Title: R is for Renewal
Disclaimer: Scarecrow and
Mrs. King and all it's characters belong to Warner
Bros. and Shoot The Moon Enterprises Ltd.
I'm just borrowing them, since THEY
won't do anything with them anymore, for
my pleasure and hopefully yours! The
story is completely my own. Any
resemblance to any other fanfic or one of the
episodes is entirely unintentional except
for references to
'The First Time', written by Eugenie Ross-Leming
and Brad Buckner; 'Over the Limit', written by Tom Roplewski; and a few
paraphrased lines from 'The Eyes
Have it', written by Lynne Kelsey; 'Nightcrawler',
written by George Geiger;
and 'Stemwinder I & II', written by Robert W.
Gilmer and George Geiger.
"How Do I Live" written by Diane Warren,
sung by Trisha Yearwood, and
"Shameless" by Billy Joel. No infringement
intended.
Summary: A time for renewal. Total fluff.
Timeline: August 13, 1989-Two years and
six months after the secret marriage.
Marriage has been public knowledge for
eight months. Everyone knows
everything. Well, as much as you can in a *need
to know* world. Fits into my
*Where've You Been* Universe.
Feedback: Sure, constructive criticism
accepted with a very open mind, on
list or off, I could use the help. Flames will
be used to light my husband's
cigarettes as he is always losing his lighters.
(If I don't get many flames
maybe he'll quit!)
Thanks: Huge thanks and cyber-chocolate
to my friend and beta, Kathy. Your
support, brainstorming, and correction have been
and will continue to be
priceless and unquestionably the reason this
part of my little tale is so
much better than it started out. It has been an
absolutely incredible
*working* relationship. You have my undying
gratitude. (Could I throw in my
last-born, too?!)
Notes: Just another moment in my version
of Lee and Amanda's life. Hopefully
when I'm all done with these they fit
together believably. Oh, I took some
creative license with the
backyard/gazebo. Heaven knows the original writers
did.
********* Represents a shift back in
time.
Archive: SMKfiction, FF.net and
SMKfanfiction.
Rating: PG
Written by: MusicBox a.k.a., Momm2five,
Laura
Chapter One
4:00 PM--
August 13, 1989--4247
Maplewood Drive--Arlington, VA
Lee Stetson stood under the tree in his
backyard, shifting his weight from
foot to foot. He barely registered the dozen or
so people who were standing a
few feet away. 'Why am I so nervous?' Lee
thought with a slight shake of his
head. 'It's not like I haven't done this
before.' Soft music started and he
looked toward the house as Dotty began walking
toward him. She was fidgeting with her flowers and smiling anxiously at the
guests. 'She's as nervous as I
am' Lee smiled. The thought comforted him
somehow; although he doubted it was
for the same reasons. His mother-in-law
had been fretting over details for
the last six months and he knew she wanted
everything to be perfect today.
Dotty stopped in front of
Lee with a smile, leaned up on tiptoe to kiss him
on the cheek, and proceeded to her place
near the small arbor they had set up
beneath the tree house. The music changed
and Lee once again found his eyes
drawn to the rear of the house. He wiped his
hands restlessly on the legs of
his tuxedo pants as the rest of the guests
turned to watch his wife, escorted
by Phillip and Jamie, walk toward him.
About eight months earlier they had
decided it was time to come clean about
their mystery marriage and secret life.
Lee had never felt so relieved. Some
radical French-Canadians in Quebec had
held him hostage for almost a week,
and both he and Amanda had thought they'd
never see each other again. After
his release from a hospital in Montreal, and
their return to DC, they had
gathered Amanda's family, Billy and Jeannie, and
Francine to make their
announcement. Now here they were renewing their
vows in front of their
friends and family. And it had been his idea.
Amanda had been fine with
simply telling everyone and moving on with their
new life. Lee, on the other
hand, wanted everyone to know how serious he was
about this woman and her
family -- their family. He had surprised Amanda
and delighted Dotty with his
idea.
********
"Amanda," Lee sighed quietly, "I don't
think you understand. I didn't suggest
it because I thought it was what you
wanted." He looked across the kitchen
table and met her gaze with the same
intensity as the day he had asked her to
help him at the train station. "Believe
it or not, this is something I want
to do."
Dotty was fairly bouncing in her seat at
his admission. Lee knew his
mother-in-law; she wasn't about to let her
daughter ruin the last chance she
had at arranging a wedding. His thoughts were
confirmed when she joined in
their conversation.
"Darling, I think the man has a point
here. You really should listen to him,
you know. It's a wonderful idea." She
walked up behind her daughter and
patted her shoulder. "I like his way of
thinking."
"Mo-ther," Amanda groaned, dropping her
head into her hands. Lee smiled,
knowing his wife, pretending to be irritated
with him, would confront him later. He and Dotty had formed somewhat of an
alliance when it came to Amanda.
She had reprimanded him more than once for
*ganging up* on her with Dotty,
but he knew how happy she was that he and her
mother got along so well.
After a moment, Amanda looked up and
locked eyes with him. "Lee, you don't
have anything to prove." She reached
across the table and covered his hand
with her own. "We've been married for
over two years. I really think you've
made your point and shown that you're
serious about me . . ." she looked
around the kitchen briefly and gestured toward
the stairs. "About us."
"Amanda," he sighed. "I know how I feel.
You know how I feel. So do the boys,
your mother, and Billy. But no one else
really does. They think they know how
Scarecrow feels." He glanced down at
their joined hands and sighed again,
looking back up at her. "I want everyone
to know how Lee Stetson feels." He
turned his hand over and entwined his fingers
with hers. "Last time it was just
the two of us. No one else heard our promises to each other. I want to
make those promises in front of witnesses
this time." His eyes had never left
Amanda's as he lifted her hand to his
lips.
Out of the corner of his eye, Lee saw
Dotty dabbing at her eyes with a
napkin. She sighed and said, "Well, if I didn't
know before, I sure do now.
Oh, Amanda, how can you deny this poor man the
pleasure of showing everyone
how much he loves you?" Amanda rolled her eyes
and shook her head, a small
smile coming to her lips. With a sigh, she
leaned over the table and brought
her face within centimeters of her husband's.
"I think a wedding is a wonderful idea.
Not every woman gets to marry the man
of her dreams twice." With a wink she
leaned closer to him and touched her
lips to his briefly before turning and
heading for the den.
And so he had won. How, he didn't know.
It must have been Dotty.
*********
Lee looked down at Amanda and smiled.
"You look beautiful," he whispered,
taking her hands in his. He could barely
resist the urge to kiss her, but he
knew it was too soon in the ceremony, so
he settled for lifting her hands to
his lips and kissing the back of first
one hand and then the other. His gaze
traveled down to her dress and he smiled
in recognition. She had made it from
the same pattern as the black dress Lee
had admired years ago; the only
difference was the color. This dress was white,
with glittering rhinestones
on the straps instead of the pearl buttons that
adorned the original. The
fact that it was the same dress was not lost on
Lee. It had been an integral
part of his realization that his feelings for
his partner ran deeper than
simple friendship.
Amanda and Dotty had
managed to keep the wedding dress a
secret until this moment. He simply
stared at Amanda through the beginning of
the ceremony, lost in his memories,
nearly failing to catch what the minister
was saying. Somewhere in the fog his mind
registered the question posed to
him.
"Do you, Lee, take Amanda to be your
wife?"
Lee broke into a huge, dimpled grin. "I
sure do," he breathed.
A few of their guests chuckled and he
watched as Dotty dabbed at her eyes
with a wadded up Kleenex.
"And do you, Amanda, take Lee to be your
husband?"
"I do." Amanda answered with a smile.
The minister looked to the guests and
said, "Lee and Amanda have prepared
their own vows for this ceremony and
they'd like to share them with you now."
He nodded to Lee and stepped back.
Lee cleared his throat nervously and
shifted his weight from his left foot to
his right. Taking a deep breath, he
looked down at his feet and closed his
eyes. After a moment, he looked into
Amanda's eyes, smiled, and squeezed her
hands.
"I love you, Amanda," he started slowly.
"You're my world, my heart, my soul.
You've given me something I have wanted,
needed, since I was a little boy.
Something I had buried the need for so deep
within me that I convinced myself
I had forgotten about it. You wound your love
around my heart and had the
patience to wait for me to slowly realize it."
Lee shook his head slightly and gave a short laugh. "So very, very slowly." Smiling, he looked into Amanda's eyes, squeezed her hands, and continued, speaking so quietly the guests had to strain to hear his words. "You wore down the defenses I worked so hard to keep up. You were my best friend, my strongest ally, and finally, my life. I fought it so hard. I didn't want to need you . . . didn't want to admit what I felt every time I looked in your eyes or took your hand. I've never in my life found anything I couldn't resist. I could walk away from anyone and everything I've ever known. But not you. I couldn't walk away from you. For the first time in my life, I had no control over my emotions."
He
smiled again as she reached up and wiped
away the tear that had escaped and
was trailing down his cheek. "I gave you my
heart years ago. Unfortunately, I
didn't tell you I had." He shook his head slowly
before continuing. "Thank
God for your patience, your friendship, your
loyalty," he paused for a moment
and winked at her, "your stubbornness."
"Amanda Stetson, you are the best, the
bravest, the smartest, most beautiful
woman I have ever known." Lee smiled as
he saw the recognition of his words
in her eyes. "Two years ago I promised to
love you, honor you, and cherish
you. But I did it all wrong." Amanda opened her
mouth to speak but Lee wasn't
about to let her interrupt him. He placed a
finger over her lips and shook
his head. "No" he whispered, then took a deep
breath and continued. "The
last eight months have been better than I ever
dreamed my life could be.
You've given me a family, a home, a reason to be
careful, a reason to be
alive. The promise I made you then isn't enough
this time. This time I want
everyone to know how I feel about you, and your
family. I promise to love, to
protect, and to cherish your family as my own. I
promise to be your biggest fan and your best friend. And I promise to love you,
Amanda, with everything
I am, as long as my heart is beating."
Lee kissed Amanda softly on the forehead
and smiled against her skin as he heard Dotty sniffle loudly. Lowering his
forehead to rest on hers, he
whispered to his wife, "Your turn."
"Wow, I don't think I can top that one,"
Amanda whispered in reply, looking
up to him with misty eyes and a tender smile.
She cleared her throat, never
taking her eyes off of the man to whom she owed
her very life.
"Lee, you are my best friend, my love,
and my life. You make me feel like the
only woman in the world. There were times
I thought you'd never feel the same
way I had begun to feel and times I was
sure you did, even if you didn't want
me or anyone else to know. For a while
there, you sure kept me guessing. There
were times I never believed I'd be lucky
enough to capture your heart and
soul the way you captured mine. Your devotion
and support still take me by surprise. You have helped me become the woman I am
today, and you've helped
our sons become confident young men, putting all
of our needs before your
own. We're the luckiest two people on the face
of the earth." Amanda's voice
broke slightly as she saw Lee's smile widen, his
eyes brimming with tears.
"The first time I looked in your eyes,
there on the platform at the train
station, I knew I'd never be able to say no to
you. I felt a connection with
you at that very moment. Oh, you frustrated me
something fierce for most of
the first two years we knew each other, but I
knew," she reached out with one
hand and placed it on his heart. "I knew deep
down inside, behind that wall
you'd built up, somewhere, Lee was hiding."
Amanda's eyes still had not left
his. She smiled again as Lee reached up and
covered her hand with his. "We're
meant to be together. To share the rest of our
lives with each other . . .the good and the not so good. I'd be lost if I lost
you. All those times you questioned whether or not you were right to involve me
in your life," she
closed her eyes and shook her head. "It wasn't
your choice. It wasn't even
mine. We were brought together to complete each
other. I love you, Lee
Stetson, with all my heart, all my mind, all my
soul. I promise to comfort
you, care for you, stand by you, and love you
for the rest of my life."
The minister cleared his throat and
stepped back up to Lee and Amanda.
"By the power vested in me by the
commonwealth of Virginia, I pronounce you
husband and wife . . . again," he said
with a grin. He tipped his head toward
Lee and winked. "You may kiss the bride."
Lee let go of Amanda's hand and took her
face in his hands, brushing away the
tear that rolled silently down her cheek.
He tilted her chin up and smiled at
her softly. "I love you Mrs. Stetson.
Always," he whispered, as he leaned in
and kissed her. As they deepened the
kiss, Lee slid one arm around her waist
and pulled her closer. He vaguely heard
snickering over his left shoulder and
felt a tap, tap, tap on his right.
Breaking off the kiss, he realized they
had forgotten about their audience.
Amanda blushed and Lee turned sheepishly
and shrugged his shoulders at the small
group of family and friends.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Mr.
and Mrs. Lee Stetson." The minister
announced.
A cheer and applause rose from the
backyard as Lee took Amanda's hand and led
her back up the aisle through a shower of
rice toward the house. Pulling her
in the back door, Lee turned around and closed
the door, locking it as he
pressed Amanda between himself and the wall.
Lee leaned on the wall, one hand on each
side of Amanda and whispered
huskily, "What do you say we skip the reception
and get an early start on our
honeymoon? You know, I was deprived of a real
honeymoon last time."
Amanda smiled as she slid out from under
his arms and stepped away from him.
She turned around to see Lee drop his
head dejectedly to his chest and push
himself off the wall. He turned to face
her and sighed.
"And I was deprived of a real wedding
reception last time, Mr. Stetson," she
said with a wink, brushing grains of rice
out of her hair. "We need to stay
and eat and mingle with our guests. Then we can
leave." Amanda took a slow
step toward her husband and placed her hands on
his chest. "You'll get your
honeymoon this time." She leaned up and kissed
him, pulling back just as he
began to respond. "I promise." She grabbed his
hand and gave a slight tug as
she turned toward the door. With a grin, she
glanced over her shoulder at him
and said, "Come on, our guests will wonder what
we're doing."
With a snort, he tightened his grip on
her hand and pulled her back to him,
her back pressed up against his chest.
Dropping his head to her shoulder, he
whispered in her ear. "No, Mrs. Stetson,
I think they'll know exactly what
we're up to." He felt her relax in his arms as
he trailed kisses up her neck
to just behind her ear, then groaned as she
pulled away and turned to face
him again, not letting go of his hand. He took a
step toward her but she
pressed a finger against his chest to keep him
from advancing on her further.
He squeezed his eyes closed and ran his free
hand through his hair. "Amanda .
. . " He pleaded, her name sounding more like a
groan.
She smiled mischievously as she
interrupted him. "You owe me a wedding
reception, Stetson, and I intend to
collect. Right now." Amanda had moved
another step back toward the door. "Come
on, big fella. Let's get this show
on the road." Lee watched her as she reached
back, unlocked the door, and
pulled him out into the bright sunshine to join
their guests in the
celebration. He was glad she hadn't taken him
seriously. There was still a
surprise or two waiting for her this evening and
to throw her off, he needed
to act as 'normal' as possible.
He pulled the door shut behind him,
glancing at his watch in the process.
"You have three hours, that's it. Not one
second longer. And then you're mine
for the next week." As a group of well
wishers approached, she turned around
to face him, running a hand slowly up the
front of his white tuxedo jacket.
He took a deep breath and prepared himself for
what he knew was coming. She
had been trying to get their destination out of
him for weeks.
Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his
ear. "I don't suppose you're going
to tell me where we're going yet?"
Lee tried to suppress the shiver that ran
down his spine at the feel of her
breath on his ear. He grinned at her and shook
his head. "Not a chance.
Unless, of course, you intend to take me back in
the house and interrogate me
. . . "
Amanda laughed up at him. "Not a chance."
She responded with a wink.
Chapter two
4:55PM--August
13, 1989--4247
Maplewood Drive--Arlington,
VA
Lee took in the scene before him with
contentment. Friends and family
surrounded them, and the woman at his side,
holding his hand as if she would
never let go, was finally, publicly his wife. A
slow smile spread across his
face as he accepted hugs and words of
congratulations. This was how it should
have been all along. No secrets, no
lying, and no mystery.
Sliding his arm around Amanda's waist, he
drew her close against his side.
"When are we going to eat?" he whispered in her
ear. "I'm starving."
Amanda looked up at him with a brilliant
smile. "Whenever you're ready,
Mother and Francine have the food set up in the
gazebo. And, being the guests
of honor, we get to eat first."
"Does that mean we get to leave first,
too?" Lee raised an eyebrow at Amanda
and leaned in for a slow, deep kiss.
After a moment, Amanda reluctantly pulled
away. The small group of guests had
broken into a round of applause at their
kiss and Amanda blushed, ducking her
head. "Let's go eat, Stetson."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After everyone had finished eating, the
tables were cleared and rearranged to
create a small dance floor.
The guests had settled in and were
talking amongst themselves when Billy stood and cleared his throat. "I know I
wasn't one of the best men, but they came to me and asked if I would take care
of the toast." He smiled and nodded
in Philip and Jamie's direction. "I told
them I'd be honored." As everyone
refilled their champagne glasses, Billy moved to
the middle of the dance
floor.
"Lee, Amanda," he started with a huge
smile, "this toast has been almost six
years in the making." Amanda looked up at
her husband and smiled, as Dotty
reached for the box of Kleenex that had been
placed at her seat. Billy
grinned at the 'newlyweds' again and continued.
"I, unlike most of you," he
gestured to the rest of the crowd, "have had the
pleasure of watching this relationship grow from strangers and reluctant
associates, to friends and
partners, and finally, this. Lee, I knew you
just needed the right woman. I'm
so glad you found her. I'm so glad I thought of
putting you two together!" He
let out a hearty laugh, which Lee and Amanda
joined.
"Amanda." He shook his head and gave her a warm smile. "What can I say about you? You never gave up on Lee; never let him give up on himself. You're the reason he is a better person. And that was no small feat. The two of you have gone through so much in the last five years to get to this point, I don't know of anyone who deserves this day more than you do. We're all so happy for you. Congratulations!" Billy raised his glass and everyone followed suit with a chorus of "Hear, hears" ringing through the backyard along with the sound of clinking glasses.
Lee stood, and, after
hugging Billy, turned to the rest of the guests. "I
just wanted to thank all of you for being
here to share today with us. I know
it has been a strange situation, to say
the least, and I know I speak for
both of us when I say your support and
acceptance means everything to Amanda
and me." He glanced over at his wife who
nodded her agreement. "Thank you,
everyone." He looked at her again and
smiled softly. "And now, I'd like to
dance with my wife."
His eyes never left hers as he called
out, "Guys?"
The boys had set up Philip's stereo in
the gazebo and were going to serve as
DJ's for the reception. It had been their
gift to Lee and Amanda, who made
them promise not to play anything
unrecognizable. Jamie had agreed.
"We're on it Lee," Phillip answered.
"My I have this dance, Mrs. Stetson?" Lee
lowered his voice to a husky
whisper as he held out his hand to her.
"The pleasure's mine." Amanda stood as
she placed her hand in his.
He grinned at her and brought her left
hand up to his lips, kissing it just
above her wedding ring. "No . . . it's
not." He caught a sparkle in her eyes
and felt the now familiar tightening
around his heart. He knew for as long as
he lived, he'd never tire of the feelings
she evoked in him. Lee slid his arm
around Amanda's waist and drew her as
close to him as possible. Their
attention was drawn from each other as Jamie
stepped forward and began to
speak.
"Mom, Phillip and I got some songs
together for the two of you. But before we
play those, Lee wanted us to start with
this one. He said he wanted a little
bit of *adult* music tonight, too." Jamie
blushed as the crowd snickered.
Lee winked at his stepson and continued
for him. "I was worried about our
ability to dance to what the boys had picked and
I was looking for something
to play for our *first* dance. I knew Billy Joel
was safe." Amanda smiled as
her sons rolled their eyes and groaned at Lee.
"But as I was listening, I
found this one. This song is from me to you,
Amanda. It's my life, in a nutshell. And how you've changed it." He nodded at
Phillip who pushed the
button on the cassette deck.
Amanda shivered as Lee laid his cheek
against hers and began to sing softly
with the song that was playing.
Well I'm shameless
When it comes to loving you
I'd do anything you want me to
I'd do anything at all
And I'm standing
Here for all the world to see
There ain't that much left of me
That has very far to fall
"Well, Dotty, I have to say, you were
right." The elderly woman glanced at
her sister. "This time."
"What in the world are you talking about,
Lillian?"
Lillian gestured at the couple slowly
dancing before them. "He certainly is
in love with her. You can see it all over
his face! And those vows . . . "
she fanned herself with her free hand. "Are you
sure he wrote them himself?"
Dotty put her hand on her sister's arm
and smiled. "Trust me, Lillian, we
went through a whole box of Kleenex for those
vows." She smiled even bigger
as her sister's eyes widened.
"You mean to tell me that he let you read
them before today?" she gaped.
"Let me read them?" She looked around and
lowered her voice. "He came to me
to make sure they didn't sound . . . now, how
did he put it? Oh, yes, *too
mushy* was his exactly wording. Can you believe
it? *Too mushy*, indeed. I
knew there was more to it than just an employee
- boss relationship. I'm
telling you, Lillian, he's been looking at her
like that for years . . . "
You know I'm not a man who has ever been
Insecure about the world I've been living
in
I don't break easy, I have my pride
But if you need to be satisfied
I'm shameless,
Baby I don't have a prayer
Anytime I see you standing there
I go down upon my knees
And I'm changing,
I swore I'd never compromise
But you convinced me otherwise
I'll do anything you please
"Do you really think he'll do it, honey?"
Jeannie Melrose smiled at her
husband.
"Well, I wasn't sure, but lately he's
been talking more and more about
getting out of the field. After that fiasco in
Montreal it doesn't surprise
me. With my promotion, there's an opening just
waiting for him. Before
Amanda, I thought he'd never settle down. Look
at him now." A huge grin
spread across the Agency Director's face as he
took in his best team. "It's
time and he knows it." He turned to look at his
wife and took her hand. "I
know exactly how he feels. Amanda would never
ask him to quit, but . . . "
"But he'll do it for her anyway." Jeannie
finished for him, leaning over and
kissing him on the cheek. "They're very lucky."
"Yes, they are."
You see in all my life
I've never found
What I couldn't resist, what I couldn't
turn down
I could walk away from anyone I ever knew
But I can't walk away from you
I have never let anything have this much
control over me
Cause I worked too hard to call my life
my own
Yes I made myself a world and it worked
so perfectly
But it's your world now,
I can't refuse
I never had so much to lose
"You know, I still can't believe it
sometimes. I look at him --with her—and
it still just doesn't make any sense.
It's obvious they belong together, and
that he's completely in love with her,
but . . . " Francine accepted the
glass of champagne Leatherneck handed her.
"He's found his soul mate." Leatherneck
took a sip from the frosty mug of
beer he held and winked at Francine over the
rim. "You know, it's kinda like
finding' the right car . . . or the right gun .
. . "
Francine rolled her eyes at him.
"Seriously. What is it about her? What does
she have that none of those other women
had, that a glamorous, exciting
career and lifestyle doesn't have?" She shook
her head, taking a sip of the
bubbly drink. "Maybe it's not her I'm having the
problem with. Maybe it's
Lee. We were so much alike. We both knew exactly
what we wanted out of life
and none of that matters to him anymore.
He gave it all up for her. Not that
I don't like her, of course. She's
definitely come a long way in the last few
years . . . she's become an excellent
agent and a friend but I still have a
hard time . . . "
"Francine," Leatherneck cut in with a
grin. "You're starting' to sound like
her." He leaned in closer to her and
whispered, "trust me, the right woman
can make the wrong man a new man. I mean,
look at us. Who would've ever
thought, huh?"
Francine scooted away and glared at him
over the top of her champagne glass.
"This is just two co-workers who didn't
have dates, attending the wedding of
two close friends together." She paused
for a moment and punctuated her next
words with a jab to his chest. "Nothing
else. Got it?"
"Oh yeah, I got it . . . "
I'm shameless...shameless
You know it should be easy for a man
who's strong
To say he's sorry or admit when he's
wrong
I've never lost anything I ever missed
But I've never been in love like this...
It's out of my hands
I'm shameless,
I don't have the power now
But don't want it anyhow
So I've got to let it go
I'm shameless, shameless as a man can be
You can make a total fool of me
I just wanted you to know
I am shameless
"I meant everything I've said today,
Amanda. I'm happier today than I ever
thought I could be. Even happier than our
first wedding day." Lee smiled down
at his wife as she looked up at him.
"Mother was right." She smiled as Lee
gave her a confused look. "She once
told me you were the best thing that had
ever happened to me."
The end