Writing this down while the dream was in my head.

Late teens boy, baby face, is a con artist. A very good one. Infiltrates his targets as a young teenage girl.
He's being supported by ex Agency man and woman team (not related, unless as cover and not sure there's any feeling there).
They're very caring for this boy and will do anything to protect him.

My brain run me through a series of heists and scams, sometimes money, sometimes intel.
The team do occasionally interact with government spooks but usually it's "off the books".
The intel has proven useful so the CIA wants this kid as an asset from the end of "season 1" and so the stakes are upped through to the end of "season 2" as our plucky crew have to evade the pros too.
Season finale, the CIA dragnet closes in and he's taken into agency custody, the guard closing the van door with a totally-not evil "Wait till they get a hold of him..."

"Screen" fades to black.

I wake up, worried and scared about my principal character. Realise it's a dream and feel sad I'll probably never find out how it all ends.

It was cool, fun, tense and a trans teen figuring themselves out while doing cool stuff.

So I figured I'd write what I remember before it all fades away into the ether of lost dreams/memories...

Gonna try sleep some more. Gotta be up at 5...