Waking up after a fight with someone has got to be one of the worst feelings ever. As if I needed another reason to feel physically and emotionally drained. I also felt angry. Very angry. The minute I woke up, I remembered the fight I'd had with my Mom the night before and felt myself fuming.

I couldn't believe she would hide something like that from me. I couldn't believe that I didn't pick up on it earlier. I was a total idiot consumed in all the other problems I had to deal with that I barely noticed her odd behavior.

I wanted to argue with her more, tell her what she did was wrong and that she had no right to be getting mad at my for quitting gymnastics. But I knew I had other things to do. She would be asleep at this time anyway.

I got myself up and got ready for another Eric-less day at the Undercover Agency. I'd somehow made it to Wednesday.

When I went downstairs, I knew my Mom was still asleep so I made my way out of the house quieter than usual. There wasn't going to be a chance in hell that I would confront her this morning. I would have to deal with everything simply later.

Cassie had been the same this morning, just helping me quickly organizing things before she had to get back to her own work.

"Agent Becca on the move," she spoke into her device as we once again made our way to the limo.

I stayed silent as we walked together.

"Eric will be back tomorrow afternoon, did Turner tell you?"

I sighed "Yes, he did."

She stayed silent after my reply and I knew she must have been thinking about if I was keeping their relationship in the dark.

"I haven't told anyone" I looked at her worried face, "just so you know."

She sighed "It's not that I'm worried about," before she could elaborate further, Turner appeared from the other side of the path, also making his way to the limo.

"A little later than usual," Cassie noted. "Rule number one, don't be late" she teased.

"I had a lot of work" he shrugged as he pulled out car keys and unlocked the limo.

"Is Captain also making you fill out the midyear report? I almost threw it in the bin this morning out of frustration." She still held her spy device but dropped her arms down to her side.

"When did it get so specific? The amount of detail that is required for these things is crazy." Turner answered.

"I know," Cassie agreed, "and I still have to fill out the forms for eight other missions," she complained.

I got the feeling they wanted to say more to each other then realized that they probably couldn't because I was standing there. As the look of realization hit my face, I began walking to the limo.

"I'll, uh, meet you in there," I said awkwardly to Turner as I tried to come off as casual as I could.

I got into the limo and sat there in silence until the front door opened and Turner got in. I could see his expression in the front mirror and realized something. Oh God.

"How long have you known?" he asked without further explanation - not that it was needed.

"Known what?" I asked innocently.

"Becca." He said with a firmer tone.

I sighed. "Not long."

"Did Cassie tell you?" he asked in a softer voice.

"Not exactly," I said as I cringed at the memory.

He looked at me, wanting me to explain further.

"I...may have kind of...accidentally... walked in on the two of you." I tried to explain.

He still gave me a confused look.

"In...the gym.." I continued.

I saw the sudden realization hit his face. He leaned back and let his head hit the seat. "Oh." Was all he could manage to say.

"I'm not going to tell anyone," I tried to explain.

"No, it's okay, I know you won't," he said. "It's just-" he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "We need to be more careful."

We stayed in silence, without Turner starting the vehicle. I could see he looked stressed out.

"I think it's a stupid rule," I said after a moment. I saw Turner's eyes lock with mine in the mirror. "The whole not allowed to date your co-worker thing." I continued. "I think you two should be together"

"It's really wrong what we're doing," he replied. It reminded me of what Eric had said to me the night we kissed.

"I think you guys should just keep quiet about it, not tell anyone or get caught...again."

Turner turned around to face me. "I really appreciate you keeping this quiet."

I smiled, "Even if you two weren't my friends, I wouldn't rat you out like that, that would be horrible. I can't imagine anyone that ever would do something like that."

"Oh, You'd be surprised," Turner spoke grimly. "Some of the people around here would jump at the opportunity to be in Captain's good books."

"What about Eric?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"He's already in the Captian's good books, they're practically family."

"No, but do you think that he would ever...you know... tell anyone? I mean, if he knew." I asked

"I don't know," Turner sighed. "But God I would love to see his face if he ever found out."

I looked at him confused "Why?"

"Because as a spy, you keep tabs on everyone, everywhere and he had no idea this was going on all this time right behind his back." He grinned.

I laughed "How long exactly has this been going on?"

"About a year," he responded.

I widened my eyes. Woah.

"I think we always liked each other before that, we just started acting on it recently," he continued.

"Even though you know you could risk both your jobs?" I asked concerned.

"I don't know know if Captain would get rid of us for something like that. We are two of the best agents, maybe he would make an exception," he explained.

I nodded in agreement. It seemed completely idiotic to fire such good workers for such a small issue.

"And besides, it would be worth it."

"What?" I asked.

"Losing my job for her," Turner smiled. He started the engine with his keys and I felt us back up out of the small parking lot.

I couldn't believe he had said that. Being an agent seemed so important to him. I saw all the effort and hard work he put into his missions and to give it all up to be with Cassie? I was the most romantic thing I could ever imagine. It somehow made me think about Eric again. I could never see him doing the same. Especially for someone like me. Someone he hadn't known for long. And someone who was going to be out of his life very soon.

Some time later, I found myself in front of the school building with the limo driving off behind me. Whenever that limo drove off, it was like it was telling me that there was no turning back now. I had to go in and face another day.

It was like I had moved schools and was now getting used to this one. All the faces around me were starting to become familiar, I knew how to find all my classes without anyone's help, I knew where to find my 'friends' in the cafeteria. It was horrifying. The last thing I wanted to do was grow accustomed to this place.

I pushed open the school doors and was faced with the one person I did not want to see. Brad. I automatically turned around in an attempt to walk out the doors, but it was too late.

"Amanda wait." he said.

I could feel the anger boiling up inside me as I turned around to face him again. "What?" What more could he possibly want to say to me? I felt disgusted being near him.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened on Saturday night." he began.

"Yeah, great. I forgive you, bye." I answered sarcastically as I still continued trying to walk away from him.

"I didn't mean for that all to happen, I just wanted to...it was the drug-" he tried to explain as he chased after me.

"You willingly took it and I'm pretty sure you had every intention to prior, so let's not blame everything on some stupid drug." I cut him off. He was pathetic.

"Who was the guy, that-"

"Saved me?" I cut him off again. I wanted to yell at him all about Eric and how he was a special undercover agent that could kill him if he wanted to, but I knew I couldn't. "Just some stranger," I answered softer. "No one's going to report you to the police or anything if that's what you're so worried about."

I looked at his face and knew that was exactly what he was worried about. He didn't even really care about what damage he had put me through. I looked at him disgusted and turned to walk away but then turned back one last time.

"One last thing, Brad." I began as I watched him look up at me. I felt tears well up in my eyes. "If you come near me again, I will kill you."

I turned and walked away, this time without him following me. I blinked back the tears that still wouldn't flow. Being near him made the events of that night came back into my mind and I remembered how scared I had been.

I hated myself for ever going on that stupid 'date'. I hated myself for ending up in that situation. But most of all, I hated him. I'd put my trust in him and given him the benefit of the doubt, only to have him turn out to be a horrible person. With the knowledge that he was taking drugs and attending places where they were dealt, he was now one of the top suspects in this case. 

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