Thirty minutes later, Lee found himself doing something he never thought he’d do unless there was an emergency, 'Finding one's partner is an emergency' he thought to himself as he started to look through her desk for clues on where she may have gone.

Lee sat back in her chair and leaned back. There were no clues there, where did she go?

Suddenly he got up and grabbed his keys, Lee grabbed his keys and walked out the door.

A little later he pulled into Amanda's drive way and shut the car off. No one was home. 'Where did everyone go this weekend?' he asked himself, berating himself for not paying better attention to her.

As he walked around back, he felt like he was invading her privacy, her home, and her life. Lee stopped and looked around; did he belong here? He didn't think so, and he started to turn back. But his heart wouldn't let him leave, so he stopped.

Lee walked through the back door and into the kitchen. As he put his lock pick set into his jacket pocket, he just stood there for a moment 'Come on, Amanda, where did you go? Tell me where to look?' he said to the empty house.

The house reminded him of his life, alone and empty. A sad smile crossed his face and he went to look for anything that might lead him to her.

Lee searched the whole kitchen not finding a clue then made his way to the living room. As he walked around the couch he ran a finger along the top of it. He looked at the walls. There were pictures of the boys and her mother, it was a family home, and something he didn't know anything about. The question went through his head again was if he belonged there. With a heavy sigh he went to the fireplace and looked at the picture on the mantle. It was a picture of Amanda in a silver dress. Her hair was up; it must have been professionally taken. Lee ran a finger down the side of the picture and turned around.

"Where are you?" He asked again, looking over the living room.

That's when he saw a number on the table next to the phone. He quickly went over to the table and reached for the pad of paper.

As Lee looked at the number, he was already picking up the phone to call Billy.

"Melrose."

"Yeah, Billy, it's me."

"What do you need, Scarecrow?"

"I need a trace on a number..."

"Does this have anything to do with Amanda?" Billy asked. He already knew it did, but he was waiting for Lee to admit it.

"Billy... Please?" Lee said, growing inpatient.

"Alright, Stetson, what's the number?"

Lee gave him the number then informed him that he would call him back in twenty minutes; he really didn't want him to know that he had broken into Amanda's house.

Then he began moving around her home again, seeing things he hadn’t noticed before. His eyes settled on a calendar in the den, and found the particular date on it that had started this whole thing. Lee let out a long sigh. He felt as if he had to choose between the present and the past. Was there really a way to go on with this life and still remember the past?

Lee sat there for a while before he decided to call Billy. It was answered after it had rang once.

"What do you have?" Lee immediately asked before Billy could even say 'Hello'.

"I have an address, but you have to promise me that the two of you will settle whatever is going on, otherwise I’ll have to approve her request for a transfer." Billy finished waiting for his response of this news. It was obvious that she had not told him.

"Transfer? Billy, what is going on?" Lee questioned, the hurt showing in his voice..

"Scarecrow, go to her and get this fixed, whatever the problem is between you." Billy paused for a moment, "Oh, and Lee... be honest with her about Erik. She can help you."

Lee took one last look around her home, his gaze resting in particular on the calendar, and then left through the kitchen window.

When he got home, Lee threw together a small bag, 'just in case' he thought to himself. Aside from all the emotions that were floating through him, there was still the option that she might not want this, and tell him to leave. With a heavy heart, he turned on the machine and locked the door behind him.

Two hours later Amanda pulled off the main road and headed slowly down the dirt road to her grandfather’s old cabin. She had only been up here a few times with the boys since they were kids.

It had been entirely to long since she had last been there. Amanda remembered going there when she was a child, running over the dock and jumping into the pond. The water was always warm here, or at least that was the way she remembered it. She remembered fishing in a rowboat with her grandfather and catching the family dinner for that night.

She sat in her car for a moment and let the memories wash over her. The cabin was small and the wood weather beaten. The appearance blended with the old trees and the beautiful mountains. It would be peaceful here. Not a soul for miles to disturb her peace or infiltrate her thoughts.

As she got out of the car and pulled her bag from the back seat, she wandered into the house. Amanda dropped her bags inside by the front door. She looked around and saw the furniture and walls covered with dust cloths. This place was like a second home to her. She smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

She wandered towards the cabinets and refrigerator. As she opened them, she realized that she had to do some shopping.

Amanda decided to put away her things first, and then head down to the local general store for some food and essentials. She smiled, remembering the times she had made the same trip up with her grandfather.

Amanda found herself watching the scenery go by as she drove into town. It felt like her life rushing by, and not being able to enjoy the little things that were so important. She sighed as tears filled her eyes. This is not how she wanted to live to love her life, she loved the Agency, she loved even Lee, but time was going by so quickly, when would she have time to enjoy it?

Soon she realized that she made it into town. Amanda found a parking spot and pulled in to it.

Amanda spotted the general store, it still looked the same as when she had been the last time, all those years ago. As she walked into the general store, she was greeted my older woman.

"Amanda? Amanda King?" The older woman asked as she came from behind the counter.

"Mrs. Weatherfield? Oh my, is that you?" Amanda asked as she moved closer to give the older woman a hug.

"Yes dear, it is. Look at you dear. You look wonderful."

"Oh gee, thanks, Mrs. Weatherfield. It is so good to be back here," Amanda replied as she reached for her hands and held them.

"Amanda, dear, what brings you here?" Mrs. Weatherfield asked her

"Well Mrs. Weateherfield, I don’t think..."

"Ah, it’s a man, Amanda, I know that look all to well." Mrs. Weatherfield said as she smiled at her.

"I am only here to enjoy myself, Mrs. Weatherfield."

"Then where are your children and your mother, dear child?"

"They went camping out west."

The conversation went on between them for a few more minutes before Amanda excused her self to do the shopping she needed to do. All she really wanted was go back to the cabin and relax, and forget all about her life at the agency, forget about Lee, forget about... everything.

"Be sure to keep in touch, Amanda." Mrs. Weatherfield called to her as Amanda left the store.