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Cyrus closed his phone, his ears still ringing from his ex-wife screams of rage. She wasn't happy the President promised to attend the wedding but she wasn't allowed to inform anyone. The only reason she didn't want Cyrus's head on a pike was that Fitz had generously agreed to be in attendance for three hours.

When Cyrus told Fitz about the wedding he held his breath waiting for him to ask the couples name. Fitz seemed too distracted to ask him, most likely due to the crisis in Europe. If the President knew the name of the couple, he would either refuse to go, or attend hoping to get an opportunity to punch the groom.

Cyrus walked to Lauren's desk to update the wedding information. "Hello Lauren here is the file; I have already provided the names to the Secret Service."


Lauren nodded and open the file, rapidly typing the documents into her computer. Suddenly she stopped after viewing the couple's name. Her fingers hovered over the keys. "Mr. Beene is that the same man who…"

Cyrus looked at the Oval office shaking his head, "You know better than to mention "that name" within ear shot of the President. Do you want to end up working in the Dept. of HUD's typing pool?"

Lauren eyes widen, "No Sir, I'm simply surprise the President's changed his mind about the ban. Didn't one of them grab a grappling hook as a weapon during their fight at the charity event?"


Cyrus sighed; the rumors of what happened at the Ladies of Liberty charity ball grew more insane the longer time went on. "That is a vicious lie, it was a fireplace poker. They simply have different political ideas and things got heated. I am sure they would laugh about it now."

Lauren nodded, "Yes Sir Mr. Beene, I will have this ready by tonight for you."

"Good day Lauren," Cyrus walked away quickly to avoid continuing the conversation. He needed to see the Secret Service. He knew that when they reviewed the guest list for the wedding they would read him the riot act. He would need to find a way to keep them for running to the President in revolt.


Lauren started typing; wondering how long Cyrus could hide this from the President. She knew the President would never attend the wedding if he knew the name of the groom. She wanted to tell Fitz but not if it meant crossing Cyrus, he was not a man you wanted as an enemy if you liked you job.

One of the White House staffers Betty smiled at Lauren as she passed her desk. "What you working on Lauren, you're typing like a mad woman."

Lauren smiled, "Nothing Betty just a funeral announcement I need to finish by tonight."

Betty looked confused, "A funeral announcement who died?"

Lauren looked up as her fingers flew on the keys, "Nobody yet but they will, it's inevitable."

Betty laughed assuming Lauren was pulling her leg, "You're a riot, but I have to go, see you at lunch."

Lauren gave Betty a distracted smile as her friend walked away. Lauren had a lot to do, and she wanted this off her desk before the President saw it. She wondered if the Wedding would feature on page ten or Page one of Washington Post, it all depended on how awake the Secret Service was she supposed.