[SMUT WARNING]
Y/N is just a girl, albeit a genius, but mainly just a girl who is mourning and in desperate need to escape her grief. So she goes to visit one of her oldest friends, Emily in Washington DC. Y/N was just looking for an escape, but wha...
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It had been 2 months since your mother had died and you had had enough of funeral services, memorials and people who you barely knew crying and offering their condolences. That's sort of what happens when you live all over the world. You meet so many people you can barely keep track, but your mum was good like that. She could always put a name to a face. "Good ties are important little swan" she had always said. Little swan, that was her nickname for you that no one else was allowed to use. As a child you wouldn't allow it.
Coming from a large family, you always felt it was important to have your own identity as it were, and little swan was what that was for you. You were the youngest of five with four brothers, Zachary, Christopher, Thomas and Benjamin; so it was quite easy for you to get lost in a crowd. There were always people around you to help you out and keep track of everything, for example, peoples' names.
But 2 months on, you had to get away, you needed an escape from your grief. Luckily, an old friend had said you could go to her for a visit whenever you needed, so you packed your bags, said goodbye to your father and your siblings and headed for the airport, ready to leave London for Washington DC.
Travelling so much as a child meant that you were pretty used to flying, 5 minutes on a plane and you would conk out, so the 8 hour journey didn't affect you too much. You decided to try and sleep on the plane when you would in DC time, that way you would be less jet lagged when you got there, you wanted to surprise Emily at work as soon as you landed.
10 hours after you left your house, you touched down in DC. You had been to DC quite a few times before. Your mum was always having meetings with ambassadors all over the world, including in the united states, and your whole family nearly always followed. Your dad had homeschooled you most of your life so it was pretty easy for you all to drop everything and move wherever was needed.
Even though you had been in the White House, Houses of Parliament, the UN headquarters, you had never been in the FBI academy. You had never needed to, but seeing as Emily worked there now you finally had the opportunity. It was one of those things that didn't quite seem real, you watch movies and TV shows but never think about actually setting foot inside. As you took the train journey down to Quantico, you twiddled the ring you had on your left middle finger around and around. It was the last thing your mum had given you, and knowing it was there was like she was always with you.
When you arrived, you got your visitors pass, being a diplomat's daughter had some perks in government, no matter where, then headed to the elevator you had been instructed to go in and just as the doors were about to close, you heard someone shouting from the other side of the doors. "Hold the door! Hold the door!" It was a male voice, didn't sound that much older than you, you pressed the button and put your foot in the way of the closing door. Just as you did a man stumbled into the elevator and you moved your suitcase out of the way so he could get in comfortably. He had fairly long brown hair and soppy brown eyes like a puppy dog. "Thank you." He said a little breathlessly to you, "No problem, which floor?" You asked, he looked down at he buttons, "Same as you apparently." He chuckled slightly and you smiled, looking up at him, he was really cute. Just looking at him made you blush. You quickly looked back down at your hands, fiddling with your ring again, hoping he hadn't noticed, but he had. He smiled down at the pretty girl next to him, hoping she would look back up at him, but she didn't.
