#Matvei safin

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters: 11/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana, James Bond/ new OFC

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

11. Deep Observations

The one-man submarine operated slow, but effective. The grey painted machine floated between the small swarm of Reef sharks, camouflaged by the water and the ocean colour. The sharks moved in a simple balett attitude, circling the deeper laying Reef in search for a meal.

Small lilac and orange coloured shoel of fish swam between the different corals, ignoring the grey shadows upon them.

The scientist inside the submarine moved with the sharks along the Reef, while taking probs of the water and the Reef overgrown. The waterproof camera recorded every move.

Safin sat in his operation room and watched the send pictures of the cam, his fingers drumming inpatient on his desk. His face looked thinner as usual in the night light of the ops. His pox scared cheeks deep, his skin unhealthy yellow. A frown was glued to his face while he observed the incoming recordings. He knew the sub could not be quicker, alas he longed for the results.

Behind him stepped Luc out of the metal hatch to enter. As his right hand it was Luc's privilege to join Safin at any time. The men had lived through good times and bad times, but never felt apart. Safin gave him a quick look, before focusing again on the screen.

“This part of the Reef shows already some perish of sea anemones”, Safin started.

“That would explain the reduction of fish swarms.”, Luc said, stepping closer behind his boss.

Safin gave Luc some space to look for himself, as he pointed at the screen.

“Dying Alcyonacea, organ-pipe corals already growing to stone ... Sea sponges that stopped working.”

His low and rasp voice fainted, the anger as the hint of sadness clearly to hear.

Luc inhaled deep. Like Safin, he was already deeply occupied with this new task - and it was surprising heavier then any poisoned gas.

“This Reef is dying.”, he diagnosed.

His words hung like a threat in the air, before Safin allowed himself to nod.

“Yes.”, he whispered. “I rather would wait for the full examples and test results to make this conclusion - but you are right.”

Luc dared to rest a hand on Safin's shoulder. He squeezed it fondly.

“We will find out what to do.”

Safin stared a moment on the screen, the fingertips of his left hand covering shortly his mouth, as he was in deep thoughts.

Eventually he sighed and composed himself. Getting up he catched Luc's eyes.

Pushing his hands Crossway into his sleeves he leans at his chair. He watched his right hands face keenly.

“What would you propose?”

“Finding a local.”, Luc answered promptly. “Not a scientist, but a person who knows the reefs, probably dives since childhood. Someone with real knowledge of the Reef and the lifeforms.”

Safin pursed his lips and nodded slowly.

“Someone with real ideas how to stop the destruction - or at least help to nourish the surviving corals and Reef life forms?”

“Something like that.”

Safin felt a stinch of headache behind his eyes and pressed for a moment thumb and middle finger on his eyes.

“It is late, Lyutsifer.”, Luc said as a reaction to Safin's gesture. His voice was unusual soft, so Safin gave him a surprised look.

“I missed dinner, right?”

“Tatjana didn't mind.”, Luc said. “As long as you don't forget to join her in bed.”

Safin purred his lips to one of his weird smiles. The idea of an employee to speak about a subject of such private matter was unheard. Safin would not allow it - except with Luc. Luc was - together with Marie - a family member.

“Well, perhaps I should find my way to bed then. Before I get a scolding from Tatjana - or worst, Marie.”, he chuckled. Turning to the screen he switched it out.

“I want the sample results after breakfast by 800.”

Luc smirked and saltured lazy.

“Aye.”

Chapter 10

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters: 10/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana, James Bond/ new OFC

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

10. Employment

"It's me."

Bond blinked. For a second he held the phone at his ear and stared into the sea, his brain empty. Then his memory kicked in. "The diver.", he said.

"Yeah, wise guy. The diver. Probably your new housekeeper.", she answered nonchalant. Bond could hear her wide grin.

"That would be perfect. Dirty dishes all over the place.", he jested back.

"Well, then clean a bit up. I was thinking of checking the place out, before I make a decision."

Bond nodded and realized then that she couldn't see him. "Shall I order a water taxi for you before I get to work? My treat of course."

"Naah, I don't want to rip yu off at the first official meeting.", she laughed.

"I'm relieved to hear that..?!"

Bond realized he didn't knew her name. That was even new to him.

He listend into the pause, waiting for an jipper back.

She just chuckled. "I tell yu the name when we meet. I will be there by 7, savvy?"

"Savvy.", Bond muttered but heard already the disconnect tone.

Shaking his head he set the phone aside. 'In what kind of situation I have brought me here?', he wondered.

She came with a bag.

The small taxi boat moored for a moment, waving to Bond, who hurried at the landing dock.

She was already off boat, a duffel bag at her shoulder, as he arrived.

“Hey! What a enthusiastic welcome!”, she teased him.

“Well, I really need help here.”

“So it looks.”

Laughing with her, Bond took her bag and guarded her to the beach.

Nodding to his dock house, a bamboo cabin, he tried to make natural conversion. He felt surprisedly nervous around her. It may be her direct way to speak, or the knowing glances she gave him. As if she could read his mind.

“Classic.”, she clicked with her tongue and strolled confident through the front door.

Stepping by that in the main room, she took her time to absorb the house.

The furniture was a mix of light bamboo and mahogany, surrounding lazily a long, dark wooden table I the middle of the living room.

The bamboo sofa was adored with some colourful cushion. A used blanket rested rolled up aside the armrest, it's colours washed away by time.

The table was halfway decked with stack of books. The fine powder of dust and some fingerprints made it clear that this were books Bond has set aside to read - but didn't had found the time yet.

“Is that the kitchen?”, Bond's guest entered the smaller, but light room. This room were proper cleaned, some plates still resting on the wooden dish dryer.

“Mmhm.”, she hummed and twirled around to give him a wide smile. "Shona.”

Bond narrowed his eyes, his head softly tilting. He smirked eventually. “Shona.”, he repeated.

His guest smiled and offered her hand for a shake.

“Shona Stephenson. Your new 'reinemakefrau'.”

James clashed his hand with hers and laughed as he got the reference.

“Brilliant!”

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters: 9/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

9. Sleeping habits

Tatjana woke up by soft movements on the matress.

She frownd and grunted as a small figure pushed her aside to settle in the open space. A low giggle and more pushing, She heard her husband mumble annoyed and it went still again. 

She rested with close eyes, waiting that slumber catches her again.

The day behind her was long and exciting, from the exploration of the underwater living space with all the rooms and corridors, to the joined and happy dinner with Luc, Marie, the boys and Lyutsifer, to the stressful attempt to get the boys to bed in their new rooms. 

Safin had let build a wonderful room for his sons, with nautic bunks in the wall with blue night lights. The walls decked with warm, wooden planks, the ground soft playground tiles - easy to clean and slightly bouncing like rubber - a big glass wall for the boys to look on a reef, as also a climbing frame in the middle of the room. 

A shelf, filled with illustrated book, from biology subject, adventures to fairy tale, finished the room. Tatjana would had loved to had such a room as a child herself. 

But the boys were nervous, especially Maksimilian was unsure if papa would still be there at the next morning. Safin had spoken to him with his sweet tongue of persuasion to calm him. 

"We are in the next room. Yes, we let the door open. Of course you can switch your night light on. No, you don't need another glass of water. Yes, I will be here. In fact, I will wake you up for breakfast. Yes, we can have breakfast together. With Luc. And Marie. And Mama too… "

Matvei was asleep in minutes, listening to Safin's low voice. Maksimilian clinched at his papa's hand with wide open eyes, until Safin started to tell him a story. "Starushke bylo odinoko .."

Tatjana had left and went to bed with a book to wait for Safin. She woke up three hours later as the book felt with a loud bouncing noise to the ground. Bewildered she rubbed her face and looked left to Safin's side, what was empty. 

Getting out of bed she tiptoed to the children's room. Maksimilians blue night light was still on and illuminated the view of him, sleeping soundly, Safin laying at his side with uncomfortable folded legs, but snoring softly. 

Tatjana hesitated first to wake her husband. But the bunk bed was so small, Safin so grouched in it, she was sure he would get spine pain im the morning. 

Softly touching him at the shoulder Safin's eyes shut open at once. 

He didn't moved first, but looked around until a knowing glance appeared in his eyes. 

He nodded lightly and got up and out of the bunk in slow motion, not to wake Maksimilian. 

Eventually back in their own bed he stretched with a groan. 

"I know.", Tatjana spoke apologizing. "I should not had let the boys slept in my bed. But they were the closes thing to their father and it soothed me.", Tatjana whispered. 

Safin looked at her with his serious face and reached for her. Pulling her close he held her and kissed her hair. 

"I'm truly sorry I had you get through this. But is it over now. The boys need more time, that is all. I don't mind."

Tatjana sighed in agreement and closed her eyes. Catched in his scent and listening to his heartbeat she felt quickly asleep, with the assumption to get finally some rest. 

Until the sneakily invasion in the early morning that was. 

Now, laying at the very end of the matress, the bed frame pressed at her buttock, she looked up to relish in the view the faint light of the corridor showed her. Matvei, im his full length stretched diagonally upon the bed, Maksimilian, nestled at his father's bare chest and Safin himself, still deep asleep, drowling on his cushion. 

'This is my family.', Tatjana smiled and closed her eyes again. The snoring sound of her three men in her ear, slumber catched her eventually.

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters: 8/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

8. Treasures

"I can't believe you never introduced me to this place!" Felix, his left hand wrapped around a bottle of local beer, nearly pouted.

Bond smiled to himself.

'Kim's' was a special place to him. The place was a bit hidden, mostly frequenced by locals to sit, to drink, having home cooked tasting meal, while a band plays in the back of the bar.

He came always alone to this place, having a bit 'him' time after days with Tatjana, Marie and the boys.

"I'm glad you like it, Felix.", he said and leaned his elbows on the bar. "Try the braised goat sandwich. It's the best."

Before he could say anything more a woman settled on the chair aside him, greeting the owner like a family friend, while ignoring him.

Bond watched her. A local girl. No, a woman. In her thirties, a sportive body, probably a diver.

Her skin was shining by sun and fresh air, alas she looked exhausted.

She got her food without order, so Bond assumed she belonged to the family of the household.

"Can I get you a beer to the dish?", Bond asked her spontaneous.

She looked at him with a confused glance. "Sure. If you have too much money.. be my guest."

Bond smirked by the tone of her voice, bratty as teasing and he bobbed his head to the bar man, who had watched their exchange.

A moment later a bottle was setted in front of her plate.

"Yuh welcome.", Bond spoke in pawtah.

"Tank yuh.", she chuckled.

Bond recognized two things at this moment; she was curious about him, and Felix changed in silence his seat, giving Bond and the girl space.

"Yuh no tourist.", she continue to speak in the jamaican accent.

"Nope. Retired on one of the small islands.", Bond cleared that up and took a sip from his bottle.

"Oh!! I know who you are! The family man!"

Bond coughed at his sip of beer. "What? No!", he gasped out and wiped his mouth. The woman aside him giggled.

'Well, at least I haven't forgotten to make a strange woman laugh', Bond thought to himself. He turned fully to her and focused on her face.

"She is friend. Became a Widow a year ago and she and the boys staid for a while.", he explained.

The woman smiled softly and set her elbow on the bar, and supported her chin on the palm of her hand.

"And now she's gone? Yuh alone?"

Bond looked a moment stunned at her. Eventually he brought out: "Yes. Alone and in need of company."

Behind him he heard Felix ordering another beer and the goat sandwich. The band started another song, slow and sobby.

"Aha. And what would be the duty of this 'companion'?", she chuckled. Her tone wasn't repellent, so Bond was encouraged enough to went on.

"House keeping. Official at least. Free weekends. Having someone around." Bond shrugged and added: "The rest.. well, it depends on sympathy I would say."

"Interesting.", she mumbled.

"Why? Know someone?"

"How is the payment?", she asked frank.

"555000 jamaican dollars per month." Bond answered without hesitating. Behind him he heard Felix gasping. "Plus dinner dates and gifts, when one.. know each other better.", he went on.

The woman narrowed her eyes. "Yuh fukin kiddin?"

Bond shrugged. "One can get really lonely at an island. And I like to share."

A pause expanded between the woman and Bond. He took care not to check her body out, but gazed at her face and her long, chocolate hair, what felt in cascades of waves down her shoulder.

She ate her sandwich in silence, ignoring him for now, but Bond could see her working mind behind her eyes. She had shadows under it, surely from work and worries.

He felt like an arsehole now. Did he tried to bribe her? Buy her? She was certainly offended. He shrugged to himself. She had asked after all.

He turned back from her and looked up to the small telly that was fixed up the ceiling. The local news were on.

"Could we get some volume?", Felix asked the bar man, who obeyed.

[.. found the executive director yesterday evening in his house. The local police assumed a suicide. A week ago Mr. Lambert was accused of payola and suspended of his duty…]

The woman beside Bond snorted a laugh. Bond turned back to her with a rising eye bow.

"What's so funny about suicide?"

"Nutting.", she mumbled and swallowed. Licking her fingers then - a view that was quite enjoyable to Bond - she went on: "My former boss. Tis fuker stuffed his pockets full with the Rolex money."

Bond looked at her with blank face. She sighed.

"No getting no news on ya Island? The reef deal. Rolex spend money for the non-profit reef rescue mission and our director took some." She shook her head and reached out for the rest of her sandwich. "Oldest play in the book. Think is.. Suicide? Him? I rather guess someone went after him." She gave him a dark look. "A lot of people lost their job. Me, for example."

Bond smiled sympaticly. "What did you do at this non-profits company?"

"A lot of stuff. Diving with tourist groups to make sure they don't visit the reefs alone.

" Why? To avoide accidents? ", Bond asked curiously.

She frowned." Nooo! To avoide that this stupid tourists destroy the reef!"

She finished her sandwich and emptied her bottle, before saying: "Can you imagine what happend when out barrier reef dies because of hunting and coral stealing tourists? We will have a famite at hand. Here. In the middle of paradise."

Bond took note of her enthusiasm and seriousness for this subject. He knew already, tonight he would look up everything about the reefs and the company. Maybe only for the sake of having a better conversation ground with her.

"You sounds like a clever woman.", Bond answered, showing how impressed he was of her.

She smiled tiresome and set her empty bottle hard on the bar. Gliding from her chair she muttered: "We'll see about that.", and stretched her hand out, showing Bond her caramel palm.

"Yuh hav a card? A number?", she said. "I call yuh tomorrow, tellin yes or no."

Perplex Bond got his card out and hand it to her.

"Tanks.", she said and turned to walk away.

The bar man eyed Bond critical while polishing some glasses. Bond blinked confused.

Behind him, Felix chuckled. "Well, that was quick. Even for you."

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 The Oceanaut - ao3

Part 1 the breath of chaos

Part 2 the Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 old debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 1 /20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him.

But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

1. Good help is hard to find

Hinx walked slowly down the stairs, one foot after another. The stair railing was old and rusty and the dim light let him see not more than three steps ahead. The man behind him with the tranquillizer gun let him step down cautiously. 

If he got shoot down on the twirled staircase he could fall into his death. 

More annoyed than angry about this dubious invitation he was forced to take, Hinx wondered who was so eager to meet him. 

Six men had persuaded Hinx to climb in the helicopter. He had refused to do so, what ended in three deaths before the leader had used a tranquillizer at him. Woken up at the end of the journey, confused and with a mild headache, Hinx had decided to go along - for now. 

He stumbled as he found no more steps but an even ground to step on. Grunting frustrated he straightened his shoulder and looked in the barely illuminated corridor what laid in front of him. The end of it was pitch black, nevertheless a couple of faint, caged light bulbs shone along it. 

"Forward." 

Hinx turned his head to the man with the gun and a scenario rushed through his mind. The man was close enough to fight, and a neck is easy to break. For Hinx that is. He shoved the idea aside there his curiosity was grown enough. He wanted to know where this would lead to. 

He walked along the corridor and stumbled nearly again in surprise of the view he got. 

The walls of the corridor were not solid, but - hopefully bullet-proof - tank glass. 

Hinx swallowed as he realized by the darker shade of turquoise blue he was at least 5 metres under water. 

He walked further, not letting the glass walls out of his view, an easy task, now understanding the whole tunnel must have been once a tourist attraction. The silhouette of a hammerhead shark swam aside the right glass wall, while a swarm of small lilac reef fishes rushed away from him. 

'This must be a glorious view to behold by day' , he thought to himself, wondering if he would ever had the time to find out. 

The hammerhead shark react on the motion of the both men in the tunnel, swam a low loop and crossed their view again. He looked at the men's shadows with dead looking eyes, his disformed head waving around by the next loop he took. Hinx could make out a near reef behind the shark, even in this dark hour colourful and bussing with life, but had to turn away. He had reached the corridors end.

A iron door, brand new by constitution and colour, blocked his way. 

He paused, and waited for instruction. The man behind him stood silent and waited with him, as if he - Hinx - should find out by himself how to get through the next level. 

"Don't tell me the Passworts is 'Swordfish'", Hinx grumbled out to say something, but the moment he spoke a female computer voice answered. 

/voice activation /check /welcome Mr Hinx/

The iron door swung open and Hinx blinked into a full lighted corridor, the walls solid and eggshell white painted. He smirked to himself and felt at easy. He knew now who had invited him.

The lights were warm and yellow coloured, a attempt to fake sunlight. His 'new' boss made sure his employees would not miss that, here, deep under water. Different variations of plants in all shades of green were carefully arranged, the most of them having an asian touch. 

The next door swung open by itself and let Hinx in an office. Here were the walls also painted im the egg-white colour, but the only plant in the room was a small bonsai. The ground was covered by dark, wooden planks and one side of the room had also a glass-wall. Hinx could see here again a colourful reef in the dark-turquoise water, stingrays flowing upon it. Behind the simple desk in the middle of the room sat his host and smiled with his broken face. 

"Mr. Hinx. I'm glad to see you. Tell me, are you willingly and ready for your first task?" 

Hinx just nodded with a fine smile. This should be getting interesting.

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters: 7/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

7. Underwater Love 🍋

Tatjana was in awe of her new home.

Safin walked with her around the corridors of his little underwater retreat, helping her to get familiar with the environment. Their both arms linked they strolled in a diamond formed circle of halls and walls, sometimes broken by the view of the underwater world by secured glass.

"How did you found this beautiful place?"

"I once read in an Forbes magazine about it.", Safin explained. "An old, abandoned underwater attraction, destroyed by a tropical cyclone. I managed to get my hand on it actually a long time ago, not as a new Lair, but simply as a short term hideout."

He reached out for her hand to fondle upon it, as if he himself had to make sure she was really with him.

"Neither me or Luc had plans to build it out this far. But you know how it is sometimes. One idea leads to another and the hiding place that should have at least a kitchen and warm water suddenly become a project. And after we got the HAYTNMYC II here for repair work we started to build further rooms."

The more Safin told her, the more questions Tatjana had. She dared not to speak them out yet. For know she wanted to relish in the fact that her husband was alive and she with him. That was all that mattered at the moment.

Safin entered the next room with her and Tatjana realized at once this was the main room. Laying im the middle of this old tower the aquarium view was on the ceiling. Dark water flooded over their heads was intimating at first glance. Safin, reading Tatjana's glance, let go of her arm and stepped to the low tea table in the middle of the room, sitting cushions and a round futon sofa circling it. He picked up a remote control and showed it her.

"The view is quite better by daylight.", he said and showed her which button to press. At once a dark foil spread out and covered the view, while scones automatically started to work, illuminating the room im a warm light.

"Beautiful.", Tatjana muttered and turned around for a full view.

She got stopped by Safin, who had got hold of her shoulders.

"Nothing is a beautiful as you.", he rasped out.

Tatjana heard the change of tone in his voice and her body react at once to it.

Turning to him she cupped his face in her hand and carred with her thumbs along his broken cheeks.

"Introduce me to the furniture, will you?", she said with a chuckle in her voice. "Is it comfy, my pirate?"

Safin answered with a smirk, resting his hands on her waist.

Tatjana sighed by the touch and let him guard her as he pressed her gentle down to the futon sofa.

"Depends.", Safin whispered. "on with whom one share the furniture."

Hunger befallen Tatjana. Hunger and need. It was she who pressed her lips demanding on his and he answered even so firecly, his teeth grinting at her lower lip.

In a moment Tatjana was pinned beneath Safin and she moaned by the pressure of his body. She wrapped one of her legs demanding around his small hips, holding him close. She whimpered I in need as she could feel his hard body rubbing at hers.

"Sirena..", she heard him mumble in the kiss. She hummed back, gaged by his tongue but didn't mind.

Greedily as he was she answered, nearly fighted with him until she submit to their needs.

His hands under her dress, cold and harsh, covered her body with goosebumps. Her nipples piecing up she moaned as his chest pinned her further down.

She felt his hands torning her panties and the crack of ripped fabric let her shiver.

Safin broke the kiss and got a bit up to free himself. His cock nearly jumped out of his trousers and she savoured the view before he demanded: "Eyes on me."

Tatjana smiled and opened herself up to him.

"Shut up.", she dared to say. "Shut up and fuck me properly."

She saw him flashing his wide, ugly smile, that she loved so much and in a moment he did as she demanded.

Shrieking out she didn't backed of but bucked her hips to him. She did not held still, nor tried she to be silent.

" Yes! YES! SAFIN!", she shouted in glee as in pain by his stretching movements. In so short time she wasn't used to his roughness anymore, alas she welcomed it. She needed it.

Her eyes on his face, her hands on his hips she groaned out as he start to move seriously, a steady pace, his eyes glued on hers.

"My sweet Sirena .. Such a good girl..", he panted, his hair falling in his face.

"Always, Safin. Always."

They do not last long. The hunger for each other drove both easily to the hill of bliss and as Tatjana started to shake and to laugh she listened with satisfaction to the deep growled answer of her husband.

At the end it was Tatjana, who started to sob uncontrollable; relief as happiness overwhelming her.

“My pirat ... my pirat ...”

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - AO3

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 5/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

5. Coming Home

Tatjana needed half an hour to get through the shark-watch tunnel with the boys. Pressing their noses on the glass the twins couldn't torn away their eyes from the wonders of the sea. 

At any other time she would had join in, being in awe of the whole surrounding. But her mind were elsewhere. 

The travel was surprisingly short. Tatjana was baffled as she understood he had hide all the time so close to James's island. Baffled and angry. 

He had his reason, of course, as he always had. One year. One fucking year she was a Widow and she had enough of that. 

She looked to Mr. Hinx and smiled tiresome. "I apologize. The boys are wild, I am inpatient, and you are clearly overqualified for this kind of errands."

She tugged at Maksimilian's and Matvei's hands. "Please guy's.." 

Marie joined her with trembling fingers. 

Hinx, watching the women with a stony face, had not spoken much, but had told Tatjana to collect the most important items and to come with her. Where to, or to whom, he had not said. It wasn't really necessary, was it? 

Keen to find her hopes and wishes for a year come true, Tatjana, Marie and the twins went with him. No questions asked. Mr. Hinx had an order he had to fulfil and that they be safe. 

Now, in the half darkness of this abandoned underwater observation it was clear to her. There was only one man she knew who would re-build such a Lair. 

While she and Marie tried to lure away the twins from the glass, a metal door at the end of the dim illuminated tunnel opened and quick steps came forward. 

Marie screamed out and flied into Luc's arms. Cursing in french she threw her fists at him while crying in joy.

Tatjana teared up as she watched the reunion of Marie and her husband, a wild, happy storm of love and adoration. 

Maksimilian and Matvai stood still in amazement, not yet able to realize what that could mean for them. 

Eventually Marie calmed and cleaned her nose, looking ashamed around while Luc grinned like an idiot. He gave Tatjana an encouraging wink that let her heart flutter. She took a shaking breath in and out. 

Luc shared a glance with Hinx and announced: "Let me show you all your quarters. It looks from the outside old and broken, but we put a lot of work and effort in it." He crouched in front of the boys, who now fully recognized Luc and got his embraces. "I missed you guys.", he cheered up. 

It was Matvei who asked the important question: "Luc? Mama told us you and papa are dead? If you are here..?", he stopped, suddenly shy and looked to his brother, who finished the sentence boldly: ".. is papa here too?" 

Luc looked up to Tatjana, who glanced back with a begging, teary look in her eyes. 

Luc smirked and opend his mouth to answer, yet he got cut off by another, dark, rasp voice. 

"Yes. I'm here." 

The boy's went ballistic. Screaming loud and howling they rushed to their father, clinching and climbing on him. 

Safin's expression of coolness and dignity broke down by a wide smile and glittering eyes. 

Tatjana, her hands pressed on her chest to calm her wild heart, sniffed up by the view of their reunion. How, how she loved him in this moment! 

She was angry, though, wanted to slap him for the charade he had played a year ago. Alas she did understood it was necessary that his enemies think him dead. 

"safin …", she whispered. "lyutsifer .." 

He hushed the boys down, resting his hands on their heads and whispered to them: "Go with Luc and Marie. You have a wonderful room for you both, with bunkbeds, like real sailors. We see us at dinner, yes?" 

Maksimilian clinched harder at his father. "Promise?" 

"Of course.", Safin told his son. "I promise. And I don't take my promises lightly. You know that." 

Maksimilian smiled and wiped his face. Marie got both boy's and went with Luc inside the facility. 

Safin watched them go and glanced to Hinx, who followed. 

Finally alone Tatjana stared a moment at her husband, still afraid it may be an illusion. Until he came forward and rested his cold hand on her neck. 

Catching her wet eyes the corner of his lips curled up and he leaned in to kiss the skin between her neck and her shoulder. Her sweet spot. 

Tatjana shivered and a single tear left her right eye. 

She felt his scarred skin on hers as he sniffed suggestive at her neck. 

"I can smell it.", his low exotic voice filled her ear. "Saltwater and sunbeam. My Sirena."

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 - The Oceanaut - A03

Part 1 - The breath of chaos

Part 2 - The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 - Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 4/20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

4. Be careful what you wish for

Bond held himself at the rim of the water taxi, glancing over to his island. 

He was tired after the long travel to the UK and back to the bahamas, and a part of him wished to be alone for a day, or two, wallowing in self-pity. 

He pressed the though down. The twins would torn him just too quickly out of his dark clouds and he would be thankful for that. 

At the little Marina he payed the driver with a thick tip and climbed up the dock. 

Turning around he watched the taxi leaving, his hand in the trouser pockets. For a moment he paused and held up his face into the warm sunlight.

'To hell with England.'

Here he had a warm home with a climate that he needed by his body condition as for his mental health. 

Too long he had withhold the idea of retirement, of his sunset years and he had missed out the peace and glee of it. Tatjana, Marie and especially the twins had helped him to find the good in that. To relish every day. To treat himself with good food, not luxurious, but 'good' food! To stay healthy, to move, to laugh. 

He was grateful. Other men in his business were dead. 'He' should be dead long ago. He had survived and it was on him to fill the hours that laid before him with joy. 

He sighed and turns to the path that leads to his house. In the corner of his eyes he saw a bucket standing there, forgotten my the boy's, so he assumed. 

He went to get it and paused again, looking inside. 

Three craps sat inside, barely covered in water. Two of them were eating the third, smaller one. 

Staggered he took the bucket at the handle and carried it with him to the house. It wasn't Tatjana's way to be this sloppy. Particularly with food. 

He got a second surprise as he found three more buckets on the veranda he just stepped on. 

He looked from the bucket in his hand to the other three one, and slowly setted his bucket down. Even so slowly he reached for his gun and switched off the safety. 

He listend. 

Bird tweets and thriller in the air around him, animals rustling in the unterholz. No sound of the boys.

With hammering heart he entered the veranda fully while listening to wrong noises and looking out for shadows that doesn't belong here. Blood rushing in his ears he reached with the free hand for the door and gave it a push. It swung open to the inside and Bond followed to spin around, checking the blind corner behind the door. His knee made a cracking sound.

'not now' 

To his own surprise he switched way too easily in work mood and checked one room after another in spiral formation. 

In the middle of the house - in the kitchen - he paused breathless. He wiped his forehead and realized that he was shaking. Not by fear but by the exercise. 

Knowing now that he was alone in the house he calmed down and put his gun back in his holster. All he could hear was his breath and the bumble sound of the fridge. He turned automatically to it and got a beer out of the door. As he closed his eye fell on the envelope on it, fixed with a fridge magnet in avocado shape. 

James, 

I am so sorry for the quick departure. I have not seen this coming. If I had known I would had told you, to soften the blow. You know that. 

I cannot put in words the gratitude I feel to you. You gave us a home. You fed us. You loved us as we are. 

I understand if you can't feel love or friendship to me anymore. But I hope the thought that I am now at the place I belong, the place at 'his' side, can sooth you a bit. 

I will always adore you, James. 

We are forever in your debt. He knows that too. 

Always your friend, 

TS

Bond read the letter twice while disappointment and anger fought for the emotional first place. 

Eventually he crumpled the letter to a ball, his knuckles becoming white by that. He tasted bile and spit on the ground. 

"Bloody bitch!"

[crewman-penelope]

Part 4 The Oceanaut - ao3

Part 1 The breath of chaos

Part 2 The Green-eyed Monster

Part 3 Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 2 /20

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, OFC Tatjana Safin, Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Luc Dupont, OFC Marie Dupont, OMC Matvei & Maksemilian Safin

Relationship : James Bond / Eve Moneypenny, Safin/OFC Character Tatjana

Warning : Lemon🍋, manipulation, death/violence💀, smutish🍑 , Dom!Safin🖤, NON CON⚠️!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary: James Bond retirement on the Bahamas is calm and peaceful. SPECTRE is defeated, Lyutsifer Safin dead and Bond's substitute family - Tatjana, the twins and Marie - with him. But the circumstances oft the surprised suicide of the chairman from the BREEF ( Bahama Reef Environmental Educational Foundation) brings the former agent back to work.

2. A last goodbye

Bond wasn't pleased. 

He had thought he would see England never again. He didn't wanted to see it again. 

Now he stood under an umbrella in front of the Chelsea flat of Eve. It was raining cats and dogs and Bond had the feeling it was a fitting weather for the conversation he had to have with Eve. 

Just an hour ago he had arrived in Heathrow, with a ticket to London and back home on the same day. He was sure he made the right decision. 

Wondering if she let him in he walked to the main door and felt his left knee acting up. He hated break-ups at the door steps, especially by this kind of weather. Taking a deep breath he used the doorbell. To his surprise the buzzer answered at once. 

He stepped in the house floor and heared Eve's voice two floors upon him. "Lift is broken!" 

'Of course.' 

"All good, darling!", he called up and clenched his teeth.

He took his time walking up the stairs to the second floor. Not only to care for his itching knee but thinking of the words he would have to say to her. Should he speak at all, or let her explain? But what was here to explain? It was over and both should be mature enough to confess it. 

Eve leaned at her open door, the floor light from her flat throwing a coat of light around her figure. 

She looked beautiful as always, even with her bathrobe wrapped firm around her slim body. There were times she had greeted him in satin or silk. Tonight it was her old but comfy robe. That spoke more to him as any words.

Reaching her door Bond looked at Eve and she answers with a knowing glance. 

She looked up his feature, the coat wet, the folded umbrella in his hand dripping down to create a puddle on the ground. 

He did say nothing. 

Eve sighed. "Come in, James. Let me get you a towel." 

He followed her inside the flat, clean, warm and beautiful as she.

An open wardrobe with a mirror and an umbrella stand was to his right. He let the wet umbrella fell in it and stared in the looking glass. A grey, tired face stared back. 

Eve came and handed him the towel, and turned then to the small kitchen. "I just made me a coffee. Want some, James?"

"Gladly.", Bond spoke finally, to his horror in a weak voice. 

'I'm not here to dump her. I'm here to ask for a chance, like the desperate fool I am.' He already knew this would not work out. 

The towel on his head he striped the coat and hung it up. Following Eve then in the kitchen he entered while rubbing his hair and face with it. 

"I apologize for the unannounced visit. I.. had to come." 

Eve frowned. "And you did not want to talk on the phone.", she added, not a question. She setted two cups of coffee on the table and Bond sat down. 

In uncomfortable silence they sipped at their cups, until Bond broke it. 

"I'm not sure if we have to talk." He looked down to his black coffee and dared then to face Eve. 

"I think I wanted to say goodbye in person."

Bond watched Eve's face, an expression of relief on it. 

"It was great. Fantastic. Comfortable. Until it wasn't.", Bond went on. "That is the time to stop. We should have stopped to see us two month ago." 

He recognized his voice sounded confident again. He was on familiar terrain. He was here so often. Said goodbye to too many woman. But it hurts anyway. Every time. 

Eve looked at him, a fine smile in the corner of her lips." We had a run for a while, hadn't we? "

Bond smirked and nodded. He took a sip of coffee, more to moisture his throat then to enjoy the black fluid. 

"This old dog isn't good in running anymore.", he jested clumsily.

Eve chuckled nevertheless. 

"This old dog surprised many of us. Especially me… James —" 

"No. No, it's fine, Eve." 

Bond looked at her, already more sentiment then sad. "Is he good to you?" 

He could simply not resist to let her know. 

"He is. Spoiling me to death." 

Bond nodded with pursed lips. "You deserve it. If he starts to act up -" 

Eve laughed. That broke the ice. 

He chuckled facilitated with her and leaned back in the chair. Relaxed now, there the worst were done, he reached again for his coffee, slipping already back in the role of a paternal friend. 

" I mean it. You call me. I come." 

Eve smiled wide and looked at him fondly. "I know you will, James. Thank you. For coming tonight." 

"It was on time."

[crewman-penelope]

Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 5 of 21

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, M, Felix Leiter, William Tanner, Blackmarket tycoon Yuri omc, Secretary of state for defence Ben Wallance

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, James Bond / Eve Moneypenny 

Warning : Lemon, crime, terrorism, espionage, double cross, dub-con, death scenario, racism, politic drama, apartheid subject 

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama / Terrorism 

Summary : New terror cells got their hands on Safin's weapon via the russian blackmarket, and neither Safin nor Bond are pleased. Not to speak of the FBI, the CIA and the MI6. 

Note : non of the characters belong to me, nor did I get any money from it. This fanfiction is written for entertaining purpose only.

5. Как полюбить пирата [how to love a pirate] 🍋

Safin wasn't surprised to hear from Bond. In fact, he had waited for him to reach out. Safin himself was prepared as always. The important documents, lab results and his family were now on board of the HAYTNMYC II. The submarine drove as deep as possible in the Caribbean Sea, avoiding being seen.

The boys were happy of course. This was an adventure of their taste. Playing along in the Engine room or the bridge under the eyes of Luc, Matvei and Maksimilian enjoyed every second of it.

Safin's wife on the other hand was in a foul mood. 

"You told me it is over!", she hissed at him in the security of Safin's cabin. "That your plans didn't matter any more, and we can live in peace." 

He watched Tatjana, sulking and angry with him and his own anger grew with it. 

"I don't think I have to explain myself or my plans to you.", he told her coldly, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "The new attacks are not my fault anyway."

His wife inhaled annoyed air into her nose, snoring at him with glittering eyes. She dared to shout at him: “But it is your fault, you made and sold -" 

He slapped her across her face and she stumbled half on the bed. 

Both stayed in silence for a moment. Safin himself was surprised by the way he had out lashed. His nerves laid more blank as he had thought. Eventually he whispered:  "What did I told you about making me angry?" 

He watched Tatjana resting her hand on the cheek he had slapped her on. She was barely able to look him in the eyes, what filled him with satisfaction. 

"Not to do it - you're loosing control when you are angry. ", she whispered back and he nodded pleased. Her voice timid and soft again, just like he liked it. 

Safin beckoned her to him, and she was so clever to obey at once. Wrapping his arms around her waist he rested his chin on her shoulder and stroke softly her back. Smelling her perfume, mixed with the hint of fear and her aloe vera skin cream. 

"You know.. A part of me hates you.", he spoke, and he felt Tatjana tensing up in his arm. He smiled to himself. "The part, who wants to be left along. Alone is safer. The part of me, who wants to watch the world burn." 

He felt back in thoughtful silence and his wife was so smart to held her tongue. Safin rocked her body lightly in his arms, a cosy, sloppy dance, as he listened inside him. 

"And then.. I remember how we met. The first time I laid my eyes on you. Your small body, unconscious, wet to the bones. It touched my heart. Yes, my heart." 

He let his hands wander along her body and rested his face in the hollow of her neck to press his lips on her sensitive spot. The spot his lips touched her skin the first time.

"I knew I had to have you. Everything of you. Even when this meant to step out of my old world. Of terror and anarchy. No matter what it would cost." 

He kissed down her shoulder and tugged at her blouse, until his wife unbutton it for him. He relished a moment at the view of her bare chest, her breasts, still peaches, and smoothed along her skin with his fingertips. Then he looked her in the face with questioning eyes. 

"Go on.", she whispered. "Tell me more." He felt her fingertips ghosting upon his scars and closed his eyes. It was the most sentimental and soft touch to him. How much she admired even his ugliness. 

"I fell in love with you at the first sight, I know that now.", he went on. "And nothing could change that. Even when I'm angry with you." 

Safin caught her mouth and kissed her deeply, while pressing her back on the bed. He smiled in the kiss as she pushed her skirt up and allowed him to tear her panty away. Forcing his tongue between her teeth he forced his cock even to eager between her folds. 

He took her slowly and with demanding thrusts, avoiding coming too quickly but to enjoy the make-up sex. Soon, her legs were wrapped around his hips and his name pearled from her lips - 'Lyutsifer… Lyutsifer.. Lyutsifer…' - until he watched her come undone with her giggling face. 

He rested on her until both caught their breath and kissed then apologizing her cheek. 

"I'm sorry, my Sirena." , he whispered in Tatjana's ear.

"I love you too my, my pirate.", she answered back, what made him chuckle.

Taglist: @dorminchu @poptod @thefluffiestseahorse @rathernotmyname @edteche2

[crewman-penelope]

Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 6 of 21

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, M, Felix Leiter, William Tanner, Blackmarket tycoon Yuri omc, Secretary of state for defence Ben Wallance

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, James Bond / Eve Moneypenny

Warning : Lemon, crime, terrorism, espionage, double cross, dub-con, death scenario, racism, politic drama, apartheid subject

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama / Terrorism

Summary : New terror cells got their hands on Safin's weapon via the russian blackmarket, and neither Safin nor Bond are pleased. Not to speak of the FBI, the CIA and the MI6.

Note : non of the characters belong to me, nor did I get any money from it. This fanfiction is written for entertaining purpose only.

6. A family picnic

Bond had set a BBQ at the beach and covered the grill with differed vegetables as with fresh caught fish. He wasn't prepared for Safin taste, though, but by the circumstances he had to take what Bond could give him.

Setting up more chairs he felt stupid. A great part of the African continent was in panic, and he wondered about his host qualities. 

As he made sure there were enough juice for the twins, he looked after the fish and mixed up salad. Bond was quite proud about his meal, all given by nature and nothing brought from the main land. 

A sailing boat appeared on time, its white sail and flag bright in the sunlight. Bond could hear the cheer of the boys already. He grinned. He adores the boys, even that he couldn't handle the energy more the two days in a row. Bond had no idea how Tatjana managed, but she had at least Marie as helping hand. 

He waved, his heart heavy, but his face cheerful, watching the twins jumping in the water. Like little seals the boys paddled to the beach to greet Bond with wet hugs. 

"Uncle James, uncle James!", the boys laughed and jumped up and down. Bond couldn't hide his joy, even if he wanted. The twins were as always in glee and started to check the grill.

"He hey hey.. Matvei, careful! It's hot!", Bond warned one of the twins. The boy rolled his eyes. "Boah! I'm Maksimilian, can't you see that?" 

Bond laughed loud out. "Of course not. You're twins!" 

The boy giggled and behind Bond Safin's rasp voice started: "Actually, that is Matvei. Don't get fooled, James." 

"Och papaaa!", the twins groaned unison disappointed and Bond turned around. 

Safin stepped out of the water on the beach, his trouser legs wet, his foot bare and held up a hand. "James. Thank you for letting us be here." 

"Lyutsifer.", James shook his hand and turned then to Tatjana, who walked behind Safin out of the water. He could see Luc, Safin right hand, tying up the boat. 

And he recognized the slightly swollen cheek in Tatjana's face, as also her tired eyes.

What happened here?, he wondered and looked back at Safin's calm face. 

Nothing of your business, the expression told him. 

Bond let it slide and greeted Tatjana enthusiastic with a hug. 

"Are we all hungry? I hope so..", he smiled and gestured to the table. 

Tatjana took soon over and got the twins to settle down at the table to pour them juice in, while Safin looked over the food. Bond watched them, hands in his trouser pockets and waits for Luc to join them. 

"How is it?", he asked lowly Safin's right hand as Luc stood aside him. 

"Tense.", the man muttered. 

Bond nodded to himself and walked with Luc to the table. He liked the man. Calm and collected, always knowing what Safin was up to, able to read his bosses emotions. 

While Luc joined Tatjana and the boys at the table Bond stepped to Safin and turned the fish. 

"I have to be in London tomorrow morning.", he told him. 

Safin looked at him. "Ready to play?" 

“MI6 wants to hunt you down. I myself would like to find the resistance cell who is in charge of the attack.", Bond made his priority clear. 

" So do I.", Safin answered and took a plate. Bond watched him and waited for more. By the way Safin prepared the plate it became clear to him Safin was fixing a plate for Tatjana and not for himself. 

" We're starting in Moscow. We have a friend there who may know a middleman, who may know a seller.." 

Bond grunted. "I see. Will you give me Infos, if you have news?" 

Safin paused a moment. "I don't know if that is a good idea. It could get you in trouble. And I want them punish myself." 

Bond watched Safin's body language and knew he was already hiding information. He was indeed tense. 

"I want to help, Safin. For Tatjana's sake.", he told him lowly and started to make a plate for himself. 

"I know that and I am grateful. I only think I gave you trouble enough." 

"I can't hold your family safe -" 

"They will come with me.", Safin interrupt Bond. "After the incident with spectre I shall not let her or the boys alone." 

Bond breathed deep in. "You will draw them in danger. Wouldn't a safe house be better?" 

This time Safin turned his body to Bond and stared at him with this intense looking grey eyes. "Like the one I took Tatjana out the last time you mean?" 

He turned away without giving Bond a chance to answer and went to the table to hand Tatjana a plate. 

Bond, his half-filled plate in his hand, watched him making a fuss about her and the twins. Bad coincidence, he guessed. 

He focused as Luc came to fill a plate and shook his head. 

"You can't speak sense into him. He already made up his mind.", the soldier told him. 

"I know. I know.", Bond sighed.

Taglist: @dorminchu @edteche2 @poptod @thefluffiestseahorse @rathernotmyname

[crewman-penelope]

Old Debts

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 3 of 21

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, M, Felix Leiter, William Tanner, Blackmarket tycoon Yuri omc, Secretary of state for defence Ben Wallance

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, James Bond / Eve Moneypenny 

Warning : Lemon, crime, terrorism, espionage, double cross, dub-con, death scenario, racism, politic drama, apartheid subject 

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama / Terrorism 

Summary : New terror cells got their hands on Safin's weapon via the russian blackmarket, and neither Safin nor Bond are pleased. Not to speak of the FBI, the CIA and the MI6. 

Note : non of the characters belong to me, nor did I get any money from it. This fanfiction is written for entertaining purpose only.

3. Stay in our lover's story

Tatjana laid with wide open eyes in bed. She listened to the tellie, a noisy sound in the back with some static in it. After a while she heard Lyutsifer and Luc going down to the basement. She knew her husband had setted a small lab down there to experiment with.. well, she didn't know what he was doing there.

One time she had overheard Luc, speaking of a plutonium delivery, what had let her skin crawl. Everyone had seen what Lyutsifer was able to do with gas. No one wanted to find out what could happen with radioactive material in his hands. 

After being awake for nearly two hours she gave up the idea of sleep and went to the kitchen. She heard already Marie in it, making breakfast for the twins. In an hour the boat would come, collecting the boys to bring them to the main land. Like every morning since the twins started school. She still couldn't wrap her mind upon the idea her little boys, nearly six now, were already in school. 

Where did the time go? 

She entered the kitchen with a jawning, stretching her arms up. 

"Bonjour, Marie." 

"Bonjour, 'jana." 

Marie handed her a mug of coffee, double sweet, double cream and poured herself a mug to sit with Tatjana. 

A ritual, both women enjoyed and needed. The gossip corner, so Lyutsifer often jest. And it was true. Tatjana and Marie changed thoughts and ideas, making plans for the day every morning. This morning was different, though. 

"What's the deal?" Tatjana sipped at her coffee and watched Marie. 

Marie combed with her fingers through her short hair and sighed. Her eyes wandered everywhere but not to Tatjana. 

"There was an accident,", Marie began. "In Africa. South Africa." 

By the tone of Marie's voice goosebumps appeared on Tatjana's skin. "What had Safin done?" 

Marie shook wildly her head. "Nothing. Nothing this time. Luc told me that one of the terror cells he had sold gas had also sold it to a different resistance cell." 

"In Africa.", Tatjana added, not questioned it. 

Marie nodded and had some coffee. "Yes. He thinks there were Russians involved." 

"The reds!", Tatjana spatted out. If she despised a group of people, it were Russians. She thought the Oligarchy the worst form of state status. Nepotism and bribes are the drive the Moscow high society lived on. Everybody else were starving. Like in the Tsar Epoch. While the small but rich group of Oligarchs raped and plundered mother Russia, the simple man lived a hand-in-mouth existence. Thankfully - yes, she was thankful for that - Safin's 'Breath of chaos' had nearly destroyed this way of plundering. 

Tatjana opened her mouth to curse, but stopped in time. Maksimilian had entered the kitchen, his brother Matvei behind him. 

"Hey, guys!", Tatjana greeted her sons with a wide smile and embraced both, smoothing them. "And already dressed." 

Proudly she checked both, ready and dolled up with khaki shorts and colourful shirts. 

"Where's papa?", Maksimilian asked, while both boys settled at the table. "Working already", Tatjana answered and watched Marie pouring milk in the twins cereals. 

As if conjured by his son's words Lyutsifer entered the kitchen with a stony expression, that soften immediately as his eyes caught the twins. 

"Ah, eager for school?", he hummed and walked from one child to another to kiss his son's forehead. 

"Na..", Matvei sulked. "I want to go swimming.." "… and Baracuda-fishing!", Maksimilian finished his brother's sentence. 

Tatjana saw Lyutsifer smiling. Not many people could make him truefully smile, but his sons managed every time.

"Well then I propose we skip school today."

Tatjana thought it at first a tease, but the expression on Safin's broken face showed Tatjana he was serious. 

While the boys cheered up Tatjana darted a glance at him to get ignored. Lyutsifer sat down between his sons, caressing effectional their backs. 

"Well, looks like we have the best papa in the world…", she faked a smile. 

Lyutsifer nodded distinguished. "Yes.", he told her, eventually catching her eyes. "We are going on an adventure." 

Tatjana understood at once. There was nothing more to say. She brewed a fresh cup of mint tea for her husband and sat down with him, while Luc went to the radio, telling the school ship that the kids were sick.

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[crewman-penelope]

The Green-eyed Monster

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 3 of 27

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, Camille ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, Mr. Hinx, Frau Dr. Vogel, Ernst Stavro Blofeld, M, Nomi, Mr. Moreau

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, Ernst Stavro Blofeld /OFC Character

Warning : Lemon, Hostage, dub-con, non-con, blood, gruel dead scene

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama /Romance

Summary : SPECTRE is back, but was that really what Safin wanted? Bond gives no shit at first...

Note : The rights for the Bond Books and the movies lays by Eon production!

This fanfic is for entertaining purpose only and to read for free.

English is not the writer's first language!

Still thirsty for some Safin content, so I have to write it myself. :-D

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3. Frustration 🖤🍋

Safin took two days to get home, carefully working to leave no clues on the way to his island in Cuba.

When the boat set him on the beach it was nearly one in the morning.

To his satisfaction he found the guards ambushing him, before they realized it was Safin who had come to the island.

"One day you will get a bullet.", Luc warned him, not for the first time, but Safin waved it off.

"You taught the men well, and a bit of emergency training can't hurt.", Safin smirked tiredly.

He nodded to the house. "All calm?"

"Yes, Safin. The night Nanna is with the boys, and Tatjana is in bed.", Luc told him and set a hand on Safin's shoulder. "I will wake Marie up. She can fix you something to eat. You look hungry."

Safin shook his head. "I am tired, that is all. I will go straight to bed."

"Okay, as you wish, boss. Good night then."

Safin walked up to the house, feeling Luc's curious glance between his shoulder blades.

He stepped slowly into the bedroom, careful not to wake Tatjana, and stood by the bed a moment, watching her. She looked younger in her sleep, her long hair braided for the night and drooling on the cushion.

Safin left the room to peek in the nursery. The night Nanny Camille, sitting on a rocking chair in a corner to oversee the beds of Matvei and Maksimilian, was knitting and nodded to Safin. He nodded back and left her in peace.

He decided to take a shower before getting into bed, needing to wash away the long travel. While soaking his hair he couldn't shake the feeling that he was in trouble. The thought of sending Tatjana and the children to Blofeld haunted him. But there was nothing he could do about it. If he denied, it would be a declaration of war. After all, he was the one who had freed Blofeld. He wouldn't be so stupid as to hold that against Safin, would he?

Clean and dried he crawled between the sheets. On his hands and knees he looked over Tatjana then pressed his face into the hollow of her neck, breathing her in.

Sun and saltwater... his Sirena.

He felt his body tense. HIS Sirena!

His fingers hooked in her braid as he started to smooth along the skin of her neck. The scent of her, the bed and the warmth of her body alone aroused him.

She moved and rolled half into him, eventually opening her eyes a bit.

"Hey..", she muttered sleepily.

"Don't talk.", he whispered and whipped her knees open. "Just let me in."

"Sa-" Her pressed his free hand over her lips.

"I said; Don't. Talk."

He pressed his body upon her and was pleased to get no resistance. Rubbing himself against her to let her feel his hard cock as she spread wide open. "That is my good girl.", he whispered and thrust unceremoniously inside her to the hilt. Growling, he found his fitting position and let go of her mouth.

He heard her gasping, halfway to a sob. His mouth finds her ear shell and he grunted: "I need you. I need you to be a good girl. Taking what I give you. Understood?"

"Ye.. Yes, Safin.", he heard her, followed by a little sob.

Pressing his pelvis harshly to hers he asked: "Do I need to hold your mouth closed, or can you be still for me?"

A heartbeat of silence before she sniffed again and confessed: "I fear I can't stay silent when you take me roughly Safin. I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, my sweet.", he whispered back. He braced himself on the mattress with his right arm and used his left hand to cover her mouth.

He couldn't wait any longer, not with the tensing tightness of her cunt, which held his shaft.

He moved harshly. Faster and faster. Pumping in and out at a brisk pace. His face resting beside her head he pants and grunts in her ear, knowing that this was a turn on for her.

In a short time he felt her flesh blooming for him, and could actually hear the growing wetness. The beautiful sound of clashing skin on wet skin. Her harsh and mumbling pants and groans which slipped through his fingers, was a fitting turn on for him.

She tried to wrap her legs and arms around him, but he grunted: "NO!" into her ear, so she spread her limbs open like a star.

"Good.", was his reaction, his thrusts growing faster, and faltering. He didn't need long. His goal was to abate his frustration and he was truly grateful that she let him.

Two sharp thrusts more and his body shook in a relieving spasm, spilling inside her womb. He groaned, satisfied, in her ear and let go of her mouth.

He felt the warmth and bliss of relaxation washing over his body and sighed long and deep, his mind suddenly dizzy and tired, while half listening to Tatjana catching her breath.

Slipping out of her, he wrapped an arm around her waist to push her against his body. The moisture between their bodies was soothing. Safin kissed her sloppily and mumbled: "Thank you. I needed that. So much."

His Sirena didn't answer at first, instead she cuddled against him, honestly enjoying his cozy mood better. Eventually he heard her: "Will you tell me tomorrow?"

"Yes. Now go back to sleep."

"Yes, Safin."

He caressed along her back and muttered half asleep: "Good girl."

[crewman-penelope]

The breath of chaos

Fandom: James Bond

Chapters : 43 of 43

Characters : James Bond, M, Q, Nomi, Eve Moneypenny, R (OFC Character) Lyutsifer Safin, OMC Character(s) Luc Dupont, Marie Dupont

Relationship : James Bond / OFC Character, Safin/OFC Character

Warning : Lemon, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome , Dom!Safin, NON CON!!

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Romance

Summary : A simple task and a summer boat ride went terrible wrong. Bond lost Q's favourite assistent and Safin found her...

Note : The rights for the Bond Books and the movies lays by Eon production!

This fanfic is for entertaining purpose only and to read for free.

English is not the writer's first language!

First try to write a bond fanfic, because dang! Finally a sexy bond villain. Or is that just me? Also shameless Mary Sue alert!

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43. Epilog

Safin had built a new base, just as he had told Tatjana he would on the special night of the Red Terror.

Now, two years later, and with countries that had fallen from world power to third world places, Cuba was a great place to live.

Especially when one has a little island for oneself. Cuba itself was, like Canada, Mexico and South America, filled with American and Russian immigrants.

Safin had prepared for his way of life even before he had started, with the development of his special 'Breath of Chaos'. So he had called the red tinted nerve gas.

Tatjana had understood his goal better after they were able to take a break for themselves. Up in the Austrian mountains, in Blofeld's special Health and Spa Centre.

Safin had insisted she stay her full pregnancy there, to make sure to have any and all medical options on hand.

Tatjana was grateful for this time, up in the high castle, watching the rioting and the chaos in the U.S. More and more attacks occured, more and more people were dying overseas. For Safin it was a cleansing. Every time the body count grew higher, the more he pointed out the healing ecosystem. Showing her the natural healing while the red fog settled and the survivors began a new start.

Tatjana understood, only partly, Safin's motivation and she was honest with him about it. But, she had made her decision in his favour. She would stand by him. And she had made him sure about that.

Blofeld teased her often for her 'cow eyes', saying that she would never understand the man Safin is. That didn't matter. She loved the man he was with her. The father he was for the twins. The owner of her heart.

Now, on their own island, away from the trouble of the world and also from Blofeld's schemes, they lived a calm and simple life.

Fishing, swimming, gardening.. nature gave her gifts with full hands and Safin taught Tatjana how to ask kindly.

The twins were loved and guarded by everyone on the island and, thanks to the Cuban hospitals and schools, the best in the world besides Japan's by Safin's opinion, the boys could see in a bright and healthy future.

Tatjana sat with her boys on the beach, a parasol protecting them from too much sun, eating banana pieces. She tried to stop the twins from dipping the fruit in the sand before eating it, but with just two hands it was simply not possible to succeed.

She heard a chuckle behind her. "Are you making fun of me, Pirate?", she asked, offended. "Get your nice rear over here and help me!"

"Yes, Madame.", he purred and joined her. He grabbed Matvei and pulled him onto his lap. Quickly, he fished the sandy banana piece from his fingers, inspected it and gave it back to his son, who started to whine.

"Sand is cleansing for the stomach.", he announced and took a fresh piece for himself.

"Yeah, I will wake you if he gets up tonight with tummy troubles."

Safin raised an eyebrow. "Did you forget to pay the night nanny again?", he jested.

"No.", Tatjana smiled and held Maksimilian up in her hands, while he tried to hold balance on his own, thick babylegs.

"Good.", Safin looked at her with a smirk. "I would be very grumpy if I did not have my wife all for myself tonight."

"You're such an Egoist.", Tatjana hummed smiling and leaned in to kiss her husband.

"I know..", Safin muttered into the kiss. "I am a horrible person."

Tatjana giggled and Maksimilian mirrored the noise, as he reached out for his father's nose.

"Let us come back to the beach tonight.", she spoke up. "Making love laying in the rolling waves, feeling the wet sand under us…"

"OH, Madame is in a romantic mood today?", Safin responded with a soft smile on his face.

His skin, still pox scarred, but now sun kissed, showed peace and calmness.

Tatjana sat Maksimilian on her upper thigh and got a hand free to rest it on Safin's jawline. "With such a Buccaneer at my side, how could I not be?"

She stole another kiss and combed slowly through Safin's chocolate black curls. He looked so much more distinguished with the increasingly grey strands mixed in.

"Well, Madame. We have a date then.", Safin smirked.

Marie shouted from the house that dinner was ready, so Tatjana and Safin picked up the boys and went inside.

At the Veranda Tatjana turned and looked back at the beach. The sea laid smooth and nearly still in the late evening sun. Small golden waves washed along their private beach. The air was warm and inviting.

Tatjana felt Safin's breath as he leaned in to kiss her neck.

"Later.", he whispered. "Tonight."

His hand at her rear he pushed her forward into the house, where they were greeted by Luc and Maria.

[crewman-penelope]

The Green-eyed Monster

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 5 of 27

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, Camille ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, Mr. Hinx, Frau Dr. Vogel, Ernst Stavro Blofeld, M, Nomi, Mr. Moreau

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, Ernst Stavro Blofeld /OFC Character

Warning : Lemon, Hostage, dub-con, non-con, blood, gruel dead scene

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama /Romance

Summary : SPECTRE is back, but was that really what Safin wanted? Bond gives no shit at first...

Note : The rights for the Bond Books and the movies lays by Eon production!

This fanfic is for entertaining purpose only and to read for free.

English is not the writer's first language!

Still thirsty for some Safin content, so I have to write it myself. :-D

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5. Traveling

The adventure of diving with the HAYTNMYC II, which was a great part of the travel, was a bit soothing to Tatjana.

She loved the submarine. It was kind of peaceful and huge and nicely furnished. Even though the rooms were not built for a family, they were big enough to share - at least for a short time.

Safin gave the KaLeu cabin to Camille and the twins, knowing she, as the night nanny, did probably the most important and difficult job.

Tatjana and Safin settled for the couch in the TV room, which also had a com system for Safin. Also, the screen could be switched to the outdoor cameras to watch the water landscape around them. A fascinating but chilling view.

Luc shared his cabin with his wife, which he truly seemed to enjoy.

They ate together in the small break room, visiting the bridge and the control room, and had a walk through the engine room, always checking on the twins who were keen to press every button they could reach.

The travel with the HAYTNMYC II was kind of like a family trip, until they crossed the North Atlantic. By Gibraltar Safin talked with a colleague of his, who suggested Monaco as a meeting point.

At this point the travel became a drag. Safin stayed behind to lead the HAYTNMYC II back 'to work', while Tatjana had to get used to Mr. Hinx, who picked them up at the airport.

She had never seen a bigger man and at first look, she stepped back.

"Oh my.. aren't you a big fellow?!", she stuttered in amazement.

They shook hands a bit awkwardly.

"Safin asked me to look after you, Ma'am.", he growled, eyeing her sternly. Marie and Camille stepped forward, one of the twins in each of their arms.

"Well, I am grateful for that, Mr. Hinx.", Tatjana smiled and pointed to the women.

"This is Marie, my housekeeper and right hand with Matvei and this is Camille, our night nanny, with Maksimilian."

She watched Mr. Hinx's face, a mix of amazement and softness, as he looked at the boys. "This old dog ..", he muttered and gave a smirk. "Does he truly have it all?"

Tatjana started to laugh. "Please don't tell him, but, I imagine he is looking forward to having two or three weeks alone with Luc."

Tatjana watched Mr. Hinx take a step back, looking from her to the boys and back again. "I'm not so sure about that."

Tatjana felt surprisingly safe with Mr. Hinx around. One positive sign in a hard ride.

The flight from Monaco to Vienna was tiring. They had to switch planes again there to get to Bad Ischl, and from there they took a Heli to Blofeld's Lair on the 'Katerkogel'.

Normally Tatjana would have enjoyed the ride in the Heli. Unfortunately, the twins started to tense up between Vienna and Bad Ischl, both teething and feverish.

As they stepped out of the helicopter, helped by the many hands of a greeting committee, Tatjana was utterly exhausted.

The twins were crying in the arms of Marie and Camille and poor Mr. Moreau, who came to greet them in the Foyer, didn't get the first word out.

"Excusez-moi, Monsieur Moreau. Les enfants ont de la fièvre. Les garçons ont des dents."

Mr. Moreau turned to nod at a bystander, who rushed away as if he had received an order. Then he turned back to Tatjana.

"Madame n'a pas besoin de s'excuser. Your French is charming, Madama, alas you can switch to English."

That made Tatjana chuckle. "That was a very sweet way to tell me that my French is not as good as I thought.", she smiled and turned as Maksimilian was winding up again.

"Monsieur Moreau, this is my night Nanny Camille, who would surely prefer to speak French. Can you show her the rooms for the boys?"

"But of course. Medication to soothe the fever is on it's way to the apartment."

Tatjana sighed, tired but relieved. "You are a dream, Monsieur Moreau."

Mr. Moreau waved for Camille to follow him, and Marie with Matvei on her arm, followed after.

"S'il vous plaît suivez-moi mesdames."

Tatjana turned to look after Mr. Hinx and nearly crashed into him. He stood close behind her, suitcases in his hands and clamped under his arms. A modern looking Mr. Lurch. Tatjana held her hand over her mouth trying not to giggle, thinking of this Addams Family character.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hinx. It was a long trip."

He just nodded and started to walk. Tatjana followed him, slightly confused, and realized that he knew where her apartment was.

She hurried to pass him and opened up the door.

He went in after her and settled the baggage in the middle of the room. Without saying a word, he reached into his pocket and fished out a small Mobile, handing it to Tatjana.

"An intranet messenger.", he grumbled lowly. "1 is direct dialing to me. For emergencies."

"Thank you, Mr. Hinx.

"Sleep well, Madame Safin.", he smirked

[crewman-penelope]

The Green-eyed Monster

Fandom: James Bond / Rami Malek

Chapters : 18 of 27

Characters : Lyutsifer Safin, Tatjana Safin ofc, Luc Dupont omc, Marie Dupont ofc, Camille ofc, James Bond, Moneypenny, Q, Mr. Hinx, Frau Dr. Vogel, Ernst Stavro Blofeld, M, Nomi, Mr. Moreau

Relationship : Lyutsifer Safin / OFC Character, Ernst Stavro Blofeld /OFC Character

Warning : Lemon, Hostage, dub-con, non-con, blood, gruel dead scene

Rating : MA

Gene: Crime / Drama /Romance

Summary : SPECTRE is back, but was that really what Safin wanted? Bond gives no shit at first...

Note : The rights for the Bond Books and the movies lays by Eon production!

This fanfic is for entertaining purpose only and to read for free.

English is not the writer's first language!

Still thirsty for some Safin content, so I have to write it myself. :-D

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18. A way out

Tatjana met Blofeld again the next morning for breakfast. To her relief, Frau Dr. Vogel wasn't there, but Marie and the twins were.

Tatjana smiled widely at her boys and cuddled them one after another, before she greeted Marie. At last she turned to Blofeld.

"Good morning, Ernst.", she spoke calmly and kissed his cheek.

"You are looking lovely, my dear. Allow me to apologize about yesterday evening."

Tatjana glanced to the empty chair she would have expected Dr. Vogel to occupy.

"She is on her way to Mailand. Business reasons.", he explained lightly.

"I'm not really too sad about that.", Tatjana answered and brought Maksimilian onto her lap. Tearing a bun into pieces, she gave him a bit to munch on. Matvei whined, "Mam! Mam!", until Marie gave him a piece too.

Blofeld watched with glee. "There is a small Easter fair down in Bad Ischl. Perhaps Marie and Camille would like to go to it with the boys?"

Blofeld gave Marie a glance, who looked at Tatjana. She decided to agree with it. It seemed like a great opportunity to get the kids out of here.

"A wonderful idea, Ernst. Perhaps they have a little carousel for the kids to ride. It would be the first time for them!", she laughed, and Marie smiled with her.

"I'll have to stamp out new slopes. The old ones are gone due to the storm.", Blofeld went on. "Perhaps we can use the time for more ski lessons - without Dr. Vogel."

Tatjana saw Marie hiding her face behind Matvei's head and she bit her lower lip.

"Ernst. Don't be mean..", she hummed and reached out for his hand to squeeze it. "I would like that very much, to be in the fresh air after the storm. Don't get me wrong, this house is beautiful, but it felt like a prison during the storm."

"I understand completely, Tatjana. I would appreciate it, if you would tell me anytime, if you need or want something, to make it as smooth and comfortable a life here as possible for you and your entourage." He faked a smile to Marie, who nodded in agreement.

After breakfast, Tatjana helped to pack a supply bag for the twins. She was excited for the opportunity to get the kids out of here.

The door of the nursery opened and shut and Luc rushed in, looking at Maria and then Tatjana.

"Sooo, the kids are taking a field trip?", he cheered.

Tatjana smiled brightly, "Yes, please look after them. Make sure that they get down the mountain safely. Prepare everything, Luc."

She could see a mean smirk on his face which grew wider. "Oh yes, I will do so.", he said, and winked at her.

At once Tatjana felt lighter. Safin probably knew already.