on today? Oh my, my, my, she must have been really good. Sleep well last night did you Scarecrow?"

Lee made a face at the woman, "Ha, ha, Francine. Just can it will ya?"

"Oh my, aren't we a bit testy this morning?"

Billy sighed, "Francine. Oh, and just how are you coming along with your research?"

"What research?"

"On the investigation of why so many Air Force planes are going down during training?"

Francine frowned at Billy, "And why do I have to do recruits' work?"

"It's one of the joys of being my assistant."

Francine groaned and walked back to her desk, mumbling all the while. Billy turned his attention back to Lee and held up a file folder, "Scarecrow, I just received a police report about a body found in Allegheny National Forest. They identified him as a John Banks. According to their records you were labeled as the next of kin."

Lee took the offered report and skimmed through it, his face turned into frustration as he closed the report, "Damn, he was a good man too. It's going to take me weeks to find a replacement for him."

"Lee, who was he? Why do the police have you labeled as next of kin on their report?"

"There was a man named Jonathan Banks. We had a meeting last year because he claimed he was noticing information that might be vital to our national security. He said that based on the reports he saw at the weather bureau, there was something weird going on, but he needed to do some figure checking to be sure and he would get back to me in a couple of weeks. When he contacted me for another meeting, I had to reschedule it in six months because I was out of town. He must have felt like he was in danger and put me as next of kin in case something happened."

Billy frowned slightly. "When was the meeting supposed to take place if you set it up six months ago?"

Lee frowned, deep in thought before he replied, "It would have been tonight."

Lee looked down at the report and continued to read as he paced back and forth in a small area. After a while, he closed the folder with a thoughtful look and started to tap the folder with his hand.

"You know there's just something about this that doesn't make sense. I mean they found him out in the national forest a day before the meeting plus he had been dead for over twelve hours. And yet that's not where he was killed because the police didn't find any pools of blood."

Billy shrugged with a blank look on his face. "Well maybe he killed himself before the day of the meeting. You know the theories that circle around the world about secret agencies.

"Suicide? No, I don't think so. The way he sounded when he contacted me was like he was afraid, but of someone else. He never even told me what kind of information he had. John did say I was the only one he could go to because of what happened before."

Billy's face turned thoughtful, "Why am I just now finding out about all of this? Lee, you know there should have been a report about this meeting."

"Ah come on Billy! Outside of the weather bureau and weather reports, there was nothing interesting to mention. Hell, I thought it was even a joke until I saw this police report…makes me wish I hadn't put off that second meeting for so long."

Billy offered a small smile before he started to walk away. He had just taken a couple of steps when Lee called out to him.

"Hey Billy, would you mind if I look into his death? You know just to see if I can find out what he wanted?"

Billy just shook his head. He was afraid that this was going to happen, "Scarecrow, I know you want to look into it, but you know I can't spare any manpower, particularly with Senator's Ball coming up in the next few weeks."

Billy was about to walk on when Lee stepped into his path.

"Give me five days to work on this and see if he had anything important to give me."

"24 hours."

"Four days."

Billy grinned to himself as Lee tried to barter with him, "48 hours and that is my final offer. And if you find the information you report back here and we'll discuss how to proceed."

Lee grinned, "Thanks a lot Billy."

And with that, Lee all but raced out the door but Billy called out to him, "Oh, and Scarecrow, your time starts at 9 o'clock tonight. That gives you an additional 5 hours to figure this out. Use it well."

Lee's grin got a little wider as he walked out the door. Billy watched him go and turned back towards the bullpen, listening to all the typing and phones going off. It may be busy, but it didn't mean he couldn't help his agents out from time to time.

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So let's see. Lee is working a John's murder…meanwhile Amanda is trying to prove to the police that there was a murder. This just has disaster written all over it. And why would the bad guys try to cover up the murder with success only to have the body discovered…well until next time.

Next time on Scarecrow and Mrs King: Weathering Revenge : He frowned as before repling, "I don't want any screw ups. The first sign of trouble… handle it."