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Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Nah, he's more likely to act on instinct than to let Elias think he's an idiot.
-laughs-
He'd call after she hit him.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Serge himself was never one for physical contact, nor did he think of himself as the ‘romantic’ type but he’s always been good at going with his instinct on things. So far they have yet to lead him astray and in this case, it didn’t get him punched in the face. So some of his instincts must be spot on in one way or another! It was a surprise to feel her grab his arm and stop him from walking away. His eyebrow rose as he looked down at her, having expected the conversation to be closed after he brought up a different topic but she had more to say.

“If reporters get to be to the point you feel like you’re drowning in them than I have not done my job right. And that’s not possible; my team is the best in the business.” He said with a confident nod. At her next statement about her being a worrier he couldn’t help but smirk slightly. That, THAT was obvious by the way she planned things and her instance schedule patterns but he merely nodded. Understanding her, or at least attempting to, was the best he could do in the situation and a small gentle smile moved across his face as he attempted to convey his willing-ness to understand her.

Following her into the kitchen he opened the little pantry and grabbed a very unused apron from it. He pulled off his black jacket and placed it over the back of a nearby chair before placing the apron on and tying it in the back. Walking back to where she was at the sink he began to go through her cleaning supplies. “Alright… Alright…” he said as if taking inventory in his mind. Once he had everything set out he turned to her. “You.” He said, his voice straight and forward. “Come.”

With that he led her into the bathroom; it was a tiny bathroom but a bathroom none the less. Taking a candle from the counter he reached into his pocket and lit it. Then, leaning over, he started a bath, peaceful steam rolling out from the tap and into the tub. Standing up, he turned to her. “Twenty minutes.” He said pointing a finger at her. “Take a bath, it will help relax and calm your nerves. If you have any bath salts or bath bombs put that in. If not, sacrifice some shampoo and make it a bubble bath. But 20 minutes you must take a bath.” With that he scooted passed her and shut the door behind him with a THUD that informed her there was no room for arguing.

And while she bathed, he would clean. Not for her, but for his own mental health… okay, maybe a little for her.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Thought you'd get a kick out of that!

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

@ICanBeAnyone Enjoy his response. He's good/bad at this.
-laughs-

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

When her rant began Serge instantly stopped what he was doing and stood there watching her closely. She looked frazzled, lost and confused. Along with being, above all, angry. But her angry was directed in many different areas, she was angry at her dad, she was angry at his job, she was angry at herself and so on and so forth. The poor girl had gone through a lot in less than four hours and now she was a chicken with her head cut off, desperately attempting to regain control of her life.

This… this was something he wasn’t good. He couldn’t handle people getting emotional. Especially women because they seemed to flip on a dime without rhythm or reason! And now he had an emotional woman ranting to him… and he had nowhere to go. The inside of him began to panic slightly as he felt like he had no control over the situation. WHAT DO I DO?! He mentally screamed to himself as his brain went through every option he could think of. OH! OH!! As if a light bulb went off in his mind, he stepped to her and gently removed the bag from her hands. Placing them down on the ground he gently grabbed her and pulled her to him. His large arms wrapped comfortingly around her, one hand rubbing her back softly while the other gently soothed her head as it rested against his broad chest, his heartbeat echoing in her ear.

After a few moments of silence he slowly pulled her back from the hug and gave her a gentle pat on her head. “You’re still you, no matter who your father is. You and your father have different last names, finish your degree if that’s what you want to do with your life and apply for the jobs you want to do. Your father’s position has nothing to do with what you should, and will, do with your life. I know that from experience.” He said with an assured nod before giving her a gentle closed lip smile and tilting his head to one side. “Now… your house is filthy. Where are your cleaning supplies?”

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As she explained her schedule he pulled out his phone and punched in note rather quickly, keeping up with her talking. This situation wasn’t anything new to him so he was rather prepared for it. Nodding along with what she said while added in a few ‘uh-huh’s to prove he was listening, he finished his notes and slid his phone back into his pocket. He then checked his watch as he went to open the door for her; however she beat him to it. A discomforted look moved across his face and he placed his hand on the door. “Job or not, a lady will be treated with respect and courteousness. It will be a rare day that a woman touches a door hand in my presence. And let’s face it, your dad is likely to get into the White House, which means you will need to get used to people holding the door open for you.”

With that he shut her door and went around to the driver’s side. Climbing inside, he buckled himself in and put his hands on the wheel. “Personally I’m a fan of hard copies instead of digital books. Finding me under the shade of a tree reading a book isn’t an uncommon sight.” The drive back to her apartment was a smooth and efficient one.

However upon Serge’s entering of the house he began to look around, mentally marking exits and entrances. He checked all the rooms before he let her go about her business. “I’ll take you to work.” He called out as she began her routine. It was currently noon. “Maybe you could benefit from a few hours of sleep before your shift starts.” His blue eyes scanned the dismantlement that was her apartment and his hands began to twitch… oh god… the urge to clean was creeping up on him once again.

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The best part was watching her turn down the other two men one by one and when she came to him, he lowered his hand from his tie and slid it into his pocket. A smirk moved across his full lips as his blue eyes twinkled down at her. So she could be playful, that was good to know but her comment as she walked away about him not lastly a day or two without sleep was laughable. Obviously she didn’t know the schedule of a single body guard; one more than one occasion sleeping was not an option.

All of this meant so much to Erik and it was obvious by the look on his face when his long lost daughter hugged him and he had the ability to hug her back. “You know,” Serge said as she approached him after her father left and it was their turn to leave. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen more of a determined look on Mr. Wilmer’s face when his own daughter told him to ‘knock ‘em dead’. Good going.”

He held the door open for her and the two left, leaving the others to carry out the orders he had worked on while the father and daughter combination were talking. Her comment caught him by surprise as he looked over his shoulder at her with wide eyes and a raised eyebrow. To her comment he actually slowed down to match her step instead of staying a few steps ahead of her. “I’m glad I could help, but I do apologize for not telling you sooner. I… Uh…” He ran a large hand across the back of his neck. “I really didn’t… know how to tell you.” He said with a nod admitting his lack of ability to communicate before they arrived at the exit door.

He pulled it open and the two headed towards the SUV. “What is your schedule today? I do need to plan around what you need to do.”

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While the two interacted with each other, Serge began to do some paperwork that sat on the coffee table off to the side. His long body sunk down in the chair and leaned over the paperwork. The layout was of a building where Mr. Wilmer was going to hold his next press conference and his team was to secure the area. This man was most likely to become the President of the United States so his security was very important.

It wasn’t long before Serge had the other two men at the coffee table as they went over the plans. Elias attempted to pull them off topic on more than one occasion before Serge scolded him for doing so, “Let them have their conversation and we will have ours. Now listen.” He said sternly which caused the young man to zip his lips in silence before listening to his superior’s plan. Let it be known that these men didn’t work alone. They were in fact the leaders of a team of 60 body guards within the company. And while Serge was the boss, he valued the input from his fellow leaders.

At the end of the conversation between the three; the men rose from their seats and returned to the talking father and daughter.

A heartfelt laugh left Erik as his daughter brought herself to her final conclusion and asked if everything seemed alright. “You are so much like your mother Lu. It’s heartwarming to see.” Reaching over he placed a large hand gently on hers and gave her a friendly, reassuring pat. “That sounds wonderful. Here.” He took the pen from her and wrote his cell phone number at the top of the page. “We’ll start with a basic communication and schedule small meetings for coffee to brief each other on what has been happening and from there we’ll move forward.” He nodded adding his own notes to her paper to show that they were on the same page.

“I know this is a lot for you to take in so suddenly.” He said with a small nod as he placed the pen back down onto her folio. “But I cannot express how thankful I am for you being willing to try.”

“Mr. Wilmer?” The door to the office crept open and a blonde woman her head into the office. “You have your press conference here in 10 minutes we need to get going.”

A sigh of defeat left Erik as he nodded to the coordinator. “Alright, thank you.” Then he turned his attention to her. “Lu, in this running for office situation, things could… could get a little crazy if the world learns about you right now. That being said, I’d like to assign one of my elite body guards to be with you until after the election next week.”

“Pick me!” Elias said quickly, shooting his arm up into the air and waving it wildly. “We’d have a great time together!”

Ron rolled his eyes, “You wouldn’t get anything done. Pick me.”

A smirk moved across Serge’s face as he watched the girl, his large hand pulled gently at his tie, “I’m the best choice, I can follow you without bothering you and I don’t train or use dogs so there wouldn’t be any restrictions to where I can or cannot go. Plus you said you wanted to ask to keep me. Now’s your chance.”