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Name of fic: Come As You Are Pairing: Mike McLusky x OFC (Allacia) Plot summary: Allacia is one of Mike’s assistants with Rebecca and she used to “work” for Milo Sunter. Warnings: Spoilers for MoK season 2 (especially episode 7), fluff, implied smut. Author’s note: I have watched the recent episode of the show, and I was kinda right with what happened next?. 😂This is my own idea of what would happen. Of course, this fic is inspired by a picture I saw on Twitter and I just had to. You’re welcome and enjoy. 😉

Allacia unlocked Mike’s office door. He wasn’t at his desk. To be honest, he wasn’t in his office at all. But she heard his phone going off as soon as she opened his door.

Rebecca already went home, so Allacia was all alone in the office.

“Mike?” She called out to the empty room.

She went over to his desk and somehow managed to unlock the drawer that Mike always kept locked. She got a paperclip out of her pocket and opened it up. She fiddled with the lock, trying to get Mike’s phone out of it. The drawer opened eventually and she picked up the phone.

She noticed that his brother Kyle was trying to call him, so she answered it.

“Hello, Mike? I need to talk to you.” She heard the voice coming from the phone. “Kyle? It’s me Allacia. Mike locked his phone in his desk drawer, for some reason.” She replied to him, closing the drawer and sitting in Mike’s chair. “Alli? What are you doing in his office so late at night?” He asked her. “I was doing some paperwork. What did you want to talk to Mike about?” She questioned Kyle.

She heard Kyle sigh into the phone. She knew he was kind of distressed as his breathing became quicker with every huff.

“Fuck. I-I just saw Iris. At this nightclub, I went to.” He panted. “What? Which club? I’ll tell Mike… wherever he is.” You got a pen and a piece of paper out and waited for Kyle to tell her the name of the club he went to. “I don’t know. The sign on the building is very unclear on what the name is.”

Allacia rubbed the bridge of her nose as she took off her glasses.

“Okay, okay… I’ll go and find Mike and see what’s happening with him. It’s weird why he’s done this.” She said to him. “You know where you’re looking?” Kyle asked her. “Yeah… I know a few places.” “Be careful out there, okay?”

Allacia just nodded. She knew how to protect herself out there on the streets of Kingstown. She could shoot a gun and could stab someone with a knife.

“I will. Go home to Traci, she needs you.” She said to him softly. “Of course, I will. Mike needs you too, you know that right?”

As she heard Kyle’s words, she hesitated for a moment. She was worried about Mike. Was he kidnapped? Or did he just go out for a walk to calm himself down?

Kyle knew about her inevitable crush on his brother. He figured it out quite quickly. Allacia was quite obvious with the lovey-dovey eyes she gave Mike, mostly all of the time.

“I know. I’ll let you know if I find him okay?” “Yeah. Let me know.”

Allacia heard Kyle end the call and she threw Mike’s phone on the desk, sighing and leaning her head back on the chair. She tried to figure out where Mike could be at this time.

His cabin? Bunny’s territory near the laundromat? The ice rink? Evelyn’s office?

There were many places, but she knew exactly where he could be.

She then got up from his chair, picked up his phone, and walked out of his office.

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Meanwhile, Mike was sitting at the bar counter, drinking some whiskey. He didn’t know what was going on in his mind at the moment.

Well, just about everything. Milo, Iris, Bunny, Kyle, and his family.

And then there was Allacia. All those feelings of uncertainty fogged up his thoughts as he put his head in his hands.

Was he falling in love with her?

He didn’t realize Allacia walking into the bar, as his back was facing the front door. Her heels clicked on the wooden floor. She recognized Mike’s suit and the short sandy-brown hair.

She shook her head as she noticed the way he was slouching forward.

She eventually stood next to him and sighed softly, seeing the state he was in.

“Mr. McLusky…” She muttered quietly. “Sorry, I’m not interested.” He instantly said before asking the bartender for another drink. “Mike.”

He turned his head towards her voice and was shocked to see her standing there.

“Alli?” He gulped, the bags under his eyes were visible to her chocolate brown eyes. “What are you doing here?” “I should ask you the same question.” She mumbled under her breath.

She then sat on the barstool next to him, her body fully turned towards Mike. He had taken off his tie, maybe it was because he was getting hot and sweaty in the warm temperatures of the bar. Or maybe it was the whiskey he was drinking.

She put up her hand and shook her head, denying the offer for a drink from the bartender.

“Why did you run away? I know you did, don’t deny it like you always do.” She asked him. “I didn’t technically run away.”

She scoffed at him, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. You did. Me and Kyle were worried about you.” “You talked to Kyle?” “Well yeah, I didn’t have a choice. You locked your phone in your desk drawer. He was calling you, so I managed to unlock it and answer the call for you.”

Mike then turned his head towards you as you put his phone on the bar counter, sliding it to him. He managed to catch it with his left hand and put it in his pocket.

“You answered my phone?!” He grumbled. “What the fuck was I supposed to do Mike? You weren’t answering your brother, who could’ve been in distress. Which he was, by the way. He found Iris.”

Mike froze for a moment.

“What?” He faltered, the words were coming out slowly. “He found Iris. He found her in some kind of nightclub. Unfortunately, he didn’t know the name of the club. The sign was very unclear to read.” She explained to him.

Mike just groaned as he placed his head on the counter.

“I’m guessing you’re not bothered to know that just yet, huh?” Allacia said to him, hearing his groaning. She kinda knew what was going on inside of his head.

All of this was just too much for Mike. Sometimes she didn’t want him to take this job at all. Give it to someone else.

But before Mitch got shot, he wanted Mike to take over, despite Mike denying the offer over and over again.

All she saw was Mike nodding his head, grunting again.

She then stood up and pushed the half-full glass of whiskey away from Mike. She then crossed her arms and stared at him. “Come on Mike. Let’s go home.” “No. Let me stay here and wallow in pity.” Mike retorted.

Allacia just sighed.

“For fuck sake Mike, get out of the fucking chair, or I will physically pull you off of the stool.” She exhaled a little bit. “Pft. You’re not strong enough to even lift me.” “Oh yeah? Try me.”

Somehow, she managed to successfully pulled him off of the stool and outside of the bar.

“Stop being such a grumpy pants and get in the car.” She commanded him, pushing him towards her car. “I’m going to take you home.” “I don’t have a home.” He whined back as he tried to open the passenger door.

She rolled her eyes as she opened it for him.

“What?! What about your cabin?” She asked him. “Can’t go back there anymore. The FBI closed it off, so I can’t enter it, just like the last office we had.” Mike explained, muttering every word.

He climbed into the passenger seat and just sat there, staring forwards at absolutely nothing.

Allacia sighed and rolled her eyes, mumbling to herself, “You are going to be the death of me, Mr. McLusky…”

She closed the passenger door before walking over to the driver's seat, opening that door, and getting into the car. She shut the door afterward.

“Fine then. I’ll take you to my house. You’re lucky I have a spare bedroom.”

She started the engine and drove out of the bar’s carpark onto the main road.

Allacia’s house was just outside of Kingstown, not as far as Mike’s cabin, but it was away from all the chaos of the town.

“So where were you sleeping exactly? In the office?” questioned Allacia.

Mike stayed silent, looking down slowly. He then eventually said something after a moment of silence. “What do you think?” “Mike. If you would’ve told me this earlier, I would’ve let you stay at mine.” Allacia spoke in a hushed tone, keeping her eyes on the road.

Mike finally looked at her after being silent for most of the car ride.

“Wait what? You would do that for me?” He faltered as he nervously looked at her. “Mike, just because I’m your assistant, doesn’t mean I can’t take care of you. We’ve been working together since your brother Mitch was the mayor.” She explained to him.

Mike just smiled at her, the first time he has that night.

“Thanks, Allacia. For being there for me.” “No problem. I know what you’re going through. Trust me.”

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They finally arrived at her house and she parked the car in the driveway. Mike was sobering up as he managed to get out of the car.

She unlocked her front door and let Mike in first, turning on the hallway light and closing it behind her. She put her keys in her usual spot; a container that was on a shelf near the door.

Mike made himself at home, sitting on the black leather sofa in the living room.

Allacia put down her handbag, took her phone out of it, and put it on charge. She placed it on the TV stand.

She then took a creamed-colored sweater and put it on.

Mike watched as she walked into the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, and was pouring 2 cups; one was coffee and the other was herbal tea. It was peppermint flavored of course.

Herbal tea was Allacia’s guilty pleasure whenever she wanted to relax after a busy day.

She came back into the living room with the mugs, holding them from the handles. Mike raised an eyebrow at her and she noticed it. “What?” “Are you sure coffee is a good idea after I just had alcohol?” He disputed, taking the cup of coffee in his own hands. “Well, I don’t know what else you like, besides black coffee. You want me to get you anything else?” She hesitated, trying to grab back the cup of coffee.

Mike smirked at her, pulling the cup away from her grasp.

“No, no! It’s fine now. The damage is already been done.” He taunted, chuckling a little bit. “I’m going to be more hyper now, thanks to you.”

She rolled her eyes yet again, sighing at his teasing.

“How are your parents doing? Heard they were in prison…” Mike asked her, after a moment of silence. “I don’t know and I don’t care.” She shrugged her shoulders, carefully sipping her peppermint tea. “What did they do exactly? You haven’t told me about them.”

Allacia just looked at him with a sad look on her face.

“They were part of a gang. Not one that you’ve heard of though. My father was the leader of them and they were the cause of the mass shootings in Kingstown in the late 80s.” Allacia explained. “After they went into prison, I had no one to take care of me, not even a big brother or sister. I was like… 12 at the time.”

“Didn’t you like, go into an orphanage back then?” “Pft, you think the orphanage here in Kingstown took in a black kid, whose parents were big-time criminals back in the late 90s - early 2000s? Yeah right.” She scoffed, putting her cup down on the coffee table.

Mike felt sorry for her. He didn’t have a good childhood back then either.

“I’m sorry.” “Don’t be, that’s the way life goes. Of course, when I was in my early 20s… like 20-21, I went into some bad things.”

Allacia sighed. This was it. She was going to tell her about how she already knows Milo.

“You know about Milo right?” She mumbled to him.

Mike froze yet again. Did she use to work for Milo back then?

“Yeah… you worked for him?” Mike hinted, kind of already knowing what her answer was going to be.

All she did was nod.

Tears fell silently from her eyes as she tried to wipe them away. Mike wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into her chest.

She didn’t care, it was quite nice to be in his arm as she broke down. Her head was buried in Mike’s chest, his shirt was now wet from her salty tears. He patted her head, shushing her softly and trying to comfort her in some way.

“Hey. It’s okay. You know he can’t hurt you anymore.” He comforted her, rubbing her back with his other hand. He felt her nodding. She wouldn’t let go of his grasp.

“Not when I’m here to protect you.”

Allacia lifted her head to meet Mike’s blue-grey eyes. He stared back at her.

He then noticed she was fiddling with the sleeves of her sweater.

Was she nervous to be around him? Mike was nervous when he thought of her. His hands would shake slightly and he would adjust his suit every time she would enter his office or any other room he was in.

“Mike…” She would whisper to him. “Alli.” He would quietly reply to her, stroking her hair softly. “Thank you. For everything.”

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