So I'm Your Tech Support? (Sam Drake x Reader)

Unexpected Revelations

It had started with questions pertaining to the little treasure hunt they were on. Shipping routes and geographic locations that you could access information on, your laptop with Wifi much faster than a cell phone with shitty reception.

You were starting to feel like you were in school again, looking up articles and spending long amounts of time in the library researching about seventeenth century explorers and shipping routes.

You had to admit though, Victoria Cassandra de Victoire was a fascinating woman. Educated the same as a man at the insistence of her uncle, his duchy given to her rather than her alcoholic cousin, she was an ambitious woman who appeared to want more out of her life than she ever received.

She had awful luck when it came to her marriages though. Two taken by illness, another one dying on an expedition to the West Indies. You couldn't imagine how painful that must have been.

Or maybe she found it fortuitous, to be given independence and stability in a period where that was uncommon for a woman. To be able to manage her own shipping company, helmed by one explorer by the name of Olaf Wallenberg.

He was the one who's necklace you had found in Sweden, a Swede who according to your research came from the lowest of beginnings as a fish monger.

The story went his fishing boat had accidentally dredged up Viking gold, which he promptly returned to and gathered to present to whichever person could give him the best amount for it. Victoria had happened to hear of it and promptly sailed out to his boat as it was still dredging up the riches, the pair returning to dock with the gold and a business partnership already in place.

The more speculative of historians believed they might have been lovers, and based on the portrait of Olaf, you could see why. Tall and handsome with eyes of piercing blue, you were admiring the picture when your cell phone buzzed in your pocket.

[Accept call] [Reject call]

You gathered up your books, stuffing them into your bag before you slung it over your shoulder, scrambling out of the library.

You set yourself down on a bench near the entrance, taking a deep breath before you dialled back.

He picked up on the third ring, and for some reason you pictured him leaning against a railing, a cigarette poised in one hand as he held the cell phone in the other.

"How's my tech support?" He declared warmly, causing you to roll your eyes.

"Unless I'm fixing that crappy phone of yours then I don't think calling me 'tech support' is entirely accurate," you retorted with a laugh.

"Hey hey hey, I will have you know this phone is the finest twenty bucks can buy," he replied, causing you to grin. "So what have you found about our friend Victoria?"

"Nothing to explain why she is named Victory twice," you replied with a smirk. "But plenty on her supposed romance with Olaf."

"Ah, so you've come to that conclusion too?" Sam asked.

"Why, what have you found?"

Sam chuckled for some reason before he responded.

"It was Abbie, actually. She was able to decipher a coded letter Victoire left behind a brick in some chapel off the coast of Newfoundland. Told him if he got to her first the rewards would be 'more plentiful than the others could ever imagine'."

The phrase rolled off his tongue deliciously and you felt the heat in your cheeks rise just at the sound of it.

"And have you run into any of your other friends lately?" You asked, more to change the conversation than anything as you continued to blush.