Kane/Adrienne: A Very Bad Day

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Kane comes home after a miserable day only to have Adrienne cheer him up with an idea.



Garrison had a thunderous expression on his face when he walked into the mansion. Not only was it hours before he'd normally come home, but for once, he didn't have his badge clipped to his belt. He stormed up to his suite, taking a moment to take a deep breath before opening the door. Adrianne hated doors slamming and punching walls, forcing him to get a hold on his anger before he walked in.

Adrienne looked up from the television where she'd been watching March Madness and going over a couple proposals from magazines detailing upcoming projects they wanted staffed by Meridian models. "Ooo, did you miss me? Needed a little afternoon delight?" she asked before she noticed he wasn't wearing his badge. Her eyebrows narrowed when she noticed the lack of bling. "Uh oh."

"I've been suspended. Looks like Thor remembering me as an FBI agent didn't go over so well at the SHIELD debriefing. Their Director called our Director, who was equally pissed that what was supposed to be a quiet arrangement with the RCMP is now causing political flack with them." Kane sat down, slumped in the chair. "I had to turn in my gun and badge. Apparently there's some kind of hearing in ten days about it. I could very easily have my deal terminated and be removed from the Bureau."

Without speaking, Adrienne went to the kitchenette and got two beers out of the fridge, handing one to Garrison upon her return. She nearly mentioned that his getting terminated might be cool because then he could be her personal cabana boy or bodyguard. But she held her tongue, sensing that he was incredibly upset and just barely keeping his temper in check. "Who the fuck is Thor? And why is SHIELD causing flak? I mean, what's the political flak?"

"Thor is a God. And a biker. It's complicated. I was involved in an incident in Aitkins that had him manifesting. He ended up going with SHIELD." Kane sighed. "Now SHIELD has put together a team with him and some Captain America and some others as their response unit. They came in while we were dealing with the break out at Rykers and as a result, we looked dumb and everyone got away. The fight stopped when Thor recognized me, but now several people know that the FBI has an agent that moonlights as an X-Man."

Ah. Right. The X-Man thing. That was the piece of the puzzle Adrienne had missed. "I'm sorry, babe," she responded sympathetically, focusing on her beer for a long moment. She nearly commented that the situation might be a sign that maybe it was time to quit being an X-Man, but managed to hold her tongue. Just because she wanted him to give up that part of his life didn't mean it was the right decision for him. Her life would be easier if he quit being an X-Man, yes. But so much of who he was was based around that role in his life. Adrienne didn't want to feel responsible for suggesting to him that he give up that part of himself.

"If worse comes to worst, you could always become a private dick?" she suggested with a smirk, poking him in the arm teasingly. Of course she wasn't really teasing. She would love to have him working with XFI. But then there was the double entendre, so he could interpret it to mean some sort of sex slave joke if he wanted.

"Adri, I'm an Inspector of the RCMP." He took her arms above her elbows, making her look directly at him. "If the FBI shuts down our agreement, I can't stay here. I'm a Canadian and a federal officer. I'll be back in Canada somewhere."

Adrienne muted the game and gave him her full attention. "You mean we'll be in Canada somewhere." Now that she thought about it, she kind of liked this idea. She had nothing left here except him, after all. Well, him and Emma. But Emma was rich. She could visit a lot. "I hear Canada's just ripe with possibilities when it comes to establishing national dominance in a fashion empire. It's all fledgling and shit right now. I could put Canada on the map when it comes to fashion in the world market."

For the first time, Kane's expression lost its thunderous edge. He actually smiled slightly at her. "You'd come to Canada with me if I get turfed by the FBI? Why?"

Looking at him like he'd just grown another head, Adrienne made him wait for an answer by taking a swig of her beer. "Uh, maybe because despite your awful taste in baseball teams, I love you? You don't really think I'd stay here without you, do you?" she asked, squirming uncomfortably at the idea. "I can do what I do anywhere. If you can't be anywhere, I'll just go do what I do where you are."

"Damn. You really are into me. I didn't think my dick was that big." Kane joked, pulling her in close so she was stuck on his lap. "Look, I'm screwed for at least ten days. Do you want to get away or something?"

"Absolutely," Adrienne responded immediately. Things were still strange and painful for her at the mansion. Getting away for a few days would probably do them both a world of good. "Where do you wanna go? Back to Florida?"

"We could. I don't know." Kane shrugged. "To be honest, I haven't really been all that many places."

Adrienne leaned back a little to get a better look at him. "What? What do you mean? You've been tons of places. We had Christmas in France this year. You've been to Australia. India. Pakistan. Madripoor. Genosha. Avalon. Oh. Wait." She made a face. "I think I see what you're getting at now. Most of the places you've been to aren't exactly relaxing touristy places. Even the pleasure trips we've been on- the ones that didn't ended in kidnapping or thwarting the destruction of the human race usually involved... Tandy." She paused to fight the lump in her throat that always came up when she said that name. "Or your family or Emma or other people. It's kind of rare that we've actually been away together, just the two of us, without some sort of disaster happening. I don't know if that means we should go away or we shouldn't go away, considering our track record."

"Why don't we not plan it? Just pack a bag, pick a place to start and just wander for a couple of weeks. See where it takes us?"

Adrienne narrowed her eyes at him warily. "Tentatively yes. But you have to promise me now that at no point will I lose easy access to a toilet or sleep on the ground."

"I wasn't thinking Northern Canada. Maybe, I don't know, Europe? You spent all that time there when you were younger. Let's fly in somewhere and just train around places."

"So we're basically pretending to be co-eds going on a gap year?" Adrienne inquired, grinning at him as she said it. "Are we gonna sleep in twenty-person hostel dorm rooms so we have to have sex in the bathrooms? Okay. I'm in."

"I was thinking more like we could sleep in hotels and have sex in public places instead."

Musing over that for a moment, Adrienne eventually nodded with a smirk on her face. "Well, it is Europe. It's not like they wouldn't be used to that. I like this plan."

"So, we're doing this." Kane got up. His anger was gone, replaced by the anticipation of the trip. He put an arm around her. "We're really doing this."

"You're talking like we're adopting a baby," Adrienne responded, squirming uncomfortably. "It's just a bunch of sex in foreign countries. No big deal. It's probably just going to be a lot of trips to museums and art galleries that end with me being escorted out by security for touching priceless artifacts. Or because we've had sex in the Van Gogh gallery or something."

"Hey, this is new territory for me. I've never just... gone somewhere without a plan or anything. Especially not with you."

Rethinking, Adrienne made a sympathetic face. "Okay, fine. Gush away. Where were you? Oh, right. Yes. We're really doing this."