"I need you, Five Hargreeves. Even though the world is ending. The moon is probably going to explode or the sun will fall and the earth won't ever be the same but at least you are here with me... And that is all I need".
"I would want nothing more t...
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The Subtle Act of Just Being There
‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。
Y/n climbed up the stairs, completely drained. She was feeling tired and sick and for once actually pregnant.
She saw Luther and Diego standing there next to a chair with a piece of cloth on it.
"What happened to the both of you? Why do you look so... worried?", Y/n asked as none of them spoke a world.
"Who is that?", Y/n asked as Luther looked at Diego.
"I-is that someone we know?", Y/n asked nervously as Diego grabbed her arm dragging her away.
"What are you doing?", Y/n asked letting go off his hand as he took a deep breath.
"Someone got him", he said.
"What?... Who got who? Why are you not telling me things clearly?", Y/n asked getting frustrated.
"Elliot", he said as she looked at him completely shocked. "No", she mumbled.
"I am so sorry, Y/n. But they got him", Diego said as Y/n took sat down on the chair.
"He... he is dead... It's because of us", Y/n said. "Y/n-", Diego was cut off.
"No! Don't say that it wasn't. He... The only reason he is dead is because we were here. They were here looking for us! The Commission wanted us", she said as tears formed in her eyes.
"I am so sorry, Y/n", Diego squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
"He... he didn't deserve that, Diego. He was a good man", Y/n said as Diego nodded.
"You are right, Y/n. But... I won't spare them. I promise... His death won't go wasted. We will honor him and avenge him", Diego said as she nodded.
