AN: Right, so this is my third Grace/Rich fic. It was based off a photoshoot that gen3 cast did. It's set in the 50s/60s Bristol. Hope you like it! Please leave reviews, I really want to know what you guys think.

Chapter One

The ring of the doorbell alerted the maid to the incoming visitor. Interviewees for the job had been going on all day. Lucille had been on her feet run back and forth. So far, there had been about at least ten applicants to come and all had been rejected. David Blood was a perfectionist, in every area of his life. Nothing but the best was only one of his mottos. Coming from such a well-known family it was only to be expected. However, there was a buzz going around Bristol, David Blood was looking for a tutor. For his daughter, yes, a real live girl of his own flesh and blood. Despite what the general public thought, he did have living human connections. After the initial shock of it wore off, that's when the applicants started to come in. He took great pains to root through the incapable, inane and the those who only wanted to quell their curiosity. The things that he did for his daughter….David massaged his temple, the headache from the last interview refusing to go away.

Grace was a smart child; he knew that from the start. She took to reading like a fish to water. Anything that she could get her little hands on was up for grabs. Now that she was older she wanted more. She wanted to go to school with other children her age. Knowing that that wouldn't be a good idea, he thought getting her a tutor would quell the new urges. The world outside the house wasn't safe. People out there weren't safe was more like it. Not for ones like Grace, and being her father it was his duty to protect her. He was slowly starting to lose his grip on her. She becoming unhappy with what was around her. She was starting to want things that he wasn't sure that he could give her. It was a little easier when she just wanted to be a dancer. He would close a dance studio for her use, pay an instructor handsomely to teach her. Before the lesson began he made it quite clear to the woman that she could not breathe a word of what was seen or heard. Even went as far as to make her sign a legally binding confidentiality agreement. Now, Grace wanted be a writer. A writer…he thought incredulously to himself. No doubt she had the imagination and the eloquence to pull it off, however there was more to it than just being good writer. Like in everything else in this world, it was full of politics…mind fields that he wasn't sure that she could traverse. Maybe in another time…but…

" David, another person is here." Lucille interrupted his thoughts; he shot her stern look, which she promptly ignored. David was sitting at his desk going over paperwork. Interviews weren't going well and if he didn't find someone then Grace was going to push even harder to go somewhere else…like the newly opened Roundview….

" Lucille…you know you are to call me Mr. Blood when company is around." Both of them knew that he wouldn't do anything more than that. They had history as well as two people connecting them together. Lucille wasn't going anywhere. David knew that he if given the chance he would send her away. He didn't care if she was Grace's grandmother. Grace had a chance to escape the stigma…she could pass. Lucille couldn't comprehend that.

" Of course, should I bring the guest in now David?" The insolence was not lost on him, he boxed his chin and gave her a curt nod. Lucille walked back to the foyer and brought the young gentlemen in.

" Mr. Blood, Mr. James Harrison is here to see you." Blood waved her off and focused on the male in front of him. The applicant extended his hand to shake but Blood did not reciprocate. Instead he chose study was tall and a bit lanky. His clothes were nicely pressed and his black hair was combed to the side. He looked fresh out University, what was Mr. Cyhoedddus-Gwalchmai thinking?

"Mr. Harrison, your uncle… has told me a lot about you."

" All good things I hope." James laughed nervously and then he instantly closed his mouth; he knew that this was great opportunity. Things in Britain were slowly rebuilding and jobs were still hard to come by. He couldn't afford to not get this job. " Uncle Doug says to say hello and thank you very much for the opportunity."

" He says that you are very intelligent, I took the liberty of checking for myself and I must say…your record is impressive."

" Thank you Mr. Blood, I just try my best and—"

" Yes, that is all very well and good but I just want to know one thing. Why did you come here? I've dealt with knuckle-draggers and frauds all day. Know that they only reason why you got this meeting was because of your uncle. Now, tell me why I should hire you?"

" I-I well Mr. Blood…I quite honestly I need this job. As you know times right now are tough. I promise you that if you hire me I will do my absolute best. I will not let you or your daughter down." Blood stared at him for a minute, James could feel his eyes cut into him. He did his best to keep his gaze but it felt like Blood was trying to cook him alive.

David got up from his desk and walked around to where James was standing. Right now, David was out of options it was either this boy, fresh out of University or Roundview. He'd rather take his chances with the single entity.

" Mr. Harrison, before I hire you let me make one thing clear. You are not to speak a word of this to anyone. My daughter…is very precious to me as is my position I want neither compromised is that clear?"

"Uh…Yes! Of course." How would he compromise his daughter or his position? It didn't make sense. He had heard rumors but didn't pay attention to him. His uncle told him that the girl in question was really nice. Blood gave him another look while he pulled out some papers to sign and told him to follow him to the foyer.

James didn't know what to expect, they made it to the foyer right before the staircase.

"Also know that all tutor sessions will be monitored, I want full reports every week on her progress and if I hear of any inappropriateness you will be terminated immediately."

" Yes sir, of course sir." David nodded and turned his head to the staircase.

" Grace, your tutor is here. You can come down from your room now."

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The world of Grace Violet Blood was that of a gilded cage. Never could she walk out the door without her father's permission. In fact, she wasn't allowed to stay outside for too long for reasons her father refused to go into. Her dad was pretty strict when it came to her interacting with other people. Grace wasn't naive, at least not completely. She listened to the radio, watched the telly…people that were different…people like her…weren't being treated fairly. She guessed that's why she wasn't allowed to do a lot of things that other teenagers did. Her neighbors, she would watch from her window riding their bicycles down the lane. All she wanted was a chance….a chance to see what was truly out there. The world was filled with wonders…ones that she would give anything to explore. She'd take the risks. Anything to escape this well furnished prison. She wanted to go to school…interact with other people. She didn't like the thought of a tutor and she had hoped that her father wouldn't find anyone.

" Grace, your tutor is here. You can come down from your room now." So he found one…Grace thought to herself, well might as well make the best of it. The person could be nice.

" I'll be right down father!" She got up from her bed and straightened out her close. She walked to the staircase and looked down. She saw her father and a young male waiting. When she got to the final step, she smiled shyly and waved.

"Mr. Morrison, I will like you to meet my daughter Grace."