One Last Time [Nathan Drake X Reader]

(Y/N) yawns from the lack of sleep and her husband watches, the book in his hand. "Sweetie, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Now where are we heading?" She changes the subject.

"To the coast. There's a man down there, runs a small fishing boat. Has information apparently."

"Trustworthy?"

"Not that we know of."

Nate picks up the container and places it on the table. "Precautions."

"Just in case." (Y/N) sighs, opening the case up.

Taking out the handgun, she holds it in her hands, turning it over. "Haven't used one of these in a while." She states.

"And let's hope it stays that way." Nate adds, taking out his.

The two load their guns, Cassie coming out of her room and eyeing the weapons in her parent's hands. "I thought we were just going to talk to the guy?" She asks.

"We are." Nate says.

"This is just if things get... hinky." (Y/N) replies.

"Hinky?"

"Yeah. Let's get going, we wouldn't want to keep the guy." She says, looking at her watch.

"Don't I get one?" Cassie questions and the adults laugh.

"You're joking, right? I don't think so, missy." Nate tuts, holstering his as (Y/N) does the same.

"What if things do get hinky? How am I supposed to defend myself?"

"I doubt it will, but if it does, you've got us."

"That's real great." Cassie rolls her eyes.

"Alright, I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that, now let's go!" (Y/N) ushers her out the door, followed by Nate.

The three of them make their way down to the docks and (Y/N) walks up to a man, clearly on his break. "Excuse me, do you know where I can find José?" She checks the name on the paper.

The man stares at her, a look of confusion as he blows out smoke, which she swats away. "Okay, um... donde esta José?"

His face turns into one of understanding and he nods. "Sí, sí," He points down to a small cabin just at the side of the pier.

"Gracias." She thanks, calling Nate and Cassie over. "He's in his office." She tells them, indicating to the hut.

They walk towards it, but (Y/N) stops, spotting Jax in the crowd of people fishing and running the docks. He gives her a smirk and a small wave, but once she shakes her head, he's gone.

"(Y/N), are you coming?" Nate calls and she turns to see him, frowning.

"Yeah..." She mumbles, joining them at the front door.

(Y/N) enters first. A middle-aged man wearing overalls and stinking of fish was hunched over a desk.

"Señor José?" (Y/N) asks and Cassie looks at her mom. "I didn't know you spoke Spanish."

"Not well." She replies, the man looking up.

"I thought accent was alright." José says, the three sighing in relief that he could speak English.

"We heard that you're the one who found Atlantis's walls off the coast?" Nate asks.

"Sí. But you aren't the only ones looking for it. Man in suit, very threatening." José tells them.

"We'll pay double of what he's paying you." (Y/N) says and Cassie goes to object, but Nate waves a hand.

José raises an eyebrow, leaning his elbows on the desk and his head in his hands.

"Atlantis was built by Poseidon. Very rich city, with a gold statue of the God too. Even though it's underwater, Atlantis is powerful, so, pockets of air, where you can walk around the city."

"Amazing.." Cassie breathes.

"But this man, Mr.Chambers? He has an army with him."

"Yes, but Atlantis." Cassie says. "How do we get down there without authorities finding us?"

"The only way you can get to Atlantis is by -"

A shot rings out, the window smashed from the bullet. Blood pools at José's mouth and then he falls forward, blood staining his work.

Cassie jumps, being pushed behind her dad, where she closes her eyes, trying to rid her mind of the horrific sight. (Y/N) heads to the window and peeks out, making sure not to be a target herself. A man packs up a sniper rifle on the hill by the docks.

"Time to go." She says and the other two exit.

(Y/N) begins searching José's desk, throwing everything around until she comes across a slip of paper with co-ordinates.

"Bingo." She whispers, shoving it in her pocket and leaving, closing the door shut tight behind her. Nate and Cassie wait for her outside, their eyes darting around.

"Got anything?"

"Some co-ordinates." (Y/N) tells them, pulling it out of her pocket.

"Let's see." Nate says, but watches her stare off into the distance.

"Shit, we gotta go." She mutters, pushing him and Cassie forward.

"Mom, what's going on?" Cassie asks but doesn't get an answer, instead just being pushed forward. Nate spots what (Y/N) saw and his eyes widen. "Yeah, its definitely time to go."

At the top of the hill sat a truck with a machine gun on the back. Something the two had seen multiple times before. Now surrounding the area were agents, supposedly to do with Jax and Cassie spots them.

"Shit." She says, being directed back down the docks by her parents.

"Language." (Y/N) chides, turning her up a different path away from Jax's men.

Just when they thought they were out of the clear, one of the agents stop them at the end of the path. Both (Y/N) and Nate pull out their guns, thinking they had the upper hand with two vs one.

Unfortunately for them, more men join in, with bigger and better guns that surround them.

"Shit." (Y/N) curses.

"Language." Cassie whispers.