Summary: D/OC relationship and all characters are present. Spoilers for Risen, Clare De Lune and other first season episodes.

Disclaimer: I don't own the WAT characters or anything else WAT

Present Day

Annie Riley walked quickly to the car across the street. It was rainy and cold. At first she was happy to enter the warm car, but then she came face to face with Agent Kevin Allen. He was what the DEA (Drug Enforcement Agency) called a "handler." Annie worked undercover for the DEA for the past five years. She was often paired with Kevin. It is his job to make sure the information she collects gets to the right people. He is supposed to look out for her, and help her keep her cover.

"Escobar is setting up a deal. He is meeting with the syndicate day after tomorrow. We should get the info we need to make the bust at the meeting," Annie relayed to Kevin.

"Wear your wire. I'll set up surveillance. Call me two hours before the meet," Kevin responded.

"Got it," Annie started to exit the car.

Kevin reached over and grabbed her arm. "Wait a second. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Annie pulled her arm away. "I'm just ready for this job to be over. It's been a year. I'm tired of playing house with Escobar."

"But you do it so well," Kevin said with sarcasm.

Annie rolled her eyes, "I gotta go."

Kevin reached out and stroked her cheek. Annie flinched as if she was burned. "Don't do that."

"I just want you to be safe. Be careful."

"I'll be fine. Just have the surveillance ready day after tomorrow."

Annie quickly got out of the car. As she walked away, she slowly faded away into the night.

3 days later at the FBI office

Danny felt like he would never catch up with all his paper work. They worked on a difficult case almost non-stop for the last four days. They finally found the girl. Unfortunately, she was dead before they ever started looking for her. He hated these cases the most.

What he really needed was sleep – two or three days would do. He was looking forward to the weekend. As he stared hopefully at his computer screen, Samantha and Vivian filed in followed by Martin a few minutes later. They all commented on how impressed they were that he was in so early. He laughed it off. Truthfully, he just couldn't sleep after cases like this. It was easier just to stay busy, than stay at home.

Martin walked over to Danny desk. "Have you received the Medical Examiner's report?"

"Yeah. They faxed it a few minutes ago." Danny handed it to Martin.

"God, she went through a lot before he killed her. I'll get the report ready for the DA's office."

"Okay."

Martin looked up from Danny's desk at he watched two people get off the elevator.

"Oh great. Just what I need today."

"What?" Danny asked.

"My father just got off the elevator. He's headed to Jack's office," Martin mentally noted that the other man with his father looked awfully familiar.

"Well, look on the bright side, he's probably not here to get us all fired. He tried that before," Danny joked. "Relax, I'm sure it's nothing." Danny added sincerely.

"We'll see, I'm sure," Martin replied nervously.

Usually, Danny didn't feel sorry for Martin. Danny knew there were worse things than having an over-involved father. But even he had to admit this could kind of suck.

Martin returned to his desk.

About ten minutes later, Jack entered the bullpen. Martin fully expected to be summoned, but instead Jack went to Danny's desk. "Danny, do you have a minute?"

"Sure." Danny followed Jack to his office.

Samantha asked, "What's that about?"

Martin replied, "I'm not sure."

Danny entered Jack's office.

"Danny, have you met Deputy Director Fitzgerald?"

"No, uh, good to meet you sir." Danny shook Fitzgerald's hand.

"Agent Taylor," replied Martin's father.

Jack then said, "I believe you know Agent Kevin Allen."

Danny then met the eyes of Kevin Allen. He worked with him six years ago. Danny was recruited right out of the FBI academy to go undercover for the DEA. About two years in to his uncover stint. Kevin became Danny's handler.

"Kevin," Danny said icily. Jack immediately noticed the change in Danny's demeanor.

"Good to see you Danny. I wish it were under better circumstances," Kevin said.

"What are the circumstances? What's going on?" Danny asked.

"Let me explain," Victor interjected. "Three days ago Agent Allen met with one of his undercover agents. She was very close to bringing down Pedro Escobar, a Colombian drug lord. A meeting was supposed to occur 36 hours ago between Escobar and the Reyes syndicate. They were supposed to discuss the transaction of a large shipment of heroine coming here to Manhattan. Agent Riley was supposed to contact Agent Allen two hours before the meeting to verify surveillance."

"Agent Riley? Annie?" Danny looked at Kevin anxiously.

"That's right, Danny. It's Annie. I never heard from her. I haven't been able to find her anywhere. She's not answering her phone or pager. I checked the safe house. I found nothing," Kevin replied.

"How well do you know her, Danny," Jack asked.

"Uh, we worked together the last year I was undercover. We worked on a case."

"Have you kept in touch with her? When's the last time you spoke to her?" Jack asked.

"We don't really keep in touch, but I actually did see her recently."

"When?" Kevin asked quickly.

Danny looked at Kevin suspiciously, "About a month ago."

"A month ago? She said she said she was visiting her family in Chicago a month ago. She said she had to go to a funeral," Kevin said.

"She called me, and said she was supposed to go home, but couldn't face her family. She asked if she could stop by," Danny said pensively.

One month ago

Danny was about to leave the office at a reasonable hour for a change. He looked forward to going home and getting some sleep. As he was walking to the elevator his cell phone rang. He groaned inwardly. If they caught a case, he was going to seriously consider early retirement.

"Taylor."

"Danny?" said the small voice.

"Yes. Who is this?"

"It's me. Annie."

"Hey. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just, uh, I just. . ."

"Where are you?"

"Here in Manhattan. I've been working a case here for the last several months."

"And I'm just hearing from you now?"

"You know how hard it is. It's just easier to stay under, you know."

"Yeah, I know."

"I was supposed to go to Chicago. I got a few days off. But I can't go, Danny. I can't face my family and pretend I have a normal life. It's just getting too hard."

Danny couldn't imagine. Part of the reason why he was such an attractive undercover candidate at the academy was because he didn't really have any family. He didn't have to pretend with anyone. He could stay undercover all the time.

"Can I….can I see you, Danny?"

"Sure. I was just on my way home. I live at the same place. You want to meet me there in twenty minutes."

"Yeah. Thanks, Danny."

"See you soon." Danny hung up his phone, and headed for the subway.

It started raining at some point while Danny was riding the subway home. After he walked up the stairs, he started to sprint to his apartment trying not to get too wet. He then walked up the stairs to the front door of his building. That's where he saw Annie standing in the doorway. She was soaked. He quickly unlocked the front door and ushered her into the foyer.

"It's good to see you," Danny said.

"You too." Annie said as she embraced Danny. She exhaled as he took her in his arms.

"Let's get you upstairs so you can dry off," Danny said as he pulled away a little too quickly.

They entered his tiny one-bedroom apartment. "God, Danny, this place is exactly the same. Don't you ever think of updating, maybe hang a picture or something."

"Not here enough, and I like it like this – thank you very much."

"Do you mind if I take a shower. I feel awful. We'll talk after, I promise."

"No, go ahead. I'll heat something up. Are you hungry?"

"I could eat. That would be great," Annie went into Danny's bedroom to get to the bathroom.

Danny changed into some dry jeans and a t-shirt. He then proceeded to heat up a can of soup.

After about a half an hour, Annie still hadn't come out of his room. He lightly knocked on the door and then walked in when he didn't hear anything. Annie must have laid down after she got out of the shower. She was asleep in his bed. She put on one of his FBI t-shirts. She looked so peaceful. He lightly brushed a piece of hair out of her face. He let Annie sleep in his bed. He took the couch. When he woke up Saturday morning, Annie was still asleep. In fact, she slept for most of the day. When she did wake up, she came out of his bedroom in only his t-shirt. He was on the couch reading the paper.

"Well, I'd say good morning, but it's 2 o' clock."

"I'm sorry. I was exhausted. I don't think I've slept like that since college. Sorry I took your bed."

"That's okay."

Annie looked more like herself today. He saw a little bit of the sparkle that used to exude from her bright blue eyes. Her dark blonde hair had these bold blonde streaks that he never noticed before. She looked thinner – like she hadn't been eating. But, she was still the beautiful girl he met six years ago.

Annie walked over to the kitchen. "Well I was hungry last night, so I am starving now."

"I ordered in some breakfast this morning. It's in the oven," Danny opened the oven and fixed her a plate. He then sat at the kitchen table with Annie as she ate.

"So what case are you working on?" Danny asked.

"Do you really want to talk about this?"

"Well, I think you want to talk about it otherwise you wouldn't be here."

"I'm just tired of it. Tired of the lies and games and sacrificing everything. I feel like every day I stay undercover, I am losing more and more of myself."

"I'm surprised you've stayed with it this long. Why don't you leave?"

"I am. We are wrapping up this latest case, and then I am gone. I just have to find a way to tell Kevin."

"You're still working with Allen?"

"Unfortunately, yes. He is still making my skin crawl."

"Is there anything I can do?"

Annie wished she could let Danny fix it. Let him save her like he did so many times when they worked together. But she knew she had to do it herself. She had to leave on her own.

"No, nothing you can do. I'm taking care of it. I'll be done in a couple of months. I'll be back on the road to a normal life. Just wait and see."

"I believe you."

Annie finished eating. Danny brought her plate to the sink and began to wash the dishes. Annie hopped up on the counter next to the sink. She looked admiringly at Danny.

"What are you looking at?" Danny asked.

"Just you. You look great – very relaxed. Are you happy?"

"I'm alright."

"Are you seeing anyone?"

"Not really. No one special."

"I'm surprised."

Danny put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher. He then stood directly in front of Annie.

"Surprised, huh."

"Yeah. I thought maybe you'd be married by now with 2.2 kids." Annie laughed.

"Yeah, right." Danny looked at her seriously.

Annie bit her lip as she looked into Danny's dark eyes…his beautiful dark eyes. She then started to trace her finger along his unshaven jaw line. Danny gently grabbed her hand.

"I thought you didn't want to do this anymore," Danny said in a low voice as he kept hold of her hand.

"Do what," Annie said with a knowing smile.

"You know what. Two years ago you stood in that doorway, and said you were afraid of getting hurt."

"I was a different person then…much more idealistic." Annie took her hand and placed it on Danny's cheek. He then turned and kissed the inside of her hand.

"I liked you idealistic."

Annie tilted her head up. Danny took his cue and leaned in to kiss her – lightly at first then with more urgency. She slid closer to straddle him so their upper bodies were pressed against each other. Annie's hands were traveling up and down the muscles of Danny's bare back under his t-shirt. Annie forgot how much she missed Danny. No one has ever touched her like Danny touches her. No one ever kisses her like he kisses her – demanding, passionate yet sweet and gentle all at the same time. Part of her thought they should stop. She shouldn't let herself get wrapped up in him until she was done with Escobar. She wasn't sure she could go back to Escobar and allow him to touch her if she lets Danny make love to her. But then Danny started to kiss a path down her neck, and all rational thought left her as his hands worked up her thighs.

Danny was startled when Annie started to push him away. She was breathless as she looked into his eyes. She then slid off the counter while still pressed up against his body. But then she started to walk away from him. He watched her as she took of his t-shirt, dropped it on the floor and walked naked into his bedroom. Danny smiled. As much as his head was saying this was a bad idea, the rest of him was saying to follow her.

Danny walked into his bedroom. She was on his bed under the sheet. He took off his shirt. She sat on the edge of the bed and unbuttoned his jeans as she kissed his stomach, and traced her tongue across the scar that she remembered so well. Danny finished undressing, and slid into the bed next to her. He started kissing her again and touching her in all the places he remembered that drove her crazy. Before they went much further, Annie had to ask him, "Danny we can't go much further unless you have a condom." When she said that, Danny remembered what she's been doing. He knows that female undercovers have to do many compromising things. It's not fair, but sometimes it's the only way they can infiltrate.

"Are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to," Danny asked.

"I want you, Danny. I just want to forget about everything for a little while," Annie replied with tears forming in her eyes.

Danny nodded and kissed away a single tear as it dropped down her cheek. He then reached into the top drawer of the nightstand and took out a condom.

They stayed in his bed for the rest of the weekend. They talked about silly, unimportant things. They ate take out Chinese. And they made love over and over again. Annie didn't want to the weekend to end. She said as much when she and Danny walked out of his building Monday morning. He hailed a cab for her and opened the door.

"I don't want to go back," Annie declared.

Danny leaned in and kissed her lightly, "Talk to Allen. Tell him you want out."

"I can't. I have to finish this. As futile as it all seems, if the deal does go down, and we can take them down – it will make a big difference."

"I knew it. You are still idealistic." Danny joked as he tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her again – this time more passionately.

Annie wanted to tell Danny how much she loved him. She wanted to tell him at least a thousand times during the weekend. But she knew she couldn't until she was done with Escobar. And to be honest with herself, she wasn't sure if Danny felt the same way or if he was just being a good friend. When they were together years ago, she told him how she felt – that was completely in love with him. But he never said the words to her. She knew that he cared deeply for her, but he never told her that he loved her.

She touched his clean-shaven face one last time, and he kissed her on her forehead. "I'll see you soon, baby. Be careful."

"Bye, Danny. Thanks for everything."

Danny watched Annie's cab drove away.

Back to present

Without going in too much detail, Danny explained to Jack, Fitzgerald and Kevin that Annie stayed with him a month ago.

"Did she tell you about the Escobar case?" Kevin asked.

"No. She didn't want to talk about work. She did say she was ready to get out. She was burned out."

Jack asked, "Do you think it's possible she just took off?"

"I don't know, Jack. She's pretty committed to this. I don't think she'd just leave." Danny replied.

"Would she call you if she did take off?" Fitzgerald asked.

"I don't know, sir. It's hard to say. I'd like to think she would."

"Jack, with Agent Taylor's personal knowledge of Agent Riley, I think your team should investigate her disappearance. Do you agree?"

"Of course, we'll get started right away."

Kevin then interjected, "I like to participate in the investigation. With all due respect to Danny, I've spent the most time with Annie than anyone in the last couple of years."

Danny's eyes darted up to meet Jack's. Without a saying a word, Jack read Danny's expression. Kevin should not be a part of the investigation, but rather he should be investigated.

"Actually, if Deputy Director Fitzgerald agrees, I think it would be wise for you to take a backseat in this case. We will interview you, of course, but maybe you are too close to be involved in the investigation."

"Too involved," Kevin answered, " If I'm too involved, then so is Danny."

Fitzgerald then intervened, "I doubt one weekend in six years is too involved. I trust that Jack's team will handle this case with the utmost professionalism. We will take Jack's cue on this. Kevin, you'll cooperate with Jack's team in any way he sees fit. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir. I just want to find her."

"We all do. She's a good agent, and if the press gets a hold of this it would look very bad for the DEA. Agent Riley is from a well-respected family in Chicago." Fitzgerald responded.

"Keep me posted, Jack. Thank you for your cooperation, Agent Taylor," Fitzgerald said before he walked out the door.

Then Kevin said, "Let me know if I can be of any assistance. Danny, I know we didn't leave things on the best terms, but we both have the same goal now."

Danny didn't respond to Kevin. He just turned to Jack and said, "I'll inform the others that we have a new case."

Jack then said the Kevin, "Why don't you go back to your office. I'll send one of my agents over to interview you very soon."

Kevin replied, "Fine. Thanks." And then left Jack's office.

To be continued.