I watched French Revolution today - S3.5

This came to me thirty minutes ago and demanded to be written. M for language

Hope you like it. This is why I started my drabbles folder. It's short but this is what Russell said to me today.

Brenda.

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I never get emotional at work. I am cutting. I am the one who gets paid to say the stuff no one else will. I am a legal mind. I am mean and sarcastic and I am as loveable as a scruffy old Billy goat. That's by design.

That woman gets under my skin. Honestly her and her husband. Service minded caring people who always want us to do the right thing. So authentic it makes me sick.

I didn't have to care this much about anything other than my wife and my big brother Kenny and possibly my sons and Conrad Dalton. It's a small list.

Here I am now - begging her to care about me and my political future.

I told her she was brilliant and a damned good Secretary of State. How am I ever going to be able to scare her or threaten her anymore?

Shit Rusty, that ship sailed when she refused to be afraid of you on her first day. She was quaking but darned if she didn't do exactly what she thought she should and then consequences be damned. If she got fired, if she got humiliated- she'd take it on the chin.

Now I need her to get these donors back on board. She convinced Conrad to run as an independent. She has America caring about politics again and that's good and bloody dangerous. Fucking Pandora because she has no experience as a politician. Because Conrad can't resist her he's dumped our strategy just months before an election- and pivoted from everything we spent the last four years building.

She's killing me. I know she's under a ton of stress. Has a stalker after her husband and family and today he came for her. Right in her office. Most women would have quit today. Hell most women , most people would have had one foot out the door after the first tongue lashing

She isn't most women. Today I laid my career in her hands and for the first time I actually trust that in this hard, brutal pissing contest that shows us which politician has the biggest set of brass ones- it's Elizabeth McCord and her blue eyes and vulnerability and love of country.

And I hate it.

I am not the heartless bastard I thought I was. I like pandas, I like to back winners and I like these McCord people.

I didn't need to have an identity crisis less than a month before the election.

Pandora.

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