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'Good Morning Grace.'

'Oh! Good Morning Ezio! I take it you slept well?' Grace replied as she watched Ezio wander in to the kitchen. It was seven o'clock in the morning and soon everyone would be up and about. Grace decided to make some breakfast for everyone with whatever she could find in the kitchen. There was plenty of eggs and milk in the fridge and she found some flour in one of the cupboards; so she decided to make crepes and she could make an omelette or scrambled eggs if anyone wanted them. Ezio helped her out when he could; setting the kitchen table with the appropriate cutlery and crockery. Grace showed him how to operate the coffee machine; he would stare at it in wonder as the jug would fill with the dark liquid. Ezio had filled pitchers with fruit juice, laid cups out for the coffee and now he was helping Grace chop up various fruits for a fruit salad. Grace didn't think he would be the kind of man who would help out in the kitchen, but she wasn't complaining she was glad of the help. She would be sleeping this morning as soon as everyone had breakfast, ready for her next guard shift that evening and to also train Desmond later on. Right now she was tired after being up all night so for Grace; a bit of food and some sleep would do her good.

Rebecca's was the first to enter the kitchen, but then again she was always an early riser. She floated in to the kitchen with a big smile on her face in knowing that Grace was making breakfast.

'Morning guys" She exclaimed as she walked in. Ezio and Grace said their good mornings in reply to her. 'Please tell me you've made crepe batter Grace?'

'Of course I have!' Grace exclaimed. 'I take it you want some then?' She grinned.

Rebecca nodded. 'I haven't had crepes in ages. I see you've done fruit salad too.' She continued as she peered in to the fruit salad bowl on the kitchen counter.

'Help yourself Becca that's what it's there for. You too Ezio.' Said Grace. 'I'll do your crepes now , I've got some eggs here too if you want some scrambling or something.'

Ezio grabbed a dessert bowl he had laid out earlier and being a gentleman; he spooned some of the fruit salad in to the bowl and handed it to Rebecca who took it graciously. He then filled a bowl of his own and proceeded to sit at the table with Rebecca. They chatted away with each other whilst Grace began cooking their crepes. Soon after, Lucy and Shaun walked in and sat themselves down at the table; revelling in the smell of their breakfasts and enjoying every mouthful. Normally they would each do their own breakfast when they woke, which never usually consisted of more than a slice or two of toast. But it was a welcome change to have something cooked for them that was far more substantial. Desmond eventually surfaced and found himself sat at the kitchen table with a plate of real food in front of him. He ate slowly, obviously still half asleep. He looked rather bleary eyed like he had a restless night. Grace did remember that he was in bed before he trudged through in to the kitchen earlier that morning for water, then disappeared again. But Desmond did eventually appear to perk up a bit after he had eaten his breakfast.

Grace however was not doing so well at all. When everyone had left to go and continue with their work; Grace had started to feel the effects of not much sleep and staying up right the way through to the morning. Ezio insisted she go straight to bed and get some much needed rest.

'Are you sure? I don't want to leave you on your own.' Grace asked Ezio. He just scowled at her.

'Grace mia cara, you need to sleep. I can tidy all this away and take guard. I want to make myself useful while I'm here.' Ezio said as he grabbed her shoulders.

Ezio eventually managed to shoo Grace away insisting he would help out where he could so she could get some rest. He cleared all the breakfast items away and even washed the dishes; something he had never even done before. A little later on; he even made coffee for the rest of the group just like Grace had done the night before seeing as he now knew how to use the coffee machine. A while later Ezio went to check on Grace to see if she was definitely sleeping. She was in the bed she had claimed; hidden well under the covers only with her bare feet sticking out at the end. He wandered back in to the kitchen to find Shaun, Rebecca and Desmond sat at the table again eating their lunch. Rebecca motioned for Ezio to come and sit beside her as she then pointed to a plate on the table which had a sandwich on it she so kindly made for him. Shaun dominated the conversation between them all; asking Ezio questions about his time which in modern times was considered history. But Shaun was only interested in the stuff that never made the history books. And Ezio had all the good gossip from back then. But it wasn't long before everyone left to return to their work.

All except Desmond.

There was a slight silence between Ezio and Desmond but it was not hostile in the slightest; just difficult. Until Desmond broke the silence.

'So, Grace is the one who found you?' Desmond asked his ancestor as they cleared the table.

'Yes, yes she was. I was quite lucky that it was her that found me.' Ezio replied.

'She seems nice enough.' Desmond stated.

'She is. Grace has been my guardian angel since I got here. She showed me nothing but kindness, even after I did sort of… hold her at sword point.' Ezio said sounding slightly embarrassed. Desmond looked genuinely shocked when he said that.

'You're serious? You held her at sword point?' Desmond exclaimed.

'I thought I had been kidnapped. She brought me to her hotel room whilst I was unconscious and I awoke just when she had finished bathing.' Ezio said smirking slightly. Desmond knew that look as soon as he saw it. Ezio did like his women and in Desmond's mind he wasn't wrong in that sly smirk; Grace was quite easy on the eyes. He soon found himself smirking along with Ezio.

'So what is Grace like then, seeing as she's your guardian angel?' Desmond asked his ancestor. 'I mean, she is one of us.'

'She's been a master assassin for a while now. Though I haven't seen what she can do yet.' Ezio replied.

'Well she's offered to help train me so I guess we'll find out soon.' Said Desmond.

'She seems to know what she's doing.' Ezio reassured Desmond. 'I think you'll be in good hands.' He smirked again when he talked. Desmond knew he was subtly trying to imply something.

Desmond was soon back in the Animus for his afternoon session whilst Ezio was still on guard duty. Nothing much happened during the day, though there were a few birds that flew in front of the cameras outside. But it was relatively quiet other than that. No sign of any people at all on the outside. Ezio did go to check on Grace again to see if she was still sleeping. It was mid-afternoon now and Desmond would soon be finishing his Animus session so that would mean that Grace would most likely start his physical training when she woke. Grace was still in bed and had barely moved from the last time he went to check on her; her bare feet were still sticking out from under the covers. Eventually Ezio made his way back in to the kitchen and sat himself down in front of the security camera monitors. Nothing was happening. He watched the feed from the main gates in to the warehouse's yard for a bit only noticing the odd car or two going past on the road outside, which was nothing spectacular. It was getting quite late on in the afternoon now; just after quarter past four. Desmond had finished in the Animus for now and appeared in the kitchen; grabbing a glass and filling it with water before downing the whole thing in seconds.

'Ezio Grace is awake, she's downstairs right now.' Desmond said as he finished his glass of water. 'She wants us both down there now.'

Ezio perked up from his bored security camera watching stupor. He left the kitchen along with Desmond and made their way downstairs to find Grace laying out some crash-mats she had found stashed away in some corner of the warehouse.

'Good afternoon you two. I hope you're ready for this Desmond.' Grace said as she finished sorting out the mats.

'As ready as I'll ever be, I guess.' Desmond replied as he shrugged.

'Okay well, I know the Bleeding Effect is helping you but I want you to tell me what you think you may have problems with I dunno with combat or something.' Grace stated.

'Well,' Desmond started. 'I suppose I could do with some help with grappling. And guns.'

'That is no problem at all.' Grace grinned at Desmond and Ezio. 'This is gonna be interesting.'