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For Your Protection: Chapter Four
“What are you waiting for?” Davis asked with a slight bit of impatience.  “You need to get going.”
“But…what…what am I supposed to do?” Shane asked as he looked down at her.  Despite the fact that he was constantly telling himself Lux was nothing more than a computer he simply couldn’t bring himself to just pluck her up like he would a cell-phone or tablet.  Everything about her was just too human for him to understand.  His eyes looked over her hands and her limbs and her hair and her face…even the tiniest details like the freckles.  It was too much.
“It is not a big deal,” Lux said as she walked closer to the edge of the desk.  “Go on, now.”
“R-right,” Shane said.  He pulled his hand away from his side and started to reach for her.
“Not like that,” Davis said.  “Look, just pay attention…” he trailed off as he walked up t
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For Your Protection: Chapter Three
If Assists could show anger in a more human way, Davis was sure Shane wouldn’t be smiling after looking over at Lux.  She looked positively livid – for a computer – which unfortunately didn’t always translate to people who weren’t around Assists very often.  He supposed that ‘ignorant poor kid’ would have described him best so though the kid burst out into a nervous chuckle, Davis remained stoic until the Shane composed himself.
“Are you finished?” Davis asked him.
“Y-yes I am,” Shane said as his hazel eyes danced between Davis and Lux.  “But…you weren’t serious, were you?”
“As serious as a heart attack…” Lux said, “…for a human anyway.”
“You…but you’re…”
“I am an Assist,” Lux said again.  “Is something unclear about that fact?”
“Well, no I—”
“Have you never seen an
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For Your Protection: Chapter Two
Two
Shane Pearson was late for his second job interview.  As he raced around his house in an absolute panic he almost trampled right over his little sister who was getting ready for school.
“Watch it,” she hissed as only a 7th grader could.  “Where are you going dressed like that?” she asked as she took him in.  “You trying out for 50 Shades?”
“Ha ha ha…I don’t even know what the hell that is,” Shane said as he stood in front of his mirror.  “The guy said to come in a suit and tie.  It’s not like I picked it out.”
“The sleeves are too short,” she said as she walked up and tugged on the jacket.  “They’re supposed to reach down to your hands, aren’t they?  I mean I don’t know a whole lot about suits, but something tells me—”
“This was all I had,” Shane said as he glanced down.  Dammit, she was right though.
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For Your Protection: Chapter One
“I do not require a bodyguard,” a soft-faced beauty said to the man leaning over on his desk.  “I am an Assist.  I can take care of myself.”  The dark-haired woman frowned when the man across from her smirked and settled back in his chair, leather crinkling against leather.  His sharp eyes remained focused as he took in the small female Assist who only stood in front of him on his desk – just shy of eight inches tall.
“I think you’re wrong about that, Lux,” he answered as the smirk never left his features.  
“I am not wrong—”
He reached out and rubbed the dark stubble on his sharp chin and kept his dark brown eyes focused on the girl in front of him.  “Assist or not, we need to be careful of how we deal with you—”
“Deal with me?” the Assist snapped.  “If you have such a problem with me and worrying about me, how about you consider putting me in a larg
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So hey there G/t readers!! I was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading and reviewing my last book release, "Cruel and Unusual". It's sitting at about 43 reviews but I would love to hit 50 in April. Is anyone out there a fast reader and can post their reviews on Amazon?

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So it really is funny that I stumbled upon this website. It's so great to know that I'm not the only one who enjoys G/T movies and G/T writing. :-) I hope that people enjoy my stories because I really do enjoy writing and getting feedback.

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“What are you waiting for?” Davis asked with a slight bit of impatience.  “You need to get going.”
“But…what…what am I supposed to do?” Shane asked as he looked down at her.  Despite the fact that he was constantly telling himself Lux was nothing more than a computer he simply couldn’t bring himself to just pluck her up like he would a cell-phone or tablet.  Everything about her was just too human for him to understand.  His eyes looked over her hands and her limbs and her hair and her face…even the tiniest details like the freckles.  It was too much.
“It is not a big deal,” Lux said as she walked closer to the edge of the desk.  “Go on, now.”
“R-right,” Shane said.  He pulled his hand away from his side and started to reach for her.
“Not like that,” Davis said.  “Look, just pay attention…” he trailed off as he walked up to Lux and easily grasped her in one hand around the waist and held her up to him.  “Does this seem so difficult?” he asked.
“No.  Not when you do it,” Shane said, blushing again.  Dammit, why was he blushing?  It wasn’t like she was real.  She was a computer.  “Okay, here.  I’ll take her.”
“Just place me on his shoulder,” Lux instructed as though he hadn’t spoken.
“Shoulder?” Shane croaked out.
“Would you rather I walk by myself?” Lux asked.  “It might take a little bit longer than if we simply used your long legs to carry us both.”
“They’re not that long…” Shane protested just as Shane set the girl on his shoulder.  He had to crouch down a bit to make things easier for Davis but once he was there…he definitely noticed.  It was so weird.  He wasn’t sure what he was basing his theories on but he had expected Lux to be colder…metallic…but she wasn’t.  She was warm and though there wasn’t a heartbeat or breathing, her hair grazed against the sensitive skin on his neck and he let out a shiver.
“Everything alright?” Davis asked once his Assist seemed secure.
“F-fine,” Shane said as he straightened back up.  “Just a new experience.”
“New for the both of us,” Lux said.  “I do not think I have been this high off the ground before.  You are tall for a human.”
“I’m not that—”
“Nonsense,” Davis said as he waved the two of them off.  “You’re tall and that’s good.  It’ll be harder for people to grab her.  I like that.”
“I guess that’s true,” Shane said.  “Can I ask a question?”
“Sure thing.”
“Was that the reason you asked my height during the first interview?”
“Was what the reason?” Davis asked.
Shane cleared his throat awkwardly.  As he was about to open his mouth again the tiny voice next to his face spoke up.  “Davis, he is curious about why he was hired.  He is wondering if his listed height of 6’5” played a significant role in your interest of him.”
“Yes, that,” Shane said.
“It played a major role,” Davis said shortly.  “Now go.”
Shane winced at the crispness in his voice.  Davis didn’t bother to mince words or make him feel better.  He simply told him what he needed to know in the least amount of words possible.  “You said three?” he asked again.
“Three o’ clock, I need her back,” Davis said.
“And tomorrow?”
“You will report at your given location every morning via text.  Lux will take care of all of that.  I’m assuming you have a cell phone?”
“Uhm…”
Davis rolled his eyes.  “Really?  In this day and age you don’t have a cell phone?  Not even one of those pre-paids?”
“After my dad—”
“Lux,” Davis grumbled over him.  “Fix him up.  Please.  This is…unexpected.”
“I will make sure that he has the appropriate methods of communication, Davis.  Are we free to go now?”
“You’ve been free to leave but your companion seems to be nervous about leaving.”
“No, that’s not it,” Shane said.  “I’m nervous about walking.”
“Why?”
“Because…she’s on my shoulder.”
Davis frowned.  “She will be fine.  You aren’t the first shoulder she’s ridden on and due to her size I’m sure you won’t be the last.”
“I would not require to ride on shoulders if—”
“Lux, do not start this again,” Davis said.  “The car’s out front.  Please go.”
“Yes, Davis,” she said as she pointed ahead.  “Just go out the way you came,” she instructed Shane like he was a horse.  He was too nervous to protest as he left the office with the girl on his shoulder, watching every step.

***

“Take his measurements,” Lux said in a clear voice once she and Shane had reached the first stop on the ‘improvement tour’ as she liked to call it.
“Excuse me?” Shane asked with a frown.  He looked increasingly nervous as several men walked up to him with different methods of measurement.
“We’re going to have to ask you to put that thing down,” the one man said.
Shane’s brow furrowed at the man’s tone.  “She’s not a thing,” he said.  Why was he defending her?  It wasn’t as though she liked him…or was even a ‘she’ in the first place.  But hearing someone call her something other than Lux set him on edge.  He supposed that it had nothing more to do with being her bodyguard and wanting to do his job right.
“Keep your composure,” Lux’s voice rang in his ear.  “This is a place where many of Davis’ clients go and we cannot have random hires making a scene.”
“But he called you a thing,” Shane said.
“Am I alive?” Lux asked.
“No.  But you seem self-aware—”
“I am programmed to be self-aware—”
“I this it’s more than that,” Shane muttered.
“Sir?  Please?” the taller of the two men requested his attention with his hands out.  “If you’ll just hand me the girl—”
“I’ll take care of her myself, thanks,” Shane said, turning away from the two salesmen to take her up with two hands and set her on the arm of the nearest chair.  He still couldn’t get over how life like she felt in his hands.  From riding with him in the car, to the walk up to the building, he could feel her presence against his skin.  It was surprisingly nice.  Awkwardly, he knelt down in front of her again.  “You’ll be okay here, won’t you?”
“Of course,” Lux said.  “Why do you ask?”
“I’m supposed to be your bodyguard…”
“I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself,” Lux said.  “Now please.  Go get fitted.  We have a lot of places to go and we need to have this all finished by three.”
“I don’t suppose a lunch break would be included in this?”
“Assists do not eat.”
“Ahh…but humans do,” Shane said with a soft smile.  He tilted his head as the Assist tried to recognize the teasing in his tone but she merely gave him a blank stare.  Those green eyes.  It was the only thing he noticed that made her seem like a computer and not like a person.  That and some of the things she said.  Maybe he could work on that with her.
If she let him.
“If you could just stand up for me, sir,” another voice chimed in.  “We still need to take your measurements.”
“So…lunch?  I know a nice place,” Shane said, ignoring the men who were now flanking him on either side.  “I won’t get up until you say yes.”
“That…that is preposterous,” Lux said.  “Get up.  We need to get the fittings done.”
“Not until you agree to have lunch with me.”
“Sir—”
“Give it a rest,” Shane said in a sharp tone.  His demeanor completely changed when he wasn’t talking to Lux and she recognized the change immediately.  She wasn’t frightened – but she certainly looked different.  Shane’s hazel eyes softened as he brought his attention back to her.  “Say yes.  Say we can take a lunch together.”
“Okay,” Lux said at last.
“Really?  You’ll have lunch with me?”
“I said okay,” Lux said.  “Just…please.  Get measured.”
Shane smiled.  “Awesome,” he said with a chuckle as he straightened up.  “Have at it,” he said to the two guys.
“Finally,” the younger and shorter of the two muttered as he started to take his measurements.  He read the numbers aloud to the other man who was now holding tablet and stylus.  “You got all that, Frank?” he asked.
“Got it.”
“Do you have anything in stock for today?” Lux asked, back to her sterile self.  “He really needs something for tomorrow.”  When no one answered her, Shane spoke up.
“Did you hear what she said?  Apparently I need something for tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” the older man Frank repeated.  “Why so soon?”
“He was recently hired—”
“Sir?” Frank asked, looking at Shane.
“She was telling you,” Shane said.  “I was just hired for a job.”
“Huh,” Frank grunted as he continued to scroll on his tablet.  “We received a call that this will be for Telescope?”
“That is correct,” Lux said.
“Sir,” Frank said as he rolled his eyes.  “Do you think you could power that down for a bit?  I’m having a hard time focusing on getting this organized with all the extra noise.”
“Power her down?  What’s she doing wrong?” Shane asked.
“Nothing.  It is simply a request.”
“I’m not powering her down or whatever you said,” Shane said.  “Find a way to deal with her.”
“I do not need anyone to deal with me,” Lux interjected.  “If he would like me to go into silent mode, I do not have a problem with it.”
“Well I do have a problem with it,” Shane said, narrowing his eyes down at the tiny man hunched over his screen.  “For your information, I’m basically working for her, so I would ask you kindly to show her some respect.”
“Show…the Assist respect?” Frank asked as he looked over at his younger colleague.
“Please…” Lux said in an almost exasperated voice, “…we need to finish up so we can get to the next place.  Without problems.”
“Whatever,” Shane grunted as he held out his arms for another measurement.  “I wouldn’t stay another minute in this place if you paid me.”
Frank narrowed his eyes and angrily clicked on the screen.  “Respect for Assists…whatever next.  Now,” he said in a clipped voice, “we do have something that will be accommodating for tomorrow.”
“You have to understand,” the younger man said over Frank, “that your measurements aren’t exactly common, Mr…”
“Pearson,” Shane filled in.
“Mr. Pearson,” the younger man continued.  “If you were a bit…”
“Smaller?” Lux chimed in, trying to ignore Frank rolling his eyes.
“Y-yes.  If Mr. Pearson were a bit smaller than we would probably have some more suits readily available but this is a very special case.  We’re going to have to let out quite a bit of fabric to make some suits ready.”
“We haven’t required sizes like this since that Harry Potter party for Halloween,” Frank said stiffly.  “All those athletes needing slacks and jackets, what a time suck.  Good money, though and fantastic tippers.  You should have been here in October.  We would have had plenty for you, but things have cleared out since the winter.”
“I can understand that,” Shane said.  “But you did say that you could have something ready for me for tomorrow?”
“We can have it ready by this afternoon,” Frank said as he glanced down at his watch.  “Can you stop by around two?”
“Shouldn’t be a problem,” Shane said.
“How many other suits will you require?” Frank continued.  “Are their certain colors?  Do you have any special requirements?”
“Uhm…” Shane glanced over at Lux.  “You know what Davis is looking for, right?”  As she went to open her mouth, Frank cleared his throat.
“Actually, I’ll just give the office a call,” Frank said.  “I’m sure they have a better of idea of the specifics.”
“Why?  She can tell you right now,” Shane said, growing annoyed again.  “She keeps that sort of information, don’t you, Lux?”
“I have it,” she said shortly.
“See?  So you don’t have to be rude,” Shane said.
“I was not being rude,” Frank said.  “I simply will find it more convenient to contact Telescope and make sure—”
“She’s just as accurate!” Shane blurted out.  “What’s your problem?”
“There’s no problem,” Frank said.  “Very well.”  He frowned and looked down at Lux as one would glance down at a hooker shopping on Rodeo Drive.  “Care to tell me what I’ll need?”  His tone was so curt that Shane had to control himself from starting to yell at him.  What was with this guy?  He had no idea that people had problems with Assists.  Why was he acting like this?  And why wasn’t Lux responding to it?  In the office she seemed to enjoy messing around with Davis to a certain extent, but here she was so submissive.  So willing to shut herself down just because a stranger required it.
Shane was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even hear the instructions Lux had given to him.  He glanced up as Frank finished writing something down on his pad.  “Is everything good, then?” Shane asked.
“Fine,” Frank said.  “We can have the rest of the order sent over to Telescope by Monday next week.”
“So just one suit until then?” Lux asked.
Another dry clearing of the throat.  “Yes.  I see he is wearing a suit now,” Frank said.  “So two.”
“That one does not count,” Lux said.  “Thank you, though.  I will inform Mr. Kraft that you were most hospitable and patient with Mr. Pearson.”
Shane looked incredulous.
Hospitable?
Patient?
“Are you kidding?” he asked with a frown as he walked over to the table to pick up Lux.  He was less nervous this time as she was already holding her hands above her head and waiting for him to do so but he turned over his shoulder to look at Frank.  “He’s been rude.  I don’t care what you say, Davis is going to find out what actually happened.”  For the first time, Frank’s calm demeanor evaporated and his face reddened significantly.
“I was only following protocol,” he said stiffly.  “A request to power down your machine is hardly unorthodox.”
“She’s not a damn machine,” Shane hissed.
“I am,” Lux said.  “I apologize for Mr. Pearson’s behavior—”
“Don’t apologize for me!” Shane said as he grabbed her around the waist and set her on his shoulder.
“I am programmed—”
“Your stupid programming sucks!” Shane bellowed.  He lifted up his head as the younger salesman disappeared into the back room, probably not wanting to get into a confrontation but Shane was livid at this point.  “How can you let him talk to you like that?  Don’t you care?  Don’t you have feelings?”
Lux ignored him.  “We should head to the next stop.”
“You’re impossible,” Shane muttered with a shake of his head.  “No one could possibly enjoy being treated like that.”
“She is an Assist, Mr. Pearson,” Frank said.  “You do understand that, don’t you?”
“Shut up,” Shane snapped as he walked past.  “I understand.  I just didn’t know there were still people out there like you.
“Like me?”
“People who have problems with Assists,” Shane muttered.
“I have no problem—”
“There is no problem,” Lux said.  “We are going to head out.”
“Damn right we will,” Shane said as he finally left the store and the somewhat fresh air outside the store calmed him down immediately.  “That guy was such an ass,” he said as he quickly located the car and started to walk over.  “How can you stand it?”
“How can I stand what?”
“The way he was talking to you!  Saying you weren’t alive and—”
“I am not alive, Mr. Pearson.  I am an Assist.”
“You seem pretty alive to me.  And don’t call me that.”
“What?”
“Mr. Pearson.”
“Why not?” Lux said.  “Your last name is Pearson, correct?”
“Yes.”
“And you appear to be male.”
If he were in a lighter mood, he would have laughed.  As it was, he only let the corner of his mouth creep upward the slightest bit.  “I am.”
“So what is the problem?”
“That’s what people called my dad, okay?  I mean…you heard what Davis said about me calling him ‘sir’,” Shane said as the driver exited the car to let them enter.  Shane didn’t have the energy to tell the man that it wasn’t necessary but instead just slumped in the back seat.  “I’m not Mr. Pearson.  I’m Shane.”
“If you would like me to call you Shane, I will do so but I fail to see the negative connection to your father.”
“Of course you don’t see it.”
“Would you like to explain it to me?”
“No I wouldn’t.”
“As you say,” Lux said, turning her head and instructing the driver where to take them next.
It was so weird to talk to someone who wouldn’t fight him.  Who wouldn’t push him.  Shane was so used to people prying into his personal business that he almost felt offended when Lux didn’t.  Was that part of her programming?  Was she not allowed to ask questions?  Was she simply supposed to exist?
“Can I ask you something?” he finally worked up the courage to speak to her again directly once the car had started up and they were headed to their next stop.
“You can ask me anything you like,” Lux said.  “And I will supply you with the best answer I can.”
Shane looked out the window.  “What…what exactly is your role with Lotus?”
“She is my companion.”
“Yeah, I heard Davis say that,” Shane pressed.  “But that doesn’t exactly mean you need a bodyguard with you.  You must be more than someone who carries around files in their memory bank.”
“I can carry files.”
He rolled his eyes.  “Look, would you be offended if I took you off my shoulder?”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“It’s really hard to talk to someone when I can’t look at them.”
“I am not a someone—”
“You are to me,” Shane said insistently.  “Can you try to remember that?  You’re a person to me and I plan to treat you that way.  Can you please try to remember that, Lux?  With me, you’re not a computer and you’re not just some Assist.  You’re a person and I’d like to treat you like one but you’ve got to work with me a little.  Please?”
“You want to see me as a person,” Lux said carefully.
“Yes.”
“I…I do not know if I will meet your requirements.”
“Why not?”
“I am not a person.”
“Please, Lux.  It would mean a lot to me.”
“What do I have to do?”
“You only have to be yourself,” Shane said.  “That’s enough for me.”
“Be…myself,” she repeated back to him slowly.  It was as though she was processing the words for the first time.  “I…I will try…my best…to be…myself,” she said in an exaggerated tone.
Shane smiled softly.  “Good.”  He was making progress with her already.  “Now about what I said…”
“If you would like me off of your shoulder—”
“It’s not that I don’t like you there.  I just want to see your eyes when I’m talking to you.”
“As you wish,” Lux said.  Shane stiffened as he felt the light weight on his shoulder shift away and before he could process what was happening, Lux was standing on the seat next to him.  She had amazing balance considering the city roads.  “Does this work for you, Shane?” she asked, taking care to remember his request from earlier about his name.
“Yes, it does,” he answered back, smiling down at her.  “It’s a lot more comfortable for me to talk to you like this than having you perched on my shoulder.”
There it was again.  That look of hurt.  Entirely too human for a girl standing less than a foot tall.  “I am sorry if my size bothers you.”
“It doesn’t bother me,” he insisted.  “I actually…” he trailed off and let the words hang in the air a moment before he continued.  Anyway, like I was wondering before.  I think it’s weird that someone like Davis Kraft would want to hire a bodyguard for an Assist.  I mean I get your companion is Lotus Fields and she’s like a legit music star but something isn’t adding up.”
“Adding up?”
Shane nodded.  “Yeah, I mean.  Couldn’t you just be with her all the time?”
“Davis does not want that,” she said softly.
“Why?”
“I do not know.  I just know that he does not want us around each other all the time.”
“Even though she’s your companion?”
Lux’s eyes shifted slightly.  “Yes.”
“There must be something else,” Shane mused.  “Didn’t you mention something about her drinking?”
“Lotus drinks.  As many humans do.”  She frowned in thought.  “Though Davis did say that she says too much.”
“I wonder what that means.”
“He will not tell me, so I doubt that he will tell you.”
“Davis seems to have a lot of secrets.”
“You have no idea,” she said, looking away.
“So you’re really just her Assist, then?  What about what he said?”
“What did he say?”
“There was something else you needed to explain to me.”
“Oh.  That.”
“Does it have something to do with Lotus?”
“It does,” she said with a slight nod.
Shane looked surprised as she gave up the answer to him so easily without actually answering anything.  “You’re important to Lotus and Davis, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
“But why?”
“Are you sure t you want to know?” she asked.
“Wouldn’t ask if I didn’t.”
“You mentioned earlier that you liked the sound of Lotus’ voice.”
“I like it,” Shane said with a smile.  “But I was more embellishing to get on Davis’ good side.”
“So…you don’t actually like it?”
“No, I do!” Shane said.  “I was just saying that it’s good.  Especially the stuff that isn’t popular.  Why do you ask?”
“Well…you are looking at the actual voice of Lotus Fields,” Lux said.  “That is the reason I am so valuable to the two of them.  Lotus does not actually sing her own songs.  I do.”
Shane looked down at the tiny Assist with surprise in his eyes.  Could Assists lie?  “Y-yeah right,” he muttered, turning to look back out the window.  “If you don’t want to tell me the secret yet, that’s fine, but don’t make up stuff to be funny.”
For Your Protection: Chapter Four
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If Assists could show anger in a more human way, Davis was sure Shane wouldn’t be smiling after looking over at Lux.  She looked positively livid – for a computer – which unfortunately didn’t always translate to people who weren’t around Assists very often.  He supposed that ‘ignorant poor kid’ would have described him best so though the kid burst out into a nervous chuckle, Davis remained stoic until the Shane composed himself.
“Are you finished?” Davis asked him.
“Y-yes I am,” Shane said as his hazel eyes danced between Davis and Lux.  “But…you weren’t serious, were you?”
“As serious as a heart attack…” Lux said, “…for a human anyway.”
“You…but you’re…”
“I am an Assist,” Lux said again.  “Is something unclear about that fact?”
“Well, no I—”
“Have you never seen an Assist before?” Lux insisted.
“I’ve seen them.”
“When?  Where?  How many?”
“I don’t know,” Shane said, surprised at how embarrassed he felt under the Assist’s sharp scrutiny.  “I don’t keep track.”
“What do you keep track of, Mr. Pearson?”
“Lux,” Davis warned.  “You don’t need to be so hard on him.”
“Be too hard on him?  What about me?  I am the one who will be in his care and to be quite honest, I do not think he is trustworthy.”
Shane’s expression darkened.  “Hold on.  Just because I was a bit surprised—”
“You laughed at me, Mr. Pearson.  Does that mean something else than what I assume?”
“I wasn’t laughing at you.  I just thought this was a joke.”
“So you think that I am a joke?” Lux said.
“No.  Of course not—”
“Am I not worth of being protected simply because I am not human?”
Shane reddened.  “I…I didn’t say that.”
“What are you saying?”
“Well…to be honest…you’re not a human and—”
“That is enough,” Lux said, suddenly sounding dismissive as she turned her attention to Davis.  “Find someone else.”
“Wait…what?” Shane asked, standing up suddenly.  The movement surprised the Assist and she stepped away from him.  “You can’t be serious.”  He looked over at Davis for some help.  “Mr. Kraft, I—”
“Do you have a problem with Assists?” Davis asked, frowning.
“No, of course not.  I just don’t see them too often.”
“Did you really think that we would bring someone with a resume as empty as yours to protect one of our stars at Telescope?”
Shane shook his head.  “No.  But I guess I never thought—”
“Lux may be an Assist but I can assure that she is worth more than you are,” Davis said.  He caught Lux looking up at him but he continued.  “This Assist – rather – Lux is very important to this company and to myself.  She’s also very important to Lotus—”
“Do not,” Lux said.  “Do not tell him anything.  He should go.”
“Maybe you’re right,” Davis conceded as she shook his head.  “I’m sorry, young man.  I thought you would be a good fit but as you can see—”
“You have to let me take this job,” Shane said.  “Please.”  He lowered his gaze to Lux.  It was strange to beg a tiny girl for a job but he was desperate.  No one else had called.  No other company would pay him half of what he would receive here.  “Please.  Let me at least try.  I’m sorry for laughing earlier.”
“Apology accepted, but I still do not—”
“Please,” Shane insisted as he crouched down in front of her so he could see her eyes without looking down at her.  She was so damn small that he felt so uncomfortable.  “You don’t understand.  I need this job.”
“What for?” Lux asked.
“It’s…” Shane reeled over his words, “…personal.”
Her surprisingly bright green eyes sharpened their expression.  “Do you think that I could understand your human woes?” Lux asked.
“I didn’t say that!  I just said it’s personal.  Everyone has secrets, don’t they?”  He glanced up at Davis who suddenly reddened and lowered his head.  “I need this job to help my family,” he said reluctantly.  “Just give me a chance—”
“You being here was your chance,” Lux explained.  “And you laughed at me.”
Shane’s worry continued.  The girl was a computer but the look on her face almost said that she was hurt.  He didn’t think that Assists were supposed to look hurt.  For some reason this really bothered him.
“I didn’t mean to laugh at you.  I’m sorry…this is all so new to me.  I mean…you said it yourself, I don’t know a lot about a lot of things…but I’m willing to learn…” he trailed off as their eyes met directly and though Lux’s eyes had a somewhat empty quality to them, Shane could tell she was at least paying attention.  “If you hire me I will protect you.  At any cost.  If that’s what you want me to do.”
“That’s usually what being a bodyguard entails,” Davis chimed in as he stared at them. “Come on, Lux.  Let’s give him a chance.”
“That is easy for you to say,” the Assist said sharply, her eyes never leaving the strangers.  She took him in carefully, trying to get a read on the stranger.  “You say that you need this job for money?”
“Yes.  I’ve been applying everywhere and I haven’t even been called in for an interview.  Telescope Records were the first ones to respond to my resume and you’re by far offering the best pay.”
“Of course we are,” Davis said.
“So will you give me a chance?” Shane asked, sounding hopeful as he looked at Davis.
“It’s not up to me,” Davis said.  “Despite your chuckling earlier about Lux being an Assist, we still value her opinion.  We aim to keep you happy, don’t we, Lux?”
“Yes,” Lux said shortly as she shot Shane a blank expression.  “They aim to keep me happy.”
The answer sounded so rehearsed in Shane’s ears.  She really was a computer…but there was also something human about her as well.  He suddenly wanted to know more about her and what her role could possibly be in such a powerful company.  Why would someone like Davis Kraft care so much about her that he would be willing to bring someone in with no prior experience?
“Please let me try,” Shane said.  “Let me protect you.”
Lux starred right back at him before turning to Davis.  “Fine,” she said.  “We will try him.”
“Yes!” Shane exclaimed, too excited to keep himself calm in her presence.  He jumped up from his crouching position and pumped his fist in the air.  “Thank you.  Thank you so much.”
“Congratulations,” Davis said as he crossed over to shake his hand.  “I hope the second one will be a charm.”
“Second?” Shane asked.
“Second what?” Lux asked.
“Never mind,” Davis said with a smile.  “Just got a little excited when I saw this kid getting excited.”  He chuckles.  “Reminds me of the days when I was just starting out and couldn’t get food on my own table.”
“Now is hardly the time to remiss,” Lux said.  “He still needs to understand exactly what he is getting himself into.”
“I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Davis said and then turned back to Shane.  “I think you’ll work, kid.”
“Thank you…both of you,” Shane said, unable to stop himself from smiling.  A job.  A real job with damn decent money.  He resisted the urge to call his mother right then and tell her the good news.  It was obvious that his time at Telescope was only just starting for the day.
“He needs to go shopping,” Lux said as she looked him over once Davis had released his hand.
“For what?” Davis chuckled.  “Surely you don’t mean to say that you don’t care for his…style?”
Shane reddened and looked down at his dowdy clothes, remembering the crisp, fitted suits that he had seen earlier.  “I know.  I’m sorry.  Once I get my first paycheck—”
“I will not wait that long,” Lux said.  “You cannot be seen wearing that.”
“But I don’t—”
“I’ll call the car,” Davis said.  “This will be a good opportunity for you two to get to know each other.”
Shane still looked confused as Davis turned his back to him and started to talk quietly into the phone.  “What’s going on?” he asked down to Lux.  “Call a car?  I have my own.”
“I can only imagine what that looks like,” Lux said.  “You need some suits.  Company policy.  You will not look like a slob next to Garrett.”
Shane looked up.  “Garrett?”
“Lotus’ bodyguard?” she clarified.  When Shane continued to stare at her blankly she frowned.  “They really did not tell you anything, did they?”
“Lotus?  As in Lotus Fields?”
“Yes,” Lux said as she looked over at Davis.  He was on the phone but it was obvious he was overhearing their conversation.
“The same Lotus Fields…the singer?” Shane asked.
“You catch on quickly,” Lux said.
“You work for her?” he asked.  “I mean…” he trailed off.  What did he mean?
“You could say that,” Lux said.
“And Garrett…he…”
“He is her bodyguard.”
Shane thought this over for a moment.  At the mention of the name Garrett, Davis brought his attention to the two of them, his mouth moving but his eyes narrowed.
“Soo…who is Lotus Fields to you?” Shane asked carefully.
“She is one of my companions.”
Shane let relief wash over him.  That explained it.  Lux was just another Assist who belonged to a famous person.  That’s why they didn’t mind his lack of experience.  That’s why they brought him in.  And that must have been why she needed a bodyguard.  He could only imagine the amount of files and recording that someone as amazing as Lotus Fields would keep on their Assist.
“Do you know who she is?” Lux asked.
Shane nodded.  “I do.  She has a good voice.”
“Does she?  I did not notice.”
“How can you not notice?  She—”
“The car’s on its way,” Davis said as he hung up the phone, interrupting their conversation.  “Take her downstairs,” he instructed to Shane.  “The driver will know what to do and Lux will take it from there.  She’ll make sure you’re looking great by the time you work your first night.”
“Thank you, sir,” Shane said.
“Davis,” he said in a warning tone.  “I thought we discussed this earlier.”
“R-right,” Shane corrected himself.  “D-Davis.  I want to thank you again for this amazing opportunity—”
“Spare me the elevator speech,” Davis said, holding up his hand.  “I’m a busy man and I bet you’ve never shopped like this before.  Take it easy on him, Lux.”
“Can do,” Lux said as she walked up to the table.  “And did you hear?  He likes Lotus Field’s voice.”
Davis’ expression darkened.  “Did he now?  Imagine that.”
“It’s really amazing, Davis,” Shane said, embellishing a bit.  “I didn’t know Lux belonged to her—”
“I do not belong to anyone—”
“Lux,” Davis said in that warning tone.  “Enough.”
“She’s a client of yours, right?” Shane continued.
“She is,” he said shortly.  “So you’re a fan?”
“Not so much of her performances…but her voice,” Shane said.  “I guess you could say that it’s been a guilty pleasure of mine.  My sister Naomi likes her, too.”
“Well that’s wonderful because you’ll be meeting her later this week,” Davis said, smirking at Lux at the same time.
Shane brightened despite Lux’s frown.  “Sweet,” he said.  “I can’t believe I have a job protecting a celebrity’s Assist.”
“Yes…” Davis said, “…you two should head out.  Lux can fill you in on any details with the job, can’t you Lux?”
“It would be a pleasure,” she said, though her tone was sour.
“Then off you two go,” Davis said.  “Bring her back by three.”
“Sure thing…” he trailed off when he realized that Lux was standing on the desk looking up at him.  “Soo…how do we do this?” he asked, hoping not to sound as foolish as he felt.  How was he…did he just pick her up?
She didn’t really seem so much like a computer right then.
Two

Shane Pearson was late for his second job interview.  As he raced around his house in an absolute panic he almost trampled right over his little sister who was getting ready for school.
“Watch it,” she hissed as only a 7th grader could.  “Where are you going dressed like that?” she asked as she took him in.  “You trying out for 50 Shades?”
“Ha ha ha…I don’t even know what the hell that is,” Shane said as he stood in front of his mirror.  “The guy said to come in a suit and tie.  It’s not like I picked it out.”
“The sleeves are too short,” she said as she walked up and tugged on the jacket.  “They’re supposed to reach down to your hands, aren’t they?  I mean I don’t know a whole lot about suits, but something tells me—”
“This was all I had,” Shane said as he glanced down.  Dammit, she was right though.  The jacket was too short and the hem of the pants would look terrible if he had to sit down.  His little sister Naomi was smirking at him.  “Is it really that bad?”
“It certainly doesn’t make you look good,” she said.  “But it does make you look…formidable?”
“It’s not that bad,” a new voice said.  Thank hell.  Shane smiled knowing that if anyone would find something positive in this shrunken suit it was his mother.  “I’m sorry though, Shane.  Your dad…he wasn’t as tall as you.  And…with money being so tight…”
“Mom, it’s fine,” Shane said as he bent down to give the woman a kiss.  “I’m honored to wear dad’s suit.”
“He would have been so proud of you.”
“Proud?” Naomi asked.  “Of what?  This is the only job interview he’s had in months!  I bet they’re only calling him in because of how big he is!”
“Don’t start, Naomi,” Shane’s mom said in a warning tone.  “We’re lucky he got a call back.  This is good money from what I’ve heard.”
“What company wants to hire a bodyguard with no experience?” Naomi groaned as she held a low-cut sweater up to her chest.  “I mean, did they even tell you who or what you’re going to be protecting?”
“They said I’d get all the answers I needed at the second interview,” Shane said as his mother dropped a steaming mug of coffee into his overly-large hands.  He sauntered towards the front door as best as a young man could who was well over six feet tall.  His size made him so self-conscious but he had to wonder if his little sister was right to an extent.  Would he have been interviewed for this job if he wasn’t so damn big?  For once, he was happy to not think about it.  As his sister said, money was tight so this was a great opportunity.  He hated that his mother and little sister were like hovering little ants next to him.  No one understood why he was so tall – there wasn’t anyone over six feet in his family as far as he knew and he was almost 6’5”.
“Finish your coffee on the drive,” his mother chided as she took away his mug to pour in a thermos.  “What time are you supposed to be there?”
“I think I’ll still make it,” Shane said as he checked the time on his cheap watch – yet another inheritance from his father.  His hazel eyes danced as he tried to factor in traffic, the drive, the parking and the security of Telescope Records.
“Put a jacket on,” his mom said.
“None of them fit,” Naomi said with a giggle.
“They fit,” his mom said defensively.  Her face was still pink as she appeared in the small foyer of their row home with a thermos in one hand and a black and white plaid scarf in the other.
“Don’t worry about it, mom,” Shane said in a soft voice as he took the scarf first and wrapped it around his neck.  “The jacket with the suit should be fine.”
“I just hate it,” his mom said softly.  “You just never stopped growing and with your father—”
“Mom,” Shane said, bending down to give his mother’s crinkled cheek a kiss.  “It’s fine.  Things’ll start getting better.  I promise.  Spring will be here before you know it and this new job should really help us out.”
“I hope you get it.  I know it’s selfish, Shane, but I really hope you get this job.”
“He will,” Naomi said as she brushed past the two of them.  “If they’re just looking for a gigantic lummox to take up space—”
“Naomi Pearson!” her mother shouted as she sprinted down the street to wait for the bus on the corner.  “That girl…”
“It’ll be fine,” Shane said.  “Just have some coffee waiting for me when I get home.”
“You’re a good son, Shane,” his mother said.  “I just wish I could be a better mother.”
“You’ll work again when the time’s right,” he said as he kissed her again.  “But I do have to get going.  I’m interested to see what this is all about.”
“You and me both,” she said.  “Good luck.  Not that you’ll need it.”
“I’ll need it, alright,” Shane said with a wave as he crossed the street to get to his car.  It was old and the inside smelled like crayons – but it was his and he loved the grey clinker.  “See you soon.”  Once his mother shut the door and he climbed into the car his confident demeanor started to fade.
He needed this job.
Not only for him but for his mother and his sister Naomi.
They were this close to losing their home when he received the callback for this random bodyguard work.  Honestly, he didn’t even want to apply but when his sister cracked a joke about how Telescope Records were looking for ‘large’ guys, he decided that there was no harm in applying.  He had never expected anything.  Even when he explained to the people that he didn’t have a lot of experience (AKA, any) Telescope Records said that they would still like him to come in.
Shane blew air between his palms as he smacked them together and waited for the car to warm up.  It was odd – but who was he to question it now?  The money would be a huge help and the hours would allow him to spend some time at home with his mother to keep her company until he was able to move out.
If he was able to move out.
His mom would get so depressed on some days that he wondered if he really could leave her alone with Naomi.  Naomi was a decent little sister and a decent friend, but she was still only in middle school.  Shane could at least provide a semblance of adult conversation even though he wasn’t quite twenty.
The ‘check oil’ flashed on and off on the dash but Shane had to ignore it as he put the car in ‘drive’ and started his trek over to Telescope Records.  He couldn’t help but wonder why some high end record label would be interested in someone like him – so young and so inexperienced.
But still…he wouldn’t question it.

***

Pulling into the parking lot Shane felt his nerves finally getting to him.  On the outskirts of the busy town he didn’t think too much about the city but in the heart of it all, he still felt like a small country boy even though he had only seen cornfields in passing.  Hmmm…maybe a huge small country boy.  But that was beside the fact.  After paying the parking attendant for a spot near Telescope Records he noticed that his car stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the sleek, expensive sedans and freshly washed SUVs.
“Must be nice,” he couldn’t help muttering to himself as he put the car in ‘park’ and exited with a frown.  Glancing around he noticed a few people walking around the lots – all in crisp business suits – and he tugged at the scarf his mother had given him self-consciously.  There wasn’t even a thermos to be seen – everyone was holding a fresh familiar white and green cup of coffee as he went past and through the doors.
“Name?” a tired woman asked as he stood at the front desk.  Despite her sleepy eyes, the woman was a complete knock out.  He supposed that she would have to be to work the front desk at such a prestigious record label.  When she finally lifted up her eyes, her expression changed slightly.  “Oh.  Are you here for the windows?”
“Windows?”
She pursed her lips.  “Yes.  We’re supposed to have the front windows cleaned today.  Are you here for that?”
Shane frowned.  Surely he didn’t stand out that much?  Frustrated, he ran a hand through his near black hair.  “Uh…no.  I’m here for an interview?”
“You don’t need to interview for the windows.”
“It’s not about the windows,” Shane said, growing a bit irritated.
“So…for what?” the woman asked, also getting annoyed.
“Telescope Records?”  The woman shot what she thought was a sneaky smirk to the man standing next to her.  What was with these people?  “You can check for my name,” Shane continued.  “I have an interview with Davis Kraft.”
She arched what must have been a heavily manicured brow.  “Really?  You have an interview with Mr. Kraft?”  She started to type away on her computer, her fingers furiously moving from key-to-key before her expression changed as the hazel eyes and black hair filled her screen with a photo identification..  “Mr. Pearson?” she asked, glancing up at him.
“Yes.  Yes, that’s me.”
“You…you do have a scheduled appointment at eight,” she said.  Shane was pissed because she sounded annoyed…still.
“Thank you,” Shane said, relived that someone finally would have to start taking him seriously.  “What floor?”
“Twenty-second,” she said as she reached for a pass and handed it to him.  “Fourth door on the left.  I’ll let his secretary know that you’re on your way up.”
“Thank you again,” he said as he took the piece of paper.  “Have a good day.”
“It’s certainly off to a great start,” she said drily, returning to the screen.
As Shane rode up the elevator he tried not to focus on the people standing in there with him.  The smell of expensive perfume dried out his nostrils and some of the obvious businessmen in there eyed him up like an unwanted intern.  He lifted his chin and focused on the numbers at they went from the single digits, to the teens and finally the twenties.  By the time he was at his floor he was the only one left and as the doors opened he was immediately greeted with another beautiful woman – but this one – wasn’t near as friendly as the other one – if such a thing were even possible.
“Name?” she barked as she held out her hand.  Shane assumed she wanted the pass and immediately handed it to her and she scrutinized it quickly.  “Mr. Kraft’s in a meeting right now.  Take a seat and he’ll be with you when he has the chance.”  She narrowed her eyes as the large man took a seat in one of the white leather couches.
Looking around, Shane looked for a magazine.  This felt like he was going to a dentist’s appointment rather than an interview.  The room was clean, sterile and everything was white, black, or silver.  He felt out of place in his under-sized suit with his mother’s thermos of coffee in his hands.  He didn’t want to say that he was embarrassed…but confidence certainly wasn’t filling him to the brim in that moment.  He tried to watch the woman at the desk as she idly typed away and answered the occasional phone call, but at one point she caught him staring and shot him an icy look before swerving around in her chair so her back was to him.
That hurt.
Between phone calls, a buzz came from the woman’s desk and Shane lifted up his head as he heard her pick up the receiver.  “Yes?” she barked.  “Oh!  Davis, I’m so sorry—” she was cut off at Shane heard the person on the other line snap something incoherent.  “Yes.  He’s here.”
Shane sat up straighter in his seat as she spoke into the phone but didn’t turn back around in her chair.  Her voice was calmer now, almost apologetic as she stammered over the phone.  Once the conversation ended, she set down the phone and swirled back around in her chair.
“Davis will see you now,” she said as she lazily motioned to the door behind her.
“Thanks,” Shane said, unable to stop himself from smirking as he stood up.  The girl was obviously embarrassed about him hearing her get reprimanded over the phone.
However, if a girl like that could be stunned into submission, what was this guy going to say to him?
It had been a long time since Shane remembered being nervous about anything but as he walked up to the large door he couldn’t help but notice that his heart was pounding against his chest.  What was he so nervous about?  He had met Mr. Kraft before and he seemed like a decent guy.  Hell, he must have been decent to take him for this interview considering how little experience he had.
“Ahh…you’re here,” a friendly voice called to Shane once he had opened the door.  This voice sounded nothing like the one which had been snapping to that young redhead on the phone.  “Come in, come in,” he said as he brandished his arm.  “Take a seat.”
“Thank you, sir,” Shane said as he closed the door behind him.
“Sir?” he coughed out.  “I call my dad, sir and I hate it.  Please, call me Davis.  All my friends do.”
“I was not aware that you had friends,” a small, feminine voice chided.
Shane looked around the room and tried to locate the source of the voice but couldn’t see anyone else in the room.  As he walked across the expansive carpet and took a seat in front of Davis’ massive work desk he continued to glance around.  Davis didn’t even comment on the small voice and instead came around his desk to shake his hand.
“I’m so happy you could make it,” he said.  “It’s wonderful to see you again.  You’re as tall as I remember.”
“You as well, sir – I mean, Davis – I mean, it’s good to see you, you’re not tall.  I mean!  You are tall, sir!  I mean, Davis,” Shane said with a red face.
“Relax,” Davis said.  “I see Anya spooked you pretty good out there.”
“Anya?”
“One of my assistants,” he explained.  “The redhead?  She’s a handful, isn’t she?”
“I…I don’t know…”  He was still looking around the room.  “I hope I didn’t interrupt a phone call or anything.”
“A phone call?” Davis asked, tilting his head.  “Why would say that?”
“I thought I heard a voice,” Shane said.  “Is someone in here with you?”
“Yes,” the same voice chirped.  “Down here.”
Shane lowered his head as Davis stepped away.  There was a girl on his desk.  A tiny girl.  His mouth opened and closed a few times.  He was making quite the impression – he was sure of that.  “You’re…you’re a…”
“An Assist,” the voice said, standing up and crossing her arms.  “An Assist mini, if you would like to be technical but judging by your appearance, I do not think that will be necessary.”
Shane’s dark brow furrowed.  “What do you mean by that—”
“Just ignore Lux, she’s always this pleasant in the morning, and afternoon…and night,” Davis said as he walked around the desk and took a seat across from her.
“I didn’t know you had an Assist, sir,” Shane said, his hazel eyes widening as he took her in.  Living in the poor part of town, seeing Assists was actually more of a rarity that made him comfortable considering they were so popular right now.  He had no idea that the minis were so…human-like.  He leaned forward slightly to take a closer look.
“Do you mind?” she snapped as she stumbled away from his looming face.  “Ever heard of personal space?  It is something you humans appreciate, last I heard, so if you do not mind—”
“I…I’m sorry!” Shane blurted out as he pulled his face away.  Why was his face reddening over a computer?  He looked down again as he swallowed.  She certainly didn’t look like any computer he had ever seen before.  Soft, dark hair and bright green eyes.  Her clothing was simple enough and what looked like a pair of tiny headphones hung around her neck.  “I didn’t mean to stare,” he said again as he tried to focus on Davis who was remaining silent.
He wasn’t sure why, but Davis was smiling.
“I see you two are going to get along just fine,” he said grandly.
“Us?” Shane asked.  “W-what do you mean?”
“Shane Pearson,” Davis said as he glanced down at a piece of paper on his desk.  “You here for the bodyguard job position, aren’t you?” Davis asked.
“Well, y-yes, I am.  I was told this was a second interview—”
“And it was!  And I can see that you’re going to work.”
“Work…for what?”
“You have found a smart one, Davis.  That is for sure,” the tiny Assist remarked.  “You really did not tell him, did you?”
“Tell me what?” Shane asked.  “What does this have to do with the job?”
Davis grinned.  “Tell him, Lux.”
“You tell him,” she sniffed.
“Tell me what?” Shane asked.
“This…” Davis said grandly as he waved towards the Assist, “…is your job.”
Shane felt his face fall.  He was being hired to watch…after a computer?  After an Assist?  He cracked a smile.  This had to be a joke.  “Are…are you  kidding?”
“I do not require a bodyguard,” a soft-faced beauty said to the man leaning over on his desk.  “I am an Assist.  I can take care of myself.”  The dark-haired woman frowned when the man across from her smirked and settled back in his chair, leather crinkling against leather.  His sharp eyes remained focused as he took in the small female Assist who only stood in front of him on his desk – just shy of eight inches tall.
“I think you’re wrong about that, Lux,” he answered as the smirk never left his features.  
“I am not wrong—”
He reached out and rubbed the dark stubble on his sharp chin and kept his dark brown eyes focused on the girl in front of him.  “Assist or not, we need to be careful of how we deal with you—”
“Deal with me?” the Assist snapped.  “If you have such a problem with me and worrying about me, how about you consider putting me in a larger body, Davis?  This Mini frame poses all sorts of problems.…”
“Lotus thinks it’s a good idea to keep you like this,” Davis explained in a cool tone.  
“And I know what Lotus thinks about me being here in the first place—”
“Lotus is still getting used to this.”  He frowned down at the tiny Assist as she crossed her arms.  “It’s quite a big step for anyone, don’t you think?”
“That has nothing to do with it—”
“And I know that Lotus is enjoying the increase in attendance of her performances.  Did she anything to you about that?”
“She did.  But—”
“And you do want Lotus to be happy, don’t you?”
She winced at those words.  As her owner it was programmed into her.
Your owner should always be happy.
“Of…of course I want her to be happy,” Lux said as she lifted a small hand to run through her short dark hair.
It was such a human motion that Davis almost smiled.  She was a fast learner as far as Davis was concerned.  Despite being an Assist Mini, she was already picking up some of her old traits.  There was something so human about her despite her new, smaller frame.  Lux was small, but from her dark freckles to her style of dress, Davis had to admit that she was quite the looker for a computer.  He tilted his head.  “I don’t think I need to tell you, Lux but despite what Lotus tells you after a few drinks, she wants you be safe.  It was when we came up with this idea to get you another bodyguard.”
“Another one?” she asked.  “I never had one—”
“You know what I mean,” Davis said, waving his hand around to silence her.  “Sorry, with you and Lotus, I guess I get confused.  Still though, I think it’s a good idea to have someone else around to keep an eye on you.  You are quite important to Lotus, Lux.  You’re important to her and me.”
Lux’s dark eyes remained blank but Davis could swear that she was narrowing them at him – even if her programming was fighting against it.  “I think it is a stupid idea,” she said flatly.  “I have no intention of ruining Lotus’ fame by spoiling her secret.  It is not like I could.  She is…my companion.”
“We’re both your companion,” Davis said with a smile.  “Come on, Lux, it’s not really all that bad, is it?  You have the life that many Assists can only dream of.”
“Assists do not dream.”
“You know what I mean, Lux,” Davis continued.  “You get to travel, you get to sing, and you have friends—”
“I have companions,” Lux said as she tucked another dark piece of hair behind her ear.  When she caught Davis watching her she looked away.  “I saw Lotus tucking her hair like that.”
“Ahh, so you’re learning,” Davis said proudly.  “I’m happy to see it.”
“I know what humans do!” Lux retorted.  “It is not like I was only activated yesterday.”
“But you are newly activated.”
“I…” the Assist trailed off with a confused look.
Davis lowered his chin and looked down at her.  He didn’t like the look on her face when she was processing without words.  It always put him on edge and with good reason.  Lux was a smart system.  “What is it?”
“I…I do not know,” Lux said.  “Something…”
“Something?” Davis asked.  “Something specific?”
“Davis,” she said softly, “…I am newly activated, correct?”
“Of course you are.  I told you that.  Don’t tell me you’re having doubts again?”
“I do not doubt your and Lotus’ words,” Lux said.  “If you say that I am newly activated than I shall believe you.”
“I’m having a hard time believing that when you’re contorting your face like that.”
“I am not contorting.”
“Tell me what you are thinking, Lux.  I can only help if you’re honest with me.”
“Just…” she sat down on the desk as she appeared to mull something over.  “I have watched videos of newly activated Assists.  I feel—”
“You feel?” Davis quipped.  “You just told me that Assists can’t dream and now you’re telling me that you feel things?”
“It just seems as though I have been around longer than I am willing to accept.”
“It’s only your programming,” Davis said.  “You’ve only been activated for a few years.”
“As an Assist-mini?”
“Of course as an Assist-mini,” Davis said, clearing his throat.  “Do you want to talk to Lotus about it?”
“No,” Lux said, her voice changing slightly.  She didn’t want to have another heart-to-heart with Lotus.  Usually they involved her getting drunk and telling her all sorts of horrible things about herself and how much she didn’t care for her.  “I apologize.  Do not think anything about it.”
“I won’t.  Unless you give me reason to,” Davis said.  “Now if you don’t mind I’d like to discuss the reason for this meeting.”
“So do it.”  When Davis arched a brow down at her, Lux frowned.  “Once again, I apologize.”
“What are you apologizing for?”
She narrowed her eyes.  She had a feeling that Lux knew exactly what she was apologizing for but he liked to make sure that she was being clear.  As his Assist.  “I apologize for my rudeness,” Lux clarified.  “Go on.”
“A bodyguard is necessary,” Davis said as he stood up and walked around his desk.  Lux didn’t bother to get up but instead slid on her bottom to keep watch on him as he strode next to the large floor-to-ceiling window and looked out over the city.  “When Lotus wasn’t doing very well it wasn’t a big deal, but now…since…”
“Since I took over the vocals?” Lux filled in.
Davis nodded but didn’t bother to turn around and face her.  “Yes.  Since we brought you in to assist Lotus with her vocals, she has been exploding on the music scene.  We need to make sure that not only Lotus and her secret are kept safe but that you are kept safe as well.  So then Lotus had the idea—”
“Are you sure that Lotus would suggest it? “
Davis’ head darted around.  “Why wouldn’t she suggest it?” he asked.
“It just…it does not feel like something she would say.”
“Why not?” he asked, his dark, nearly-black eyes taking her in.  “Did she say something while she was drinking again?”  He watched as Lux looked away.  Dammit.  She probably had said something to her.  “Never mind,” he said.  “I’ll admit.  It was my idea to bring someone in—”
“Someone else?  How is that safe?  What if she—”
“We’re bringing in another guy.”
“But what if he says something?”
“He’ll be under contract just like Garrett is.”
“Contracts mean nothing.  They are only pieces of paper.”
“They are binding, Lux,” Davis said as he sharply turned around.  “You have no idea how important those contracts are.  Garrett’s never opened his mouth about anything—” he cut himself short.  He was getting ahead of himself and Lux was looking at him like she knew there was more than what he was saying.
She was right to think that.
Davis cleared his throat and tried to maintain his composure.  “They’re like programming, for humans.  Do you understand how dangerous it is for you right now to be unprotected?”
“I do not need protection.”
“You’re so ignorant,” Davis said with a frown.  “Most Assists don’t need protection but I can say that you are a very special case, Lux.  You belong to a celebrity.”
“I do not belong to anyone,” she said, surprised that she spoke out so openly.  It was like she couldn’t stop the words from coming.  But they did and now Davis’ face was growing pink.
“You do,” Davis snapped.  “And when you speak to me or Lotus like that, it makes me wonder if someone needs a new program override.”
“No,” Lux said.  “I am sorry.  You know that sometimes words come from me that I cannot control.”
“Yet another reason—”
“I will control it,” Lux said.  “I just wish that you did not bring in a stranger to hang around with me.  Does he know about me?”
“He knows you belong to Lotus.”
“Anything else?  Does he not wonder why he is being brought in to protect a computer?”
“He…” Davis trailed off and crossed his arms over the expensive suit which rested on his trim frame, “he’s pretty new.”
Her expression changed again.  “How new?”
“He’s never actually worked as a bodyguard before,” Davis said in a sheepish voice.
“What do you mean?”
“I think that I was being pretty clear, Lux.  We couldn’t exactly bring in someone experienced.”  He gave a dry laugh.  “They’re the types who can go right to the media.  You know some bodyguards make money on the sly by sneaking off to the press.  By bringing in a newb, we can have better control of what’s being leaked to the media.”
“Yes, but—”
“And what does it matter how much experience he has?  You told me yourself that you are perfectly capable—”
“So why bring anyone in in the first place?  Does he even know what he is supposed to do?”
“He knows to keep you safe and to keep your secret.”
“So you told him?”
“I think it’ll work out better if you tell him,” Davis said.
“Me?” Lux squeaked.  “But he will never believe it!”
“He may surprise you,” Davis said.
“Humans never surprise me.”
Davis shook his head.  “You know so little about so little,” he said with a chuckle.  “You’re going to be the one to tell him and then we’ll go from there.”
For Your Protection: Chapter One
This is a story that is supposed to be a spinoff from one of my books called "This is Me." Robots/Artificial Intelligence are called A-sists or Asists. There are full sized models that are the same size as people and Asist-Minis who are anywhere from 6-9 inches tall. ENJOY!! :-)
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