A Working Vacation | Genesis & Reeve
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Genesis stared at his director blankly. "...you want me to babysit while there's a war going on?"
"I want you to assist Director Tuesti formally as a bodyguard, but if he requires help otherwise... please do assist. Since you're back at headquarters, I feel you'd be the best choice. You do the public better than most and you know it." Lazard corrected patiently.
Unsaid, Genesis had been bullied home by his team; he hadn't burned out, but he wasn't up to his usual high level caliber of combat either. Oh, it wasn't visible, and Lazard couldn't sense it like they could, but he knew the signs. Genesis was flagging and desperately needed some time off before somebody -- probably Genesis himself -- got hurt.
Genesis closed his eyes with a wry smile, and they both knew he'd given in. "Fine. I will assist Director Tuesti as a... bodyguard. Even though that's Turk territory."
Lazard fought a smile. "I appreciate your compliance. Please report to Urban Development tomorrow morning."
And so Genesis did.




















