First of all, let me apologies for taking so long with updating this story. I did not forget it, but school took over all of my writing time. And of course I had major writing block issues because ch 4-6 decided to get ugly in trying to split them.

Anyway, Thank you to everyone who has read and commented on my story. And again Thank you to my betas for looking over my stuff and guiding me in the right direction.

Since life seems to have calmed down, I hope to post once a week.

One thing I did forget to mention is that this story takes place between ACM and ALAGHITM. To me, Lee's attitude changed around to quickly to just be SAAB taking place.

Anyway, Again I don't own the characters, if I did all four seasons would be out by now. Now on with the story.

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Lee parked his car in front of John's apartment building and surveyed the area, allowing his mind to wander a little.

He had spent a couple of hours searching for John Banks in the Agency's database. All that he could come up with were addresses for John's work and home. Beyond that, there was nothing in his record that would indicate he was working with sensitive data nor did his bank records show any unusual withdrawals or deposits that would be the result of doing something suspicious.

Overall, if Lee hadn't already known John wanted to speak with him, he would never have guessed from John's records he had any information that was vital regarding national security. The guy did work at the weather bureau for god's sakes.

After several minutes of taking in his surroundings, Lee stepped out of his car and headed inside. Taking the stairs two at a time, he reached the second floor in matter of minutes.

"Okay, according to the database, John's apartment is second floor, number 9…202…205…Ah Ha! Here it is, room 209."

Lee looked up and down the hallway to be sure no one was coming, then reached above the door and started fumbling above the doorway in search of a key to be sure there was not a spare.

Having found none, Lee reached into his pocket and pulled out a lock pick. After a few seconds, he entered into the apartment.

"Well, time to check the place out. Good thing Amanda is not here. She hates this part of the job. Course I hate it too…I just don't tell her that. Now let's see, where to start?"

Lee looked all about him. Surprising, the apartment was actually larger than his. It had a separate study from the den in addition to the bedroom, kitchen, dining room, and living room. It was not decorated exotically like Lee's was. It was more in line with Amanda's taste.

The main difference was, the apartment was messy, bordering on looking like it been tossed by someone who was looking for something and there were shelves and shelves of books.

Lee took a quick tour of the place, noting that the book titles all had something to do with the weather. Most of the titles seemed to be about the history of the weather or current weather around the globe.

"You know, as much as I wish Amanda was here to help me search the place, I'm glad she is not involved. While spies are trained to kill if necessary, this guy has started off killing. This case I have a feeling is going to turn nasty in some way, and I don't want to see her get hurt, particularly after she just recently recovered from being drugged from the time when she played Victoria Greenwich."

"I've tried to be mean to her, but Amanda is still around. And she is becoming a friend in a business that allows you to have very few or none…ARG! What am I doing? Scarecrow, get your head back on the job and focus…now, if I needed to hide something, where would I hide it?"

After standing in the middle of the den for a few minutes, Lee headed over to the desk. It was a fairly nice desk. It was hand carved solid oak desk that contained multiple drawers. Having pulled, multiple drawers and feeling about in the holes, Lee finally found an envelope and pulled it out.

Slightly eager to find out what kind of information John had, Lee opened the envelope and pulled out the huge stack of papers. As he scanned them, Lee's face turned into a look of disappointment.

"Weather Reports?" This is what John was hiding, the blasted weather reports? Come on. I mean who cares if it rained four inches in North Texas on April 10, 1979 and was 70 degrees?"

Lee ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "If it wasn't for John's death, I would disregard this. But…there must be some pretty vital information in here to kill someone for…I'll drop this off at crypto on my way to the weather bureau. Maybe they will find something…though how I wouldn't know."

Lee then placed the report back into the envelope and tucked it underneath his arm and walked out the door, locking it behind him.

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Entering the weather Bureau, Lee walked towards the guard's desk and smiled, "Hello there sir."

The guard looked up, "How can I help you sir?"

"Yes, well you see, I'm ah here to surprise an old college buddy, a Mr. Johnathan Banks. We go way back and I was wondering if I could, you know, just allow me to go sit in his office and I'll wait for him there."

I'm sorry sir, but no one is allowed to go back there unless they're approved by security. You're welcome to sit in the lobby and wait."

Lee was about to argue against the lobby when a voice he recognized caused him to freeze.

"Hello Steven. How are you?"

The guard, Steven, looked over Lee's shoulder and smiled, "Hello Mrs. King; How are you today?"

Amanda ducked her head and held up a bag, "Oh just fine. I'm bringing Dean's lunch. You know how angry he gets when I forget to bring it. Oh and I remembered my guest pass today."

"Okay Mrs. King, have a great day…Now sir, are you going to sit in the lobby or will I have to show you the door?"

Lee looked up and straightened himself to his full height, having unconsciously tried to make himself smaller to hide from Amanda, before responding. "What…oh no, no…that uh won't…won't be necessary. I'll just stop by later and catch him then. Have a good day Steven."

As Lee walked out back to his car, he shook his head in disbelief, "I can't believe Amanda's boyfriend works here, and that if Amanda forgets to bring his lunch, he gets angry? I'll file that bit of information to look into later. But until this case is over, I'll just have to be careful and avoid Amanda."

Upon reaching his car, Lee looked back at the building, "I'll try to get back in again tonight. But if that doesn't work…it will work. But it is strange that Steven acted like John wasn't dead. Either he doesn't know or there's something else going on."

With that, Lee got back in his car and drove off, all the while never knowing a set of eyes were watching him from the highest window on the building.

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Well, so much for Lee getting in the easy way. What will he do now? And who is looking out the window? Hmmm…I wonder. Well, until next time, Please R&R

Next time on Scarecrow and Mrs King: Weathering Revenge: Amanda could hear the other door opening. She slowed her breathing and prayed.