Rylee had gotten home and wasn't sure what else to do with her day. She knew Sebastian would be pretty tied up with work til later this evening.

She decided to put on a movie, letting Netflix pick it at random and a movie, apparently based on movies she's watched in the past, called Destroyer began.

No sooner than it started did she start texting Sebastian anyway.

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I let Netflix pick a random movie for me.

Any guesses?

She was surprised to see her phone ring in her hand, Sebastian's picture taking over the screen as she hit accept, Sebastian spoke before she even got the chance to say hi.

"Ummm. Captain America...no wait. Disney+ has all that shit now. Umm...oh god don't tell me it was the Covenant."

Rylee laughed, "I wish. That movie is a chefs kiss."

Sebastian laughed as well, "Okay, I dunno, what're you watching?"

"Let's just say, I can't believe you've not only done a movie with Nicole Kidman...but you've gotten to make out with her? Does that mean by association I've made out with Nicole Kidman?" Rylee pretended to sound shocked and excited all at once.

"Obviously." Sebastian laughed even harder. "Ah, I'm so glad you texted me. I needed that. I've been having a shitty morning."

"Aw, why?"

"I dunno. We've had to keep filming this one thing over and over and it's just never quite going right. And I've been stuck in these fucking leather shorts all morning-"

"Leather shorts, huh?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Rylee could imagine Sebastian rolling his eyes in the most loving, annoyed way possible.

"Sorry, continue."

"It's just some scene of a performance on stage and I've gotta be playing the drums, which I've been practicing in the hotel here, but I just keep fucking up this one stick twirl. I dunno. I just hate being the person who's fucking it up over and over."

She couldn't see it, but she could hear him running his hand through his hair, tugging on it, as he does when he's anxious.

"It'll be fine. I'm guessing you're on a break since you called?"

"Yeah we all took a half hour break."

Rylee tapped her phone and turned their call into a FaceTime one, waiting for Sebastian to accept, which he did after the first ring.

"Hi," he said, smiling, not quite as bright as usual, but still happy to see Rylee all the same.

"Hi babe," Rylee said, taking in his Tommy Lee form. The hair, tattoos, piercings, eye liner, all of it. It was starting to grow on her, surprisingly.

"Well, first off, let me see these alleged god awful shorts."

Sebastian ducked his head down with a laugh, and Rylee could see that he was setting the phone down on a table and getting some distance so she could see them in all their glory.

"I'm here for it. They look lovely. Your ass? Phenomenal." Rylee smiled with a laugh. "So, what're you supposed to be doing that's getting wonky?"

Sebastian held up a finger and turned the phone slightly, that's when she realized he was back in his room and was at the drum set.

He spoke louder so she could hear him across the room, "something like this..."

He began to play the 24 measures of music that at this point he had memorized, and then, seemed to add a bit of finality to the moves when he spun his drumstick smoothly between his fingers, and held them out, dropping them on the snares in front of him, standing up and walking around towards the phone.

"Why can I do things after I talk to you, but not any other time? That's exactly what I was supposed to do during the last 9 takes out there."

He grabbed the phone and went to lay down on the bed, holding the phone above him, his long hair splaying every which way across the pillows.

"You just need to relax. Which is easier said than done...but hey, it's true."

Sebastian closed his eyes and nodded, "thanks baby."

Rylee just smiled at him in return, "So are we just ignoring the fact that I've indirectly made out with Nicole Kidman?"

And there was that bright smile Rylee had been waiting for. Sebastian belly laughed, "Well, spoilers, you may not enjoy the ending."

"Aw Seb no! No spoilers!" Rylee pouted but laughed all at once.

"Just mentally preparing you," Sebastian shrugged as he sat up. He became quiet all of a sudden, staring closely at his phone.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" Rylee half laughed.

"No, uh. Chris sent me an article... here..."

Rylee's phone pinged suddenly, a message from Sebastian. She clicked it open and saw a link to which she clicked through too.

Written by Jocelyn Smith

Rylee Summers, Sebastian Stan's fiancé, has been going wild while he's away on the West Coast and doesn't care who knows it.

First she was seen earlier this week, looking intimate outside a coffee shop with Tom Holland, and now, she was getting pretty close with an unknown man in downtown Manhattan today.

Sebastian, we don't want to be the ones to break this news but you've gotta figure your girl out.

Soon we'll see her warming up next to his best friend, and fellow Marvel star Chris Evans.

Watch out Chris! She's probably coming for you!

And good luck to Chris' current girlfriend Alexa Davis. You'll need it to fight this one off.

Like and follow for more celebrity news sooner!

Rylee was relieved to see that Sebastian didn't seem fazed by the photos, just confused. "I can't figure out who that is. Just some random guy you ran into? Cause it looks just like you turned around and ran into him and he was making sure you didn't eat shit."

This was why she loved Sebastian. He read things for what they were, not what people set it up to be. "That's exactly what happened," she replied, "that's my therapist, Justin. I was actually texting you right before that and turned to go to the subway and ran into him, literally. These are from like an hour ago."

Rylee felt awful. What if Justin gets in some kind of trouble for this? Luckily E!News didn't know who he was, but someone out there does. And it's only a matter of time...

Almost like Sebastian could read her mind, in the same instant he said, "Fucking E!News. I'm telling yah. I'll make sure Lauren handles this. That would suck for Justin to get any backlash for their stupid lies."

"Thanks Seb. I appreciate it."

"Absolutely. You just might want to give him a heads up about it anyway." Sebastian responded. "Ah, crap, I've gotta head back already."

"Okay, let me know what Lauren says."

"Okay, enjoy the rest of Destroyer," Sebastian said with a wink, "I love you."

"I love you babe, go kill it." Rylee said with a wide smile, "Bye."

"Bye love."

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When she hung up with Sebastian, she immediately called Dr. Bishop's office.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Bishop's office, how can I help you?"

"Hi, this is Rylee Summers, is Dr. Bishop available to speak for a moment?"

"Um. I'll send you through to his office phone. I believe he should be free, if not just leave him a message there and he'll get back to you, okay?"

"Okay, thanks."

Rylee heard the line click a few times, and then begin to ring again. The phone rang three times before it connected, "This is Dr. Bishop."

"Hi, Justin, it's Rylee."

"Hey Rylee, what can I do for you? Is everything okay?"

"Um. I'm fine. I just wanted to let you know about something that came up."

She began explaining the article to him, eventually just reading it all verbatim, and describing the pictures of them out on the street together outside the office.

"Huh."

"Yeah. Surprisingly Sebastian saw the article first, and immediately said he would get his public relations rep to handle it getting removed. They didn't name you in the article though, but I mean..."

"People know me from my work." Justin replied, finishing her sentence.

"Yeah."

"Well thank you for bringing it to my attention. Honestly the photos aren't terribly damning, but just like E!News apparently did, people will say whatever they want...If you hear from Sebastian's PR rep, let me know, yeah?"

"Will do, and...I'm sorry, Justin."

"Don't be sorry. No need to apologize for something you didn't do. E!News are the ones who should be. But hey, we literally just talked about it this morning and I still stand by it. The important people know the truth, so who gives a rats ass, right?

"Right. Exactly. Alrighty, I'll talk to you later Justin, bye."

"Bye, Rylee."

Rylee was relieved that Justin wasn't too stressed about the article. She just hoped Sebastian's PR rep could get it handled sooner rather than later.

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Lauren got it handled.

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Oh wow, that was fast.

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Yep. That's why she's the best.

It had only been about 45 minutes since that article had been created that it was already taken down.

She quickly called back to Justin's office, getting the same receptionist who transferred her call, this time though, she said he was with a client so he would not answer, but to leave a message.

His phone rang four times and went to voicemail, "Hello, you've reached the desk of Dr. Justin Bishop, if this is a medical emergency please call 9-1-1 or the suicide prevention hotline 1-800-273-8255. Otherwise, please leave your name, number, and a brief message and I will get back to you as soon as possible, thank you."

"Hi, Justin, this is Rylee Summers again. I just wanted to let you know that the article was taken down. It was up for about an hour. Just wanted to keep you updated...bye."

Rylee looked down at her phone to see a new text she missed from Sebastian.

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Lauren said she was surprised.

She had gotten through directly to that Jocelyn woman herself, but when she asked about you by name she said she wasn't removing any other articles about you and hung up.

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Who knows. The people who are important always know the truth...no matter what she says.

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Rylee was beyond annoyed about Jocelyn, but she tried to brush it off. She started finishing up Destroyer and remembered she wanted to mention something else to Sebastian.

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You know, that destroyer hair cut...hell...even the beard? Here for it. Just saying.

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Did you finish it yet?

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Almost..they're about to go into a bank.

You're lookin hella fine in this scene by the way.

Wait.

Sebastian. SEB NO.

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WHY DIDNT YOU WARN ME

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Mm. Sorta did actually but 🤷‍♂️

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