Random one shot book

WARNING: mention of attempted assault, semi soft august Walker, and murder. SWEARING. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
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August sat at his desk filling out paperwork for his last mission report. He heard a soft knock on his door. "Come in," he responded, not looking up. The door opens with an audible creak. I'll fix that later. "Agent Walker I have the paper you requested," said a feminine voice. He looked up and saw Agent  L/N who only started a year ago. "Put it on my desk L/-n." He pointed at a spot on his desk with his pen. He heard the faint footsteps of his fellow agent, then "Would you like anything else?" "Agent L/N you are not my PA. I'm sure Director Sloan has something for you to do." He responded not really paying any attention as he finished his paperwork. "I finished with what she asked of me already. I wanted to help you with something if you need it," L/N explained. He stood up to his full height and walked around his desk, giving her his full attention. Paperwork in hand, "That is thoughtful of you. Would you give this to Sloan for me" he requested once more. "Yes sir." She gave a light smile and left the office. Shaking his head, he leaned against his desk with a with both hands rubbing each side of his temple. He felt a headache on the horizon. He let out a sigh and checked his phone for the time. Seeing he was able to clock out and go home for the day, he gathered his belongings and started to go home. August heard a faint shout and was able to make it out as Agent     L/n. He hastily made his way closer to the noise. "No one is around to save you little birdie. Be as loud as you want." A chuckle was heard as he turned the corner and saw             L/n pinned on a wall with tears rolling down her face. He could not make out her assailant with his angle. He rushed over as fast as he could (really floofing fast) with how big he was he was surprisingly quiet. He grabbed the assailant arms and threw him aside. Landing a good 2 feet away from him and L/n. "Who the fu-" they were cut short once the recognized who threw them. The went pale "walker" August eyes went full murder clear as his intent. "We were playing right Y/n" Walker felt smaller arms wrap around his torso his shirt became wet with hot tears falling into the fabric. "No August please help me" fear laced their voice. The sound of the plea of his first name and not his title made them sound even more desperate. Walker gently pulled her arms of of him "my office Y/n" and stalked to the assailant as he noticed him as senior agent. August with ease dragged him toward the director office. "You, Sloan and I will be having a VERY interesting conversation." He stated the senior agent pleaded with August "Walker she dose not have to know it won't happen again please I'll be discharged." But it fell into deaf ears. He would be discharged with no benefits he was 8 months before he could retire from the CIA.

Y/n waited in her seniors office for what felt like 3 hours. Their brain going a mile a minute trying to comprehend what just happens a few minutes prior. She was surprised to hear the door close shut a disheveled August Walker came into view. He walked up to her "Hey look at me." He instructed she reluctantly looked at August. He lightly grabbed he chin and turned her face left then right to inspect the damage, she apparently got slapped before he was near as there was a red angry hand print of her right cheek. She noticed the anger in his face she got scared again knowing Walkers reputation. His features softened as he noticed and lightly grazed her cheek bone with his thumb. "My anger is not directed at you Y/n" he broke formally "You can call me August right now as this is not a formal conversation, plus I'm off the clock." he gave a small smile but it vanished as soon as it appeared. Y/n laughed lightly "what happened to Miller?" She asked the fear coming back her voiced wavering. August pulled her into an embrace bending down to full envelop her into his frame. "You wont be seeing him again Y/n" his voice firm sure of what he was saying. She let out a exhale of relieved of what he said. She was able to get a whiff of her senior agent's cologne she could not determine what exactly what it smelled like but it a definitely masculine and had a musk undertone. (I'm a female I don't know men's sent alright sorry friends. Aka Cologne) she relaxed into his embrace "thank you August." She whispered. He tightened his hold onto her not painfully but the hold he had on her was protective and full of warmth. She never noticed how warm he was till now as she never had the chance to know till this moment. He did not respond with words, but he let out a hum in acknowledgment. "Sorry" he pulled away to look at her. "Whatever for?" He asked confused, "for stopping you from going home" he tilted her head to look him in the eyes. "Hey don't you ever apologize for that. You needed help it's my job as your superior to make sure no harm comes to you when I'm this building. Most definitely when it's another agent. Do you understand. " his voice once again held a firm tone with no room for discussion. Y/n nods "can you walk me to my car please?" Y/n asked him he nods, August once again gathered his things and started to show her out. "Walker" it was the director she stood at the end of the hall. He looked at her with a stoic expression the one he wore most of the  time. "Tomorrow meet me at my office" was all the Director said. He nodded

August had a hand on Y/n lower back, and lead her out of the parking lot. "Thank you August" she gave a light smile In appreciation. He nodded she got in her car and August watched as she left.