Love's lawyer

Chapter 3

"Alan, it's Rose. Don't come via the front door of the office right now. Paps are there. Instead, go to the underground parking lot. You'll find it on the right of the building, I'll open you up when you're there." I said over the phone.

I heard a long sigh at the other end of the telephone, and a slight alright being murmured on the other side of the phone before realizing he had hung up. I looked outside and saw Alan's white BMX E83 right outside the building. I exited my office and went towards the security headquarters. The two security agents in post nodded to me and I asked them to let the white SUV into the garage. I thanked them and jogged to the elevators, taking one of them to the underground garage. I rapidly spotted his car. He was still inside it, his head resting on the steering wheel.

"Alan..." I said softly, knocking on the glass of his tinted window.

He opened the door and I was met with the horrible vision of his face streaked with tears. My fan part of him wanted to hug him and hold onto him. But the professional part of me knew I had to keep a distance with the man if I wanted to stay in Mr. Glenn's good graces.

"Come, we'll go to my office, and talk. I think there's a way for us to..." I try to explain to him.

"You don't understand, do you? The paps, it's her. She sent for them. When I came back home, she was there, in the house. The baby sitter was gone and she had packed the kids' bags. She was about to leave. I tried to talk to her, to no avail, she just kept telling me that I couldn't keep them safe from the press... She's right. She has taken the kids, I signed a paper saying I was alright with it... Right after, I panicked. She tricked me, so I decided to come..." he told me, his forehead still resting onto the steering wheel.

"Alright, don't worry, I'm going to fix it... Come now, we'll get you to my office, it'll be much better there." I said, trying to sound the most comforting as possible.

"Thank you, Rose, I don't know what I'll do without you." He told me, giving me a slight smile.

"It's nothing, Alan. For the moment, we're going to take it one step at the time. First, we'll review what you have signed for the custody of your children, then we'll see what we can do about it. I do believe that you had a marriage contract?" I asked, remembering that many celebrities had them done when they married to protect themselves.

"We do have one, but I think she thought about it too. It seems as though she thought about everything. I have it with me, along with all the papers I thought could be related in any way to her infidelity." He said, having regained a semblance of confidence.

We walked to the elevator and back to my office. I told him to make himself at home and told June to disturb me under no circumstances.

"Alright, if you could clear me through all the gibberish there, I would be forever grateful. I am not that skilled with legal stuff." He tried to joke before breaking into tears. "It's just so unfair. I have done absolutely everything for her, and that is how she repays me. If only I had listened to Emma. She always told me that Alix was a bad influence on me. We had a huge fight a few months ago about it. She kept telling me to be careful around her. I'm a fool. I should have seen that coming. I mean, who would want to love me. I'm old and ugly. She's so beautiful and smart..."

"Alan, don't say that. First, you might more mature but it also means you have more experience. That can't be bad, can it? Second, you're not ugly. Come now look at the number of women that fantasize about you. I mean if my boyfriend was half as good looking as you are, I would be extremely lucky. I don't know your wife so I can't judge her beauty. But I know that if she left you for another man a few months after having given birth to her son, she mustn't be that smart. Now, I have looked over your papers and think I might have found a way for you to have custody of your children." I said confidently.

Over the next two hours, I talked over my plan with Alan. At the end of the meeting, he had a bright smile on his lips and was already feeling a lot more confident with himself.

"See you tomorrow Rose, thanks again for everything. I hope your plan will work. If it does, I'm taking you out for dinner. If you're alright with that, of course." He told me, bringing my hand to his lips as he did a few hours earlier and brushing it with his lips.

"It would be my pleasure, Alan," I said before giggling. Yeah, I fucking giggled in front of Alan Rickman. If I could, I would have died of shock right there. But I figured that I already had ridiculed myself in front of him and only a freaky 'bye' left my lips.

"So, I saw you there with Mr. Hot-Shot-Actor. Is it serious?" my assistant June asked, jumping onto me as I entered my office.

"I don't see what you mean June. You must be hallucinating." I replied, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up on me.

"Yeah right, and I'm the queen of England. Come on, you could see it from a mile around. He was practically begging you to jump him. I mean, he kind of asked you out on a date, and the way he looks at you!" She said to me, a large goofy smile on her face.

"June! He's a taken man, and besides, he's trying to make it work with his wife. For his children sakes, so if you would just shut up and let me do my job, it would benefit both of us immensely. Thank you very much!" I replied quite meanly to her.

"Ooh, jealousy. I like that. Anyways, I guess we'll be seeing quite a lot of him in the next few weeks. Won't we Rose." She told me cheekily.

"Oh shut up will you!" I replied before closing the door to my office, hearing her frank laughter behind it.