Protect and Serve (JJK 18+)

I ride in the police car to my house, the drive there is bumpy and it's making me nauseous. My stomach was in knots, I couldn't stop crying. Eventually I ran out of tears and just stared out the window in a blank stare.

The policemen told me repeatedly that they couldn't give me information until later. They took away my phone and things that could identify me out of my purse and put them in evidence. My entire existence was being put on hold. Fate must have had a cruel sense of humor when I said I wanted a vacation earlier.

This would be far from a vacation.

Chief Kim follows me as I walk into my house to scrounge up things to take with me. He watches over me and dictates what I can take and what I can't. My heart felt like it was ripping in half. I wished desperately Jin would come home early from work. That I'd get to see my brother once more before I pulled away to God knows where. For God knows how long.

"No." The chief informs me as my hand was laying on my laptop. "I can't have my laptop?" He shakes his head. "You're only allowed clothing." I look at him perplexed and slightly annoyed. "What about my makeup and other products?" He sighs and nods to me.

I run into my bathroom and sweep my things off the counter and throw them into a duffle bag that was provided by the police. I grab all the items I use on a daily basis and then rush into my room. I grab as much clothes and shoes as I can fit into the bag.

My eyes burn from unshed tears as I look at the picture of Jin and I together. "Can I take a picture?" Chief Kim gives me a sad shake of his head. "No, I'm sorry. That would endanger your brother." I let out a small whine and step to him.

"I guess I'm ready then." I say the words, but I don't feel ready at all. My whole life is being uprooted and destroyed. I would be disappearing like I was never alive in this world at all. This would break Jin's heart and that was what hurt me the most. My brother was my world.

"What will the note say that you leave for Jin?" I ask the chief curiously and he can't even tell me that. Everything is a damn secret! I was really becoming aggravated. I know this isn't anyone's fault really, but it still was unfair.

I'm forced back into the police car. I say forced because I didn't want to go at all. I wanted to stay here and wait for Jin to come back home. I wanted to tell him what was going on. I don't know what the note will say or how it will affect him.

My eyes look at the city as we drive by, and I wonder when the next time I'll see my hometown again. The chief drives past the police station and I watch it as it disappears behind us. "You missed the turn?" I asked. His sharp eyes look at me through the rearview mirror.

"We aren't going back there. I'm taking you straight to the airport." My eyes about bug out of my head. "What?! Now?!" He nods.

I felt lightheaded. This was all too much to take in. I've barely had time to breathe since this morning. It was all happening so fast. Quicker than my brain could process. I was about to be put on a plane and I had no idea where my destination was! This was terrifying to say the least.

"You'll be okay. We will protect you." Kim Namjoon tells me after he sees me melting down in the backseat. I couldn't care less about whether they protect me or not. I wanted answers! They offered none. All the police did was tell me they were sorry.

Sorry meant nothing right now.

The police car is parked in the carpool lane. I watch the chief get out of his seat and comes to sit in the backseat with me. I look at him confused. "You're no longer Kim Emily. You are now Park Anna. We will get your new backstory to you when you arrive at your new living arrangements. We will discuss further changes once you're in the secure location."

He hands me my new license and social security card. I glare at the piece of paper and plastic. They seemed so foreign to me. It was my picture on my license but that wasn't my name. That wasn't me.

"When you go through customs, use these forms of identification. Here is your ticket. Good luck." I nod to him. Namjoon shakes my hand before he lets me out of the car.

I take wobbly steps towards the airport.

While I wait in line for the kiosk, I look at my ticket. It was a one-way ticket to Ithaca. I've heard of that city, but I've never been. If I had a cell phone, I'd look it up and see what I was getting myself into. But alas, the police took almost everything from me.

I didn't blame them. I just hated the situation from all angles.