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The days leading up to the move were horrifying, even if there are only two of them. Both of the days were spent packing everything up Eve would need and spent getting a few other things because she wasn't sure what she could get in the UK, seeing as she had no car. 

In the end, she had three suitcases and a bag full of things with her on the plane. 

Boarding the plane had been quite alright, not too many problems but upon arriving there was a slight problem to find all her suitcases. 

Then she also struggled to get into a cap with her things, so when she finally stood in front of her house, where her real estate agent was already waiting for her with her keys, Eve nearly cried because of happiness. 

Moving in her things in was easier, seeing as the house came with quite a lot of furniture, that included the kitchen and bathroom, as well as nearly the whole living room furniture. A bed and closet were also there already, but Eve decided to order a few new things, also a new mattress, and to make the guest room into her own little fitness and physical therapy room. 

She had brought quite a few of the things that she had in France, nearly a suitcase was dedicated to her job. 

A whole day was spent moving things around to her liking, unpacking her suitcases, and ordering things she needed online that also included a massage table for her "office" as she would call it. 

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Waking up was quite weird for the French woman, she was in a new bed, in a new house, in a different county. 

After getting ready Eve called a cab, she needed to buy a bike in the afternoon so that she could get there by herself. 

Arriving at the huge Red Bull racing building made it really sink in, that Eve now worked here. Whilst standing in front of the building, just staring at it, Daniel came up to her and tapped her shoulder. 

With a squeak Eve turned around, not having noticed that the Aussie had walked up to her. "Good morning! First day at work huh?" 

"Yeah, are you prepared for my assessment?" 

"I need to be prepared for that?" 

Meanwhile, they had started walking towards the hallway where the dressing rooms, as well as the fitness and physical therapy rooms, were. "No but you two seemed hesitant so I thought that you might mentally prepare, No?"

Daniel had to laugh because Eve's accent came through quite harsh when pronouncing "hesitant", it was a good way to hide the awkwardness he felt. He didn't think that she would have caught on to them being nervous because of her. 

"Ahhh, no it's fine." 

They parted ways when Daniel went to get changed and Eve entered her office. 

There were boxes with the new equipment she had ordered and with excitement she opened them, looking for places for them. 

The "PhySys" device was already built and stood there in all its glory, it was used for quite a lot of things so she made sure that the instructions for the electrotherapy device was always near her. She knew how to use it, it was the same model as the one they used in training but it's better to be safe than to be sorry. 

The French woman took notice of a timid knock at her door and with a quick "Oui!" that was yelled in the direction of her door it opened. 

Max and Daniel just stood there for a quick second, staring at the small woman that sat at her desk with two chairs in front of her. 

Max took notice of the new devices and the generally friendlier feeling of the room but he couldn't quite tell why that was. 

Daniel on the other hand could tell why. There were fluffy towels, all throughout the rooms, and carpets in front of some of the things, the room looked less cold and actually seemed like they were wanted here.

Obviously, Eve helped, because if there was one thing Daniel and Max knew, it was that Eve did not hurt their eyes, quite on the contrary. 

Eve's curls were in a ponytail, and she wore a simple pair of jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt tucked into her pants with simple sneakers. 

Together the two athletes sat down in front of her, still silent. "You two act like I am going to kill you." 

No answer. 

Upon receiving silence Eve looked up from her notebook. "Seriously, I am just going to ask you questions and we maybe do one or two exercises." 

Whilst Daniels's shoulders relaxed, max was still tense. "Okay so here I have your files, can you please look over them if all the data is correct?" 

When she slid the files over to the two of them, Max noticed her hands again. Such short fingers for a body that was so normal. It really threw him off. The Dutch driver kept staring at her hands instead of looking at his folder until Daniel nudged his elbow. The French woman didn't notice the interaction as she was typing on her keyboard. 

Still, silently the files came back to her. It was uncomfortable for the Physical Therapist but if her patients were more comfortable like this, she was quite okay with it. 

"Okay so my plan for today is having a quick assessment with both of you so that we know what you want to work on, and then your guy's trainers will join us for your regular training. I will just be there watching and making suggestions in the worst case. After that, we will come back here to see if you have any problems after the training and so that I can file it all. Are you okay with that?" 

Max gave her a curt nod and Daniel smiled at her but it seemed pained. The Aussie took notice of how their new addition didn't get frustrated with them after giving her the silent treatment and Max quite literally being an asshole to her. 

She was calm and collected.

"Okay, so Max let's start with you. Are you okay with that?" 

"Okay." 

That was the first thing he had said all day to her, she had already talked with Daniel on their way in but hearing Max's voice felt sort of validating seeing as he was her biggest critic at the moment. 

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