Shrouded Mysteries

Warnings: none

Summary: More of your mysterious past comes to light as the search for you is on. Your "uncle" is making sure that you don't get found out and sent back to your home country. If only you can tell Spencer the truth instead of lying to him.

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Spencer practically bounces into work on Tuesday morning. You have not left his mind since taking you out on the impromptu lunch date. He's honestly never met anyone like you before which is why he's so enthralled with you. He thought it was a bit weird that you didn't know how to eat a cheeseburger but who is he to judge? He doesn't know how to do a lot of things and often gets judged for it.

Derek walks out of the break room sipping his much-needed coffee when he sees Spencer at his desk. JJ and Pen follow him out of the break room and chuckle at the smile on his face.

"Why are you all smiles this past week?"

"Nothing."

"Spit it out, kid. Who is she?"

"Why do you assume it's a she?"

"No one makes a man smile like you've been smiling more than a woman."

"Is it that girl you went to see the other day at the coffee place?"

"Okay, now I gotta know about her," Derek grins.

"It's nothing. It's new. I don't even know what we are or where it's going to be. I just had lunch with her that one time."

"What's her name?" Penelope asks, sitting down at Derek's desk.

"I'm not telling you."

"Spence, we're not going to stalk this girl."

"I am. What's her name?"

Spencer knows he's not going to win this with three of his coworkers ganging up on him.

"Y/N."

"Let's look her up, shall we?"

"No, don't do that."

It's too late. Derek and JJ are huddled around Penelope as she types quickly. He sighs and walks around them to see what she pulls up. He's curious since there is such mystery surrounding you. Penelope finds an Instagram profile that matches the name Spencer gave her.

"Is this her?"

"Yeah."

At face value, you look like a normal American girl. Spencer detected an accent in your voice that you were trying to hide. Besides that and not knowing how to eat a cheeseburger, you seem perfectly normal. Your Instagram shows it, too. You have pictures of you on the beach, in the mountains, in parks with your dogs, and traveling with friends and families. Someone who has experienced life to the fullest.

"From what I can see, she has two brothers and one sister and she really likes surfing, playing piano, and hanging out with her family."

"Check her Twitter," JJ says.

"Okay, no, you're done. Enough stalking her."

Spencer gives them their moment to tease, and Penelope chuckles before exiting out of Instagram.

"It's good to see you happy, kid."

Spencer takes a seat at his desk to get to work but he can't get you out of his mind. Don came to visit you while at work, and your manager gave you permission to take your break earlier. You and Don are sitting outside where there aren't any customers because it's getting hot. No many people are walking outside so Don thinks it's perfect to have this conversation here.

"Here, I got you a new cellphone. Don't worry, they can't track it." You open your mouth to speak but Don shakes his head. "Don't ask." He takes out a small ID and hands it to you. "Here is your new driver's license. I also did you a favor by creating social media accounts for you with pictures that my friend helped make. Everyone in this day and age has some sort of digital footprint. It would be weird if you didn't have it."

"Thanks."

Your heart starts to race a bit from how nervous you are and you can't help but fiddle with your fingers underneath the table. You look at the people passing by across the street and immediately smile when you see the one person who you can't get out of your head. Don sees the smile and turns to see Spencer walking over to the Coffee Shop. Your heartbeat immediately slows down because you feel safe with him. You're not sure why since he's a stranger to you but you feel like you can trust him.

"Hi, Spencer," you grin.

"I'll see you at home," Don clears his throat.

He leaves just as Spencer gets to the table. He takes the seat Don was sitting in and watches him walk away.

"That's my uncle."

"Where are your parents?" Spencer asks and turns back around.

"Away. They're out of town for work. They won't be back for a while."

"What do they do?"

You're not prepared to be interrogated mostly because you never did your homework on this new life. You should have on the plane ride over here, but you were too busy researching the history of America to research yours.

"You know, work. It's complicated. They do so much."

Spencer chalks it up to you wanting to be private so he respects that and moves the conversation along. It's weird since your Instagram shows you being your family and he thought that meant you were close with them.

"What are you doing here?" you ask.

"I wanted to see you."

"Here I am," you smile. "Oh, I got my new phone. Can I give you my number?"

"Yeah." Spencer takes out his phone and hands it over to you. You input your name and number into his phone before handing it back to him. He immediately calls your phone so that you have his number. "Listen, I also wanted to ask you if you're busy this weekend."

"I shouldn't be, why?"

"I'd like to take you out if that's okay."

"Like a date?" Spencer nods shyly, and you give him an encouraging smile. "I'd love to. Where are we going?"

"Now, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise. Don't worry, I think you're going to love it."

"I'm excited," you grin.

"I have to get back to work but can I stop by at lunch and take you out again?"

"Yeah."

Spencer grins and leaves the table right after. You watch him walk off with a happy sigh. This... this is everything you've wanted. The quiet peaceful life with someone to look forward to every day. It might be boring in some people's eyes but it's everything your old life can't give to you. You think back to your parents and how worried they must be not knowing where their daughter is. You want to feel bad for what you did but if you feel bad then you'll feel guilty and guilt leads to you going back there...

Yacleira. Home to your nightmares.

Your mother, Calliope, paces the throne room anxiously while your father, Elliot, sits on the throne overlooking the enormous room. Calliope is almost in tears because, for the past week, she and her husband haven't been able to locate their only daughter and heir to the throne. They have searched Yacleira and every crack and crevice she has but you're nowhere to be found. That means you must be in a different country but they've contacted Spain, Saudi Arabia, Norway, and England but none of them have seen or heard from you.

Elliot already had his time to explode in anger for letting his daughter get away but now he's calm with silent rage. Not only is he very protective of you, his daughter, but also the future queen of Yacleira. Without you, they will have to find a new bloodline to take over the throne and that is not going to happen. Your family has been reigning for half a century and it's not going to stop now.

"Calliope, darling, please quit pacing. You're making them nervous."

She looks over at the Harringtons of Vosharia. Felix, Cecelia, and their son Henry who was meant to be married to you had you not run off to play house in another country. This arranged marriage is a way of connecting the two countries to keep their alliances strong without issue. People in Vosharia are trying to overthrow people in Yacleira mostly for their land. They're both small but very powerful countries and one will not give up their land for the other. This marriage is a way to unite the two together to become stronger. Henry has been quiet about the situation but his parents are ever so vocal about being made fools at the altar.

"Do you realize what will happen if word about this gets out? The outroar both of us will have to endure?" Felix asks angrily.

"We'll find her," Calliope says.

"You better because if you don't, you can kiss that peace treaty goodbye. We will be at war," Felix glares at Elliot.

"You have made your point, Felix. We do not need your judgment at a time like this," Elliot glares back. "I suggest you go back to Vosharia and wait for our word. We will find our daughter and she will wed Henry. The deadline isn't due for another six months."

"Sweetheart, we should just go. You've made your point," Cecelia says.

"Fine. We will come back in exactly one month hoping for progress."

With that, the Harringtons leave the building, escorted by their own guards. Calliope is worried about the state of her country but she is worried about you more. Where could you be? What are you doing? Are you in danger? Did you leave because you had to or because you wanted to? The Richmonds don't have enough time to rest because their head of security, Kylen, enters with your personal bodyguard who has been assigned to you since birth, Benjamin.

"Did you find her?" Elliot asks and stands up.

"No, sir. I figure if anyone can find her, it's Ben."

It's true. Sebastián knows you better than you know yourself. If you were planning on leaving the country, he'd know about it or know where you'd go if you managed to sneak by him.

"You're sure you don't know what happened?" Calliope asks.

"No, Your Majesty. I was away when she escaped. She knew me just as much as I knew her. She knew when I'd be away from her."

"Find her, Benjamin," Elliot glares.

"I will do everything possible to bring her home to you."

He knows you fled to the United States because he's the one who put you on the goddamn plane. He just doesn't know where. He made it clear to Don not to tell him where you were for this exact reason. He'd do anything to make you happy even if it means escaping from everything you've ever known.