(6.30pm Wednesday 15th September)

The light eyed vixen known to many as Nessa was sat in her open plan kitchen. Her ass on the high stool, long legs raised and dainty feet resting on the cool marble top of the breakfast bar. Dressed in cami knickers and a vest top, she had been going to have a night in front of the tv. That was until the phone rang.

Said phone was right at this minute pressed to her ear, as the young woman fought not to roll her eyes. Instead she continued filing her nails and looking extremely bored.

Nessa: Daddy, you have to give me more notice.

Now the light brunette heaved a sigh, the man could rant forever. It was like part of the training for his job or something. He was very good at saying a hell of a lot without really saying anything, like most civil servants.

Nessa: Come by if you want, but i won't be here. I told you already i have plans.

A full snarl of frustration left her lips this time round. Why did every conversation with this man have to be a battle? Because he damn well couldn't stop himself from intefering. It was like his driving ambition to be in control of everyone around him.

Nessa: I don't need you to set me up with anyone, I don't care who his parents are and i really don't want one of your ivy league prep school prats so just leave it.

Slamming the house phone back down into the cradle the stunning cheerleader buried her fingers in her hair, pulled on it and let out a growl of frustration. Slipping out of her seat, it was time to make a swift exit before he did come round. She padded barefoot through the apartment to her own set of rooms. Bedroom, ensuite and dressing room, easing first into her dressing room she sets about selecting an outfit. Showering changing and pinning her hair up the only thing left to do is find someone to take her out.

Looking like she's been poured into her jeans and corset top, she scrolls through her contact list. Eyes dancing as she reaches the one she wants. Lacing her feet into her caged 5 inch heeled shooboot she props the phone to her ear using her shoulder. It rings five times before someone finally answers.

Nessa: Get ready and round here in under half an hour i'm going to let you take me out tonight.

Leon grumbled as his phone rang, he was halfway under his Skyline making sure everything was running okay for races the night after, he was tempted to leave it but realized that it could be important, with a shrug of his shoulders, he pulled himself free, gaze landing on the name on the screen of his phone he hadnt seen her since the night she had taken him back to her place, which had only been days before, and he had been thinking of calling to arrange something ever since, apparently she had the same thought and was saving him the hassle.

"Oh really"His deep voice chuckled down teh phone, Nessa never did fail to amuse him, he looked down at his greece covered body, and let out a deep sigh, now he was going to have to shower and change, normally he knew Nessa wouldnt mind the fact he looked like he had rolled out of the garage, but he had learned when she wanted taking out, cleaness was the first thing she was after.

"A'ight, give me 45"He stated hanging up before she could argue with him, he flipped his phone on silent so that when she called back to complain he wouldnt hear the phone going of. He twisted, heading into the house, quickly showering and changing.

Half an hour later he was in his car halfway to her house, and just when he said he would be, he arrived outside the expensive home, reving the engine just to annoy her more then already would be, he slipped from the car and up to the door, knocking on it smoothly, a smile plasterd across his gaze.

Nessa had phoned back five times just to argue about timing with Leon. On none of those occasions had her mechanic answered. He was singly the most lovable and irritating person in the world. Forty minutes later found the racy brunette tapping her foot impatiently phone once more pressed to her ear and once more it simply rang out.

Finally the revving of an engine told the ice eyed vixen he was outside, snatching up her purse off of the sideboard she glanced out of the peep hole to make sure it wasn't her father. Although in all honesty her father would never rev and engine like that so she was pretty safe.

Nessa didn't even have time to notice the stupid grin on his face, or the gleam in his eye. She snatched hold of his arm the instant the door was open and proceeded to drag him back to the car. Slipping into the passenger seat without waiting for him to open the door. The hot cheerleader slid herself as far down in her seat as was possible.

Ignoring Leon's raised eyebrow her look simply shouted at him to drive the damn car. Her own car was like a beacon to her father, wouldn't even need gps to follow her but Leon's that was unknown. Now all she had to do was pray her father didn't see her leaving.

Nessa: What are you waiting for Le, drive already.

Leon observed Nessa as she slipped into the car, his brow rose in silent question he had only ever seen her slightly frazzled a hand full of times, and he could on one hand how many times it had been because of her father. With a sigh he held his hand up in defense, started the car once more, before pulling free of her drive.

"Whats wrong"He questioned with a raised brow in her direction, he didnt like her out of sorts, she was one mean woman when she wanted to be, and he didnt want her anger directied towards him. With a deep breath he shifted his hand from the wheel to rest on top of her hand, easily entwinning his fingers were her's liifting it so he could place a soft kiss to her knuckles.

"Your father rang didnt he"He stated with slight annoyance, he had never gotten along with the head of the FBI and not because Leon himself had been a criminal and had been sent down for attempted murder, but because the man didnt think he was good enough for his daughter.

The laker girl ran her free hand across her face. She marveled at how easily Leon could still read her. Then again most of the time she wasn't in complete control of her emotions it had something to do with her father. Sighing she shook her head.

Nessa: You know how he is. He always knows best, apparently he's met some charming young gentlemen i should meet.

Nessa could only imagine the type of people he expected her to meet. Silver spoon brats who couldn't function in the real world without mommy and daddy holding their hands. That's part of what she loved about Leon, he was real rough around the edges, but completely perfect for her.

Her father of course would never see that, he'd only see a criminal record, the absence of a degree and the absence of influencial contacts. There he was wrong Leon had plenty of influential contacts it was just that not all of them operated in the same circle as her father. She could only scoff at the idea he knew what type of man she needed.

Nessa: I have a feeling i'll be a training mission for new agents soon. Stalk my daughter and report all her movements to me. Either that or an agent who's f*cked up will be assigned Nessa watch.

Ducking even lower in her seat, her mouth stilling before she whispers to Leon.

Nessa: Carry on driving and take me somewhere he won't look for me.

The non descript black mercedes that had passed them in the opposite direction had indeed been her father. As non descript as it may have seemed Nessa knew that vehicle to be bullet and bomb proof.

Leon flicked his gaze over to her and shook his head, his jaw was locked in stone, compleatly annoyed that her father of all people could put her in such a foul mood, he understood where her father was comeing from, wanting the best for his little girl, but surley he could see by now that what Nessa wanted was him and not the snot nosed brats he had lined up for her.

With an almost inaudiable growl he squeezed her hand softly and he pressed his foot down on the gas, he was agitated and when he was agitated he drove fast, the speed soothing the fire in his veins.

At her movments he checked the rear veiw mirror and shook his head in annoyance, with a chuckle he took the first left sharply, wheels screaming in protest, if it had been any one else they would have lost the back end, but his car stuck to the car perfectly. He drove for a while, his hands steady on the wheel, music blaring in the background, the base line soothing his annoyance at her father.

"We're here"He stated, he hadnt took her any where fancy, know where that her father would find them, he was currently parked at the car park, the beach was only a short work away from them, and a little dinner was only ten minuets away.

The beautiful brunette smiled and leant into the side of this strong protective man. Allowing his arm to snake around her shoulder. Pulling her closer protecting her bare skin from the slight bite of chilled air rolling in off the ocean. Her ice blue eyes filled with appreciation, he always knew where to take her or what to say or do.

Feeling his fingers trace patterns on her bare shoulder, the voyeuristic female practically purred. Shaking her head, she allowed her mind to wander away from her father. Catching sight of the pier in the distance Vanessa can't help the slight chuckle that leaves her lips. Her mind recalling that fourth of july, were as everyone else watched the fireworks on the pier above them Leon caused Nessa to see fireworks of an entirely different kind.

Nessa: You want to watch what you do with those hands Mr Perez else we may not get to dinner.

Leon allowed his hand to snake around her body, fingers dancing around the bareness of her shoulders, he felt her react under him and smile, loving the sigh that fell from her lips, his own gaze locked on the distant ocean, the colour almost black, shimmering under the moon light.

"Who said anything about dinner" He questioned deeply, truning, bringing his hand to guide her chin so she was looking at him, his dark gaze taking her in, each and every inch of her, before he ducked, capturing her lips in a soft, barely there kiss. With a chukle he pulled away, loving the annoyaed sigh that fell from her lips, he tapped the end of her nose, and slide from the hood of his car.

He held his hand out for her to take, and pulled her to his body, his hand snaking around her waist once more, lips pressed agasint her neck, before he pulled her in the direction of the restaurant.