Hello everybody, Grey Fool here with a new chapter. Poor poor, Amanda. She just can not seem to catch a break in this story so far. Hopefully things will be looking up soon.

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Anyway, thank you to those who have reviewed and to my beta, who is helping me stay on track with these characters.

As always, I don't own these characters. They belong to Shoot the Moon.

Last week: Amanda decided to go investigate the weather bureau on her own and she ran into the building manager. Upon investigating the office, Amanda has hidden herself because she heard someone entering the room. Who could it be?

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Realizing that someone had left the door open, Lee walked into John's office with caution.

After the trouble he had with the guard earlier that day, Lee had come back at night and scouted the place to try and find a different way in.

With a bit of luck, he did indeed find an unlocked door along the backside of the building. Lee would have missed it due to the two large dumpsters had he not noticed there had been a solid color between them instead of brick.

Taking the advantage that no one seemed to be patrolling the perimeter, he had slipped inside. From there, Lee had fumbled around in the dark trying to find his way to John's office. Lee had found out what the man's office number was, but it had taken him much longer than he had anticipated finding it.

Finally after a couple of hours of many dead ends, Lee had just about to give up when he noticed one of the offices down one hallway had lights on inside. Not having had any other luck, he decided to go down and check it out. If it was not the room, he would give up for the night. Billy would have his head if Lee was caught.

After he came up on the door, Lee gave it a few jiggles testing to see if it was locked with one hand, while his other was reaching into his pocket for his lock picks. However, he discovered that the door was indeed not locked. Just as he was about to open the door, Lee saw the lights go out.

Pulling out his gun, Lee opened the door and stepped inside. Seeing how the office was pitch black, Lee stumbled along the wall until he felt something hard hit him mid-thigh. Leaning forward slightly, Lee's hands inched slowly until he came to what felt like a lamp. Upon turning the lamp on and allowing his eyes adjust to the sudden brightness of the room; he saw that the office was decorated similar to that of the apartment.

Except unlike the apartment, the office was clean…almost too clean. Not a single item was out of place nor one piece of trash could be spotted anywhere.

Frowning, Lee turned his attention to the desk. Since he had luck in discovering papers in the last desk, Lee, figured he should check there first.

Putting his gun away and shifting so that Lee was kneeling beside the drawers, he started to pull the drawer out slowly when his ears picked up what sounded like a gasp and a loud click of a door.

Cautiously, Lee pushed the drawer back into the desk and peered around the corner of the desk from his crouched position, but saw no one in the room.

Noting the noise sounded more like a door made of wood closing rather than a metal door; Lee figured no one opened the door to the hallway…which meant…

Lee's eyes rested on the wardrobe made out of the same wood as the desk. He made his way over and was just about to open the door when it slammed wide open, hitting Lee right on the nose.

Staggering a bit, he managed to recover just as a slender figure ran past him. With a small leap, his hands were able to grab an ankle and cause the fleeing figure to fall with him.

The suspect started kicking, trying to loosen Lee's grip. At one point, the suspect's foot managed to catch Lee's face causing his grip to slacken. Before Lee could tighten his hold, he felt something soft and yet hard come down on his hands with such force, he had to let go.

With the suspect making his way out the door, Lee scrambled to his feet and took off after the figure.

After turning a couple of corners, Lee spotted the figure halfway down the hall, just a few corners short of reaching the exit.

"Not this time," Lee growled and increased his speed almost catching up to the figure.

Just as the suspect was about to turn the corner, Lee wrapped his fingers around the suspect's wrist and pulled it hard enough that Lee was able to maneuver the suspect against the wall without too much force.

Gripping both shoulders, he was about to demand some answers when he heard something that made his heart skip a beat.

"Please, please let me go. I didn't see or find anything. I have two little boys and a mother waiting for me at home. I'm not anyone significant…"

Lee, finally finding his voice, interrupted the ramble, "Amanda?"

Amanda stopped and squinted against the darkened hallway, "Lee? What are you doing here?"

Lee took his hands off her shoulders and ran his left hand through his hair in frustration, "What do you mean 'what am I doing here?' What are you doing here?"

Before Amanda had a chance to respond, faint voices could be heard. Straining his ears, Lee could barely make out what they were saying.

"You said Amanda, my-soon-to-be-wife, was waiting for me in my office? That's funny, I just stopped by there and everything was dark."

"I thought that was what she said. It was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess I just ruined that didn't I?"

Amanda gave Lee a small apologetic grin and slipped away from the wall and turned the corner.

Lee shook his head and listened as she greeted Dean and her voice seemed to move away. When he was sure her voice could no longer hear her voice, he started moving toward the exit himself. Lee figured that if he moved now he might be able to beat Amanda back to her house. They had a lot to discuss.

Just as Lee rounded the corner, he collided into someone, knocking them to the floor. Thinking it was Amanda, he reached down to help her up when he noticed that the person was not Amanda but was wearing a security guard uniform, with a tag named Gerald.

Gerald brushed himself off and got up. Sizing Lee up, Gerald frowned a few minutes before recognition appeared on his face.

"You…I know you don't work here. Aren't you the one that tried to get in as John's kin earlier today?"

Lee shook his head, "Who me? No, I'm the…uh…new…electrician guy."

"No, I remember now. Steven described you to a T. He said you were going to be trouble and to watch out for you."

Lee started to back away, "Well you got me. I'll just be going now."

"Before you go, I need you to do something for me."

Lee slowly turned back around, "What would that be?"

Gerald pulled out a pair of handcuffs, "Turn around and face the wall. You are under arrest."

Lee groaned. Billy was going to kill him.

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Well, Amanda is out of a jam, but looks like Lee has problems of his own now. How will he get out of jail this time since Billy bailed him out already this year…hmm…what to do? And will Amanda and Lee ever talk?

Anyway, until next week, please r&r.

Next time on Scarecrow and Mrs King: Weathering Revenge: But first…he had to catch a cab.