It's a holiday

[Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic]

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[attr="class","Tiffanynert"]Tiffany sighed and looked towards Julian. He was stubborn. “FBI isn’t exactly known for playing by the rules.” She didn’t want him to be caught in the crossfire. “As a former seasoned defense attorney, I know there are loopholes and they will find them.” Biting at her lip. “You don’t need that headache Julian. I trust you… it’s the system I don’t trust.” She let it all out in a few bits of what she wanted to say. She grabbed a blanket up off the couch and cuddled up to him once more getting more comfortable. At least she was talking and not holding it all in right? That wasn’t usually something she was comfortable doing, talking. That or she was just very out of practice.

Though one thing she found she was able to do was relax. Julian’s arms, she missed someone just holding her. In a way, she wanted more of it and in another way she didn’t want it at all but she let him. If she was being all back and forth about it, there was no way he was going to understand. “I honestly didn’t know where else to go.” She whispered quietly. The FBI could follow her anywhere they really wanted to do so, well unless she left the country. Then again knowing her ex he’d track her down using the CIA’s help. “Even skipping the country won’t work, hell my passport is probably suspended.” She mused.

To be honest, she wasn’t even sure what wasn’t being monitored. She felt like she was being tracked anywhere she went. Then there was a knock on the door. Harley had only been a few blocks over and had made her way this way as soon as getting the call from the chief. It had been lights but no sirens. There was no need to freak everyone out but she’d wanted to make it through all of the lights. At the sound of the door, Tiffany balked and faced the door, she was standing up breathing a little heavy. She pinched the side of her nose reasoning that it was probably the CPD that Julian had phoned for and nothing more before she spoke. “I um… I’m gonna go get into something more comfortable.” She replied. That would give him as much time as he needed with whomever was at the door, on the off chance that it wasn’t the CPD.

∵ Julian Vukovic ∵

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[attr="class","Tiffanynerlyric"]你知道捲土重來的樣子嗎
我沒有從哪裡出來

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[Julian Vukovic]

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[attr="class","eddieright"] "You could marry me, Tiffany." Because stalking the wife of the city mayor could be career suicide. It would be the proverbial loophole in their favor -- something even an FBI agent abusing federal resources would surely want to think twice about. The CPD, whose budget had seen major increases under Julian's tenure, would have a vested interest in protecting Tiffany. At the same time, she had just gotten out of a bad marriage. Why would she even think about saying yes to such a crazy proposal? You'd think, as the mayor, he'd put more thought into his ideas before opening his mouth. Before the two of them could discuss the implications of Julian's suggestion, there was a knock at the front door. As if putting this conversation on hold wouldn't make things even more awkward. Standing up, Julian paused for a moment before heading over to the door by himself. The still skittish Tiffany instead taking Julian up on an earlier offer to get changed into something more comfortable. Or it could have something to do with the 'm' word he'd just used out of the blue. Julian knew that had been a poor choice. "That must be the Lieutenant Olivia sent over. Should be just a few minutes." Julian answered the door, finding a tall, blonde-haired officer standing in front of him. The patrol car was parked out on the street behind her -- a warning, if Tiffany's ex-husband decided to come sniffing around. A warning, Julian hoped, the man took seriously. "Lieutenant," Julian greeted the woman. Not the most pleasant circumstances under which to meet but, as the mayor, he had had an obligation to treat his city employees with the respect they deserved, no matter what his current mood. After all, the police were here to help at his own request. What they didn't need was for Julian to be a great big bundle of nerves, worrying about Tiffany, even if that's exactly what he was doing. Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic [attr="class","eddieright2"]

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[attr="class","Tiffanynert"]Tiffany could have sworn she heard him give a nonchalant proposal before things turned to the knock at the door. Disappearing before she decided to answer she thought about the implication of that. Marriage records were public record, she was certain that the mayor would know something like that. Taking a breath as she went to get changed, she weighed her options. It was something to discuss but she had just left a marriage gone south. What was she expected to say? Ruining a friendship wasn’t exactly on her list of things to do.

She could still hear the conversation from the hallway. Part of her was still curious who was at the door. “Good evening Mayor.” The woman greeted him. “The area is clear and you know where to find us if you need us.” She handed him her card. “Feel free to call me directly if you need.” Harland offered taking a step back and pointing to the car. “I won’t keep you.” She added though she gave him time to respond, as she didn’t want to be rude and just walk away if he had anything to say.

Tiffany decided that changing was overrated. While she welcomed a change of clothes it just felt stranger somehow with the conversation that they were in the middle of. Once the officer at the door left she wandered back downstairs. “Are you suggesting what I thi….” yeah she wasn’t even able to finish that statement. “It’s an idea…” There were good ideas and bad ideas and she wasn’t sure if rushing into another marriage was considered a good idea but it wasn’t a bad idea, therefore it was an idea. If the press found her here… technically that protected both of them but she wasn’t entirely convinced, though she hadn’t thrown the idea away.

∵ Julian Vukovic ∵

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[attr="class","Tiffanynerlyric"]你知道捲土重來的樣子嗎
我沒有從哪裡出來

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[Julian Vukovic]

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[attr="class","eddieright"] "Thank you, Lieutenant. I appreciate your assistance. So does Tiffany." There was nothing more that needed to be discussed – the officers would have been briefed on the situation by Olivia – and Julian closed the door, checking to make sure that it was securely locked. With as skittish as Tiffany was, that would be one of the most important things he did all night. In fact, Julian wouldn't be surprised if Tiffany went around to each door and window herself just to make sure. For now, maybe they could both get back to the old movie and settle down. Except... Julian took a long look at Tiffany when she wandered back downstairs. Despite having left the living room to change, she still wore the same blue jeans and blouse. He could only shake his head, a little amusement creeping into an otherwise concerned expression. Even with the patrol car stationed outside of his house, it wouldn't stop him from worrying about what Tiffany's ex might try. Nonetheless, Julian tried pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, instead pondering what Tiffany had actually done while he'd chatted with Lieutenant Quinn. Women could be so complicated when it came to clothes – an opinion built over the years, growing up alongside four younger sisters. "I think so?" Julian frowned, trying to determine if their conversation had taken a turn in another direction. Ever since he had casually proposed the idea, she hadn't so much as mentioned the word. Were he and Tiffany still talking marriage? He hoped so, otherwise this discussion was about to get even more awkward, if that were humanly possible at this point. "It doesn't have to change anything between us, Tiffany. We'll still be friends. It'll just be a slip of paper that gives you increased protection. If your ex wants to target the mayor's wife, he'll also be combating the full resources of the CPD." Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic [attr="class","eddieright2"]

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[Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic]

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[attr="class","Tiffanynert"]“Those are public record.. If the press finds me here.” Well things could go badly and Tiffany was already worried. “If they found out you were giving a protection proposal to a friend in the middle of a friday night.” Tiffany wanted to laugh it was evident she was holding it in just a little as a smirk emerged. No, Julian was right in this case. She bit her bottom lip as she thought about how she was going to phrase it. “You’re nuts but yes.” She lightly shook her head in a nodding motion so that there would be no mistaking her answer.

What was she thinking? Tiffany glanced outside at the headlights of the police car as they turned off and turned into just parking lights. Probably so as not to disturb anyone inside the house from bright lights or something. That was Tiffany’s best guess, though she didn’t vocalize it. Tiffany looked down at her clothes and then innocently at Julian. “I wasn’t sure which bedroom was which, and I wasn’t fond of snooping.” Well it was a half truth and Tiffany being a lawyer and judge sold those well.

Things tonight were so complicated. Her best friend was now her fiance, technically. She was hiding from the FBI by letting the CPD take watch. Yes, today was very backwards. Tiffany leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. The movie would be starting soon, she really wanted to change before that. This time for real. Right now she just wanted to relax.

∵ Julian Vukovic ∵

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[attr="class","Tiffanynerlyric"]你知道捲土重來的樣子嗎
我沒有從哪裡出來

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[Julian Vukovic]

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[attr="class","eddieright"] There were times Julian didn't care what the media thought. Since this couldn't be described as illegal or unethical, nor interpreted as such, how he chose to help his friend certainly qualified as one of those instances. Sometimes reporters really needed to keep their thoughts to themselves. Personal lives were meant to be just that: personal. Julian chuckled at Tiffany's answer -- nothing about his proposal had been orthodox, so why should her response be? "You're still the one who said yes. That might make you a little bit nuts too." In the span of an hour and a half, since Tiffany had arrived looking cold and scared at his front door, their lives had taken another drastic change. This isn't the way Julian had pictured getting married: proposing on Friday night and getting the license next week, but that's where the two of them were at. If Tiffany wasn't such a good friend, this might have felt like an impromptu drive-though wedding in Las Vegas. Julian didn't know how he'd even begin to describe this to his parents, let alone Mia, who actually lived here in Chicago. "We can pick up rings over the weekend. Get the marriage license on Monday. Make this official." Tiffany shouldn't feel like she was stepping on eggshells -- not here and not now. Not considering Tiffany was a friend and... more than that now. His fiancée. "If we're going to be married, Tiffany, you need to start considering this our house," Julian insisted. They could still sleep in separate bedrooms, but he wouldn't be thinking of her as a guest. "Go on. I'll pause the movie for us if it comes on. Second bedroom on the left." Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic [attr="class","eddieright2"]

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[Xiao "Tiffany" Vukovic]

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[attr="class","Tiffanynert"]Tiffany had her reasons for accepting such a crazy idea. She'd not have said yes, if she didn't think their relationship had a chance. Putting herself in a miserable spur of the moment marriage was definitely not the goal. She trusted Julian though, they were close friends, so there was room to grow. Something she was willing to jump head first into. He could call her nuts too but there was logic behind her yes.

Right, there was crazy to the rings and then crazy for acting like a guest in the house now apparently. “Yes dear, but you mean Tuesday, it's a holiday.” She was only teasing him with the term of endearment as she disappeared around the corner. This time she decided that she had run out of excuses not to change. Despite this being where she lived now, she still felt like she was in a completely foreign concept.

Pause the movie? The thought was a nice sentiment. Tiffany got dressed and then came down to the living room. She laid on the couch beside Julian watching the movie and eventually she fell asleep in his lap somewhere in the last half of the movie. It was one she had seen before but she was tired, and having someone familiar around made it easier for her to sleep.

∵ End Thread ∵

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[attr="class","Tiffanynerlyric"]你知道捲土重來的樣子嗎
我沒有從哪裡出來

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