Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 27

"What about Y/N and my family?" Five asked. Once again, the boy looked around his surroundings to see that everything didn't look modern to his eyes.

"Dead, like everyone else." The man replied bluntly.

"And where am I now?" Asked Five, noticing the retro look of everything around him.

"Dallas. Same street. Ten days earlier." Hazel walked over to the bench nearby for him to sit before he continued, "Plenty of time to restore the timeline and save them."

"Okay.." Five whispered to himself, determined to save the world once more. He walked over to the bench and sat beside Hazel,  "So where do we start?"

"'We'? You're on your own, pal. I'm just here to keep a promise to Agnes." Hazel remarked.

"Is she...?"

"Dead?"

"Yeah." Five nodded.

"Cancer." Hazel confirmed. He looked away from him in grief, "Took her quick. But we had 20 good years together. I guess forever just wasn't in the cards."

"I'm sorry, Hazel." Five felt bad for him that he lost his significant other. Until suddenly, his mind drifted off to Y/N. He was already petrified and worried that she wasn't by his side. What happens if he loses her for good?

Meanwhile, a bus came into a halt by the sidewalk to drop off three blonde men. They all had stern looks as they got out of the vehicle with big duffle bags on their backs.

The first one that stepped out had his hair slicked back. The second one was short. And the third one had a scar right down his right eye.

"What about the Commission?" Five asked.

"I quit those assholes, remember?" Hazel recalled, "I don't owe 'em the fuzz off my peaches."

Just as Five looked straight ahead, he saw the three men walking up to them their hands resting on their backs. "Well then, who the hell are those guys?" He pointed them out as he stood up from his seat.

When Hazel saw the Swedes, they took out the guns and aimed at them. "Shit." He muttered under his breath. He immediately put something in Five's pocket and handed him the briefcase, "Run!"

The boy was confused until they started shooting Hazel. Five didn't get to do anything about it as the briefcase jumped him over to another street.

The three men stopped shooting as soon as they found out Number Five was nowhere to be seen. They all spread out and looked for him.

The boy landed behind a turquoise car. The oldest of the Swedes saw smoke coming from the same car Five was hiding in.

Five looked at the briefcase that had bullet holes on it in disappointment, "How many times did I say 'Bulletproof briefcases'?"

There wasn't much time to complain as the three of the men spotted Five as he snuck a peek and started shooting vigorously at him once again without having the audacity to care they were breaking. Fortunately, Five was fast enough to use his spatial jumps.

When they thought it was enough, they approached the vehicle only to be met by disappointment that Five wasn't there. The short one check the inside of the car, but nothing was there.

Little did they know, that he was only right above their heads, lying down on the roof of a building.

Once the coast was clear, he jumped back to the streets again and walked back in the alley behind Commerce and Knox. He ran his fingers though his hair out of stress and tiredness as he heard police sirens from behind.