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savemefromanepicoftimewasted · 8 months

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You Cannot Run From Your Past Pt. 3

Mobster!Simon "Ghost" Riley X F!Reader

“Do you think this will work? That we can finally get rid of him?” You had always dreamt of killing James but given how powerful he was it was simply a suicide mission.

A/N:here we are! there's going to be one part before the big finale! same warnings as always, mentions of abuse, violence, blood, smut

“They won’t be staying, James needs to find a way to get me back from Simon. I’ve seen it happen before.” The jealousy was pouring off of him in waves, nearly drowning you in it.

“How can you be so sure? Why not just kill us when we’re least expecting and take you back that way?” Price wasn’t looking at the bigger picture.

“Because that leaves too much space for things to go wrong. Natasha’s one of the best stealth killers I’ve ever met, but going into something without a solid plan gets you killed. James hasn’t personally gotten his hands dirty in a while, he’s not going to start now.” No, he’d have his henchmen do all the dirty work for him while he sat at home.

Price wanted to argue with that statement, sure James didn’t have the manpower but if Natasha was as strong as you claimed they could get away with it. However he started to analyze everything and you were right, the only way they’d be able to get Price, Soap, and Gaz without alerting you and Simon would be with knives. And knives were not always the easiest weapon to work with.

“Alright, what do you suggest we do?” Price was willing to do whatever it took to ensure yours and everyone else's safety.

“I’ve been in contact with his best friend Steve, he’s willing to talk to me and stop James from killing anyone else.” Maybe that wasn’t the full truth, but you’d discuss that somewhere more privately.

“Let’s get back to the house, better to talk there.” Price left enough money to cover the bill along with a hefty tip.

You headed back out to the limo with everyone else, sliding into the back with Simon close behind. Soap kept an eye out until everyone was inside safely, sliding in last and shutting the door. It was definitely obvious that James had already left, the only people that were looking seemed to be tourists. The drive back was quiet, Price typing away on his phone to someone before it began to ring with a call. He sighed softly before answering.

“Laswell, long time no talk.” Price was relaxed, so whoever he was speaking with wasn’t an enemy.

“Price, any particular reason you’re looking to come visit me in New York this time of year?” Kate wasn’t shocked that Price had a sudden interest, but there was a reason.

“James Barnes made a visit to us, I need to make sure it’s not going to happen again.” He could hear her soft intake of breath. This was a personal matter.

“I’ll make sure there’s no issues when you fly over, remember to be safe.” Kate hung up before he could reply, though he didn’t blame her, he’d asked for a big favor.

The boys would end up packing everything when they got back, making sure to keep any weapons hidden and discreet. You would all be in enemy territory, worst case scenario was word getting back to James the moment you landed. If all went well you would be able to land in New York and meet up with Steve before James even found out you’d left England.

“So, the plan is we head out tonight, I’ve got intel that James won’t be able to fly out until tomorrow morning.” Price slipped his phone into his pocket, full attention back on everyone else.

“I’ll let Steve know when we’ll be landing, he’s been under James’ radar for this long, I’d rather not ruin his life.” Steve had been a silent godsend for you, he’d helped you escape and was willing to take the heat if needed.

You’d contact Steve first and foremost, letting him in on the plan to make sure that he even felt comfortable joining you. If all went well you’d call Tony, god knows the man deserved to get his revenge once and for all. Alex pulled into the garage after what felt like mere minutes, pulling you back down to earth as you went over the plan in your head once more. Price headed into his office right away, making all the calls that would be necessary. Gaz and Soap headed off to their rooms to pack.

Simon led you back to your bedroom, fingers grazing the skin on your back softly as if he was suddenly afraid to touch you. You wanted to assure him that things were fine and you would gladly accept his touch in any way he was willing to give it. You stepped into the room slowly, reaching down to take off your heels now that you were home.

“Finally, hate wearing those damn things.” Your feet were sore from the few times you’d had to walk around.

“I would’ve carried you if you needed darling.” Simon pulled off his jacket, loosening the tie around his neck.

“Had we been out for longer I would’ve taken you up on the offer.” You slipped the straps down and off your arms, the top of the dress pooling around your waist.

Simon watched you undress slowly, hands working on autopilot as he pulled off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. The lace of your panties began to peek out from the dress as you pushed it off entirely, your breasts shining in the setting sun. Simon would lie to anyone who asked how he reacted in that moment, not wanting them to live through the memories he’d store away forever. Without hesitation he threw off his shirt, letting it fall carelessly to the floor as his arms wrapped around your waist. You traced your nails along the tattoos adorning his arm, finding out just a little bit more about your new husband.

“Now darling, why don’t you be a good girl and get on the bed for me.” Simon pressed his hips against you, reveling in the way your body heat melded with his own.

“Mmm, yes sir.” You pulled away from him gently, sliding your thumbs beneath the waist of your panties and sliding them off onto the floor.

Simon was hard in an instant, gently palming himself as he watched you crawl seductively overtop of the sheets. You turned to lay on your back, body fully on display for Simon to do as he pleased, with your permission of course. Simon may have done bad things in his life, but he’d never touch someone without their full consent.

“God, look how delicious you are.” Simon unbuckled his belt, sliding the thick leather from his slacks and tossing it to the side.

“Why don’t you come over and have a taste yourself.” You spread your legs slowly, your thighs glistening with the sweet nectar he was so desperate to taste.

Simon nearly tore off his slacks, along with his boxer briefs and socks so that he was naked as the day he was born. Your eyes drifted down his torso before landing on his fully erect cock, your heart began to race with the realization of how big he was. How the hell was he going to fit? Pushing all the insecurities you had you crooked your finger in a “come here” motion. Simon smirked and stalked over to you slowly, like a predator stalking its prey.

“How badly do you want this sweetheart?” Simon wanted you to beg, to hear you whimper his name.

“Please, Simon, don’t tease.” You gripped the sheets harshly, back arching slightly as he grazed his hands up your calves.

“So polite.” Simon pressed kisses along your inner thighs, each kiss getting closer to where you so desperately needed him.

Each time he would reach your sex he’d pull away, listening to the way you’d whine loudly, begging for his touch. He could feel the heat from your body, legs quivering beside his head as he dipped down slowly. You hadn’t expected his lips to wrap around your clit, suckling softly to warm you up. You reached down to grip his hair, pushing his face closer to your dripping sex as you begged for more. Simon groaned into the soft flesh, slipping down to savor the slick that was pouring from your body.

You’d tasted sweeter than any honey he could ever imagine, a divine treat that he would savor every chance he could get. Tasting you from his fingers had not done you justice, and now he was simply addicted. Your moans echoed throughout the room as his tongue slipped inside of you, curling up to bring you the utmost pleasure. Simon began to grind his hips against the bed slowly, hands gripping onto your waist to keep you from pulling away.

Heaven, that was the only way you could begin to describe the way that one Simon Riley ate pussy. He savored you as if you were his final meal on earth before he descended to heaven, leaving no area left ignored. One hand abandoned your hip to slide down to your opening, two fingers sliding in as he flicked his tongue over your clit. You screamed into the air as your orgasm crashed over you, soaking Simon’s face.

You had been so blissed out that you’d completely forgotten how long it had been since you shaved at all, clearly Simon didn’t care. Another tally for Simon, he was starting to seem like the perfect man to you right now.

“Think you can keep going?” Simon pushed himself up slowly, fisting his cock slowly to help alleviate the ache.

“If you don’t put that inside me I may just cry.” Maybe it was a little dramatic, but the man could clearly fuck and you weren’t waiting a second longer.

Simon chuckled, grabbing your legs and pulling your hips flush to his own. Your body slid down the bed, head barely resting on the pillows that sat at the top. He groaned softly, cock sliding between your folds as he slowly grinded against you. The tip of his cock hit your clit just right, sending a bolt of pleasure up your spine.

“Simon, please!” Your legs were shaking slightly, back arched harshly as you tried, and failed, to get him inside.

“As you wish.” He grabbed the base of his cock, placing himself at your entrance before pushing in slowly.

The only way that Simon could describe it would be euphoric, your body pulled him in like a warm tight hug. He wanted nothing more than to slam his cock inside you but given his size he knew it wouldn’t be pleasurable for you. Simon waited until your hips bumped gently, his cock nestled in you to the hilt before taking another breath. His chest shuddered at the way you enveloped him, if he moved too soon this would be over before it could start.

“Hold on sweetheart.” Simon smirked down at you, hoisting your legs up until your calves were resting on his shoulders.

It felt as if his cock had nestled itself all the way in your throat with how deep he was. His hips pulled back before slamming forward, a guttural moan slipping through your lips. Simon barely gave you a moment to breathe before his hips were slamming into yours over, and over. The sounds of your coupling were encompassing everything. You were thankful that Simon had at least tried to prepare you for his cock.

“Look at you sweetheart, taking my cock like such a good girl.” Simon moaned as he watched you take his cock like you were made for him.

His hand slipped up your body, palm resting gently against the base of your throat. He didn’t want to push you into something you weren’t comfortable with, but when your cunt tightened around his aching cock, he was done for.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” You could hardly catch your breath, eyes rolled into the back of your skull as Simon became determined to bury his cock into your cervix.

“You gonna give me a baby, let me fill this pussy full til you’re dripping?” Your pussy tightened over his cock even more, legs quivering as your release began to creep up on you.

“Yes! Fill me up!” You would agree to absolutely anything that Simon said in that moment, as long as he didn’t leave.

He tightened his hand around your throat, cutting off the airflow to your lungs. Your back arched harshly, hands grabbing onto his arms to keep yourself stable. Simon’s thrusts didn’t falter as he continued to pound you into the mattress, the sounds of your coupling surrounding you both. His grip on your throat was suddenly gone, both hands sliding to wrap around your middle. You were sure you’d gotten whiplash with how quickly Simon had you suddenly straddling his lap.

“Fuck, look how much prettier you look sweetheart.” He kept one hand on your waist, the other reaching up to grope your breast.

You threw your head back, a flood of slick pouring from your body at the new sensation, the head of his cock ramming into your g-spot over and over. His hands were surely going to leave bruises on you, ones that everyone would be able to see. He wanted the world to know that you were his and only his. You slid your hands up to grip the back of his neck, your right hand gripping his hair to help ground you.

“Fuck, Simon, m’gonna cum.” You could barely string together a coherent thought, let alone focus on just one thing that Simon was doing to you.

His lips trailed along your collarbone, suckling gently at the skin, teeth nipping higher and higher until it reached the base of your throat. Your moans sounded like the most gorgeous music as he ravished your body.

“C’mon sweetheart, cum all over my cock.” It took one, two, three more thrusts before your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, body locking up as the blinding white pleasure took over.

Simon gritted his teeth at how tight you were, hips slamming against your one last time as his orgasm took over all his senses. You mewled softly at the warmth filling you up, body exhausted from the intense pleasure that Simon had given you. He panted, carefully laying you down onto the bed to make sure that he hadn’t hurt you. Besides the delicious ache between your legs, you had never felt better in your life. He pulled out slowly, catching your slight wince as he tried to be gentle.

“Sorry, forgot how sore you’d probably be.” Simon scooted off the bed, heading into the en suite to get a cloth to help clean you up.

“Mmm, a good sore though.” You could barely move your legs, or your arms, okay maybe it was your entire body.

Simon dampened a cloth with warm water before heading back into the bedroom, gently prying your legs open he cleaned up any of your slick and cum that had managed to slip out. You could barely put up a fight as Simon started his aftercare. Shit, you had to pack a bag and leave in a few hours, how the hell were you going to manage?

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll pack a bag for both of us.” Simon would gladly buy you an entirely new wardrobe over in New York if it meant keeping you comfortable.

“Thank you.” Your eyes slid closed, breathing evening out as you fell asleep.

Simon couldn’t help but watch you sleep for a few moments, heart racing as all the feelings he’d always tried to deny came rushing to the surface. He barely even knew you and yet he wanted to protect you with everything he could. Pulling the comforter over your sleeping figure, Simon made sure you hadn’t woken up before pulling on his briefs. He’d let you nap while he packed, he had plenty of energy to do so as it was.

The halls were silent as he made his way to his room, grabbing two different suitcases. He packed his clothes meticulously, making sure nothing would get wrinkled. Once half of the suitcase was filled he zipped it shut to leave space for your own things. Then it came time to pack his knives, and guns. Knives would be preferable if he wanted to take anyone out without leaving too much of a trace. Wasn’t always doable, but he’d manage if needed.

“Hey, boss wants to make sure you’ll be ready to go in an hour.” Gaz was standing in his doorway, fully ignoring the state of undress that Simon was in.

“Yeah, just need to finish packing first.” He slid one of his favorite knives into its holster, he’d never gone without it.

“I’ll let him know, thanks.” Gaz knew not to make a total scene over how Simon looked, it was obvious the two of you had hooked up, who was he to judge?

Simon pulled out one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants for you to borrow on the plane ride over, you’d need all the sleep you could get, and why not be comfortable at the same time? He shook his head slowly, he’d only known you for such a small amount of time and yet he felt the need to protect you. You weren’t truly his wife, so why did any of this matter in the first place when once James was taken care of you could just leave?

No, he wouldn’t let his thoughts go down that path, it wasn’t worth getting caught up in feelings when there were bigger fish to fry right now. Heading back to your room with the clothes in his hand Simon couldn’t help the rush that washed over him. You were a goddess sent down for him and he was so ready to just throw you away before. How could he possibly be even thinking like that?

“Sweetheart, time to get up.” Simon wanted to do anything he could except for wake you, but Price would be on your ass quicker than he could protest.

“Five more minutes, please.” You rolled onto your side, back facing Simon as you tried to hold onto those few precious minutes.

“Nope, you need to get dressed so we can get going.” Simon rubbed your back gently, plopping down beside you on the bed.

You groaned before pushing yourself up, it was obvious you weren’t going to be allowed to sleep before the flight. Maybe you could get some sleep then and worry about everything when you landed back in New York. Simon shyly held up the clothes in his hand, gesturing for you to take them. Once you realized exactly what was in his hands your cheeks warmed, he was really letting you wear his clothes around everyone? Shit, you were definitely falling in love and there was nothing you could do to stop it.

“Thank you, are you going to get dressed too?” You pulled on the shirt first, forgoing a bra entirely. The fabric would do a good enough job hiding your chest, why bother wearing something uncomfortable when you didn’t need to.

“I wanted to make sure you were awake first, I’ll get your stuff packed and then we can head down.” Simon pressed a kiss before sliding off the bed, heading over to your closet to grab enough clothes to last at least a few days.

You copied him quickly, rushing over to your drawer to grab a clean pair of panties. Simon chuckled at the way you wiggled your hips as you pulled them up your legs. Simon wasn’t someone who found joy in much of anything anymore, not after working for Price for so long. It was nice to be able to laugh and smile so carefree without worrying for once.

“Get your pants and some shoes on while I finish packing, I’ll be in my room if you need me.” Simon laid your clothes over one arm, being careful of any delicates.

“Yes sir.” You weakly saluted him, laughing when he rolled his eyes and headed out of your room.

The pants were a challenge to get on in general, since Simon was so much bigger than you were they pooled at your ankles. You tied the drawstrings as much as you could, hoping they wouldn’t accidentally fall down when you started walking. Deciding that you could only do so much with your current predicament you headed down to Simon’s room. The faint sound of Soap’s laughter began to get louder with each step.

“You can’t keep your hands off one anotha it seems.” Soap had dressed down to a comfortable sweater and a pair of jeans, Simon dressed in something similar.

“The feelings are very much mutual.” Simon folded the last piece of clothing, setting it into the suitcase, zipping it closed as you stepped into the room.

“There she is!” Soap walked over to you, wrapping you up into a tight hug.

You laughed lightly, a little confused as to why Soap was being so affectionate all of a sudden, what in the world had Simon told him before you arrived? Simon merely shook his head, if to gesture not to ask or that he wasn’t sure of Soap’s affections you weren’t entirely sure.

“Now don’t you look awfully pretty there.” Soap pulled back, keeping his arms on the top of your shoulders.

“Soap, let go of her so we can finish packing please.” Simon was exasperated, wanting nothing more than for Soap to leave you be.

The Scot threw up his hands, heading out and leaving you and Simon to continue packing in what you hoped would be a peaceful silence. Your body was still overstimulated from Simon’s amazing lovemaking. There would be moments you’d surely slip up in front of everyone, pressing into Simon’s side like a cat.

“Do you think this will work? That we can finally get rid of him?” You had always dreamt of killing James but given how powerful he was it was simply a suicide mission.

“I do, I believe in the men I work with and I trust them with my life.” Simon hadn’t trusted many people in his life, but they were his family now.

“I trust you, Simon.” It was a long shot, taking down one of the most dangerous men, but you had faith they could do it.

Simon grabbed both suitcases before facing you, his expression was determined, and by god did that turn you on even more than before. Simon was a man on a mission, and he would do whatever it took to ensure everyone’s safety.

“Let’s go, the faster we can leave the better.” He pressed a soft kiss to your hair before heading down to the garage.

Gaz, Soap, and Price had been discussing the details amongst themselves, deciding on the best course of action when you landed. First and foremost you would contact Steve Rogers and see if he would be willing to help. If Steve was willing to help you’d get into contact with Tony and figure out the next steps. However if he wasn’t willing to help you’d need Price to call Tony and see if he would help do the dirty work.

It was now or never, you would make sure that James Barnes couldn’t harm a single person in one of his angry tirades ever again.

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celestialspecial · 2 years

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Crimes of Passion

One of the worlds most precious jewels has entered your city, worth millions- and your team wants it. But you’re not the only thieves looking for riches. Will the heist reward you with the wealth you seek or will your rival quite literally give you a run for your money?

Writers Notes: Based off of my quick idea here Warnings- Violence, Gun usage, blood

“Let’s go over this one more time.” You spread the museums blueprints over the small wooden table, your team nodded as you pointed to different entry points and alarm systems that sat rigged throughout the building.

“It’ll be tricky but we’ve been practicing for this.” You nodded at your closest friend Karen, your right hand man and if you were being honest the true brains of the operation. There were four of you, you’d been plotting this heist for months.

At the local museum there was to be an event for New York’s richest and most powerful, honoring them for their feats. You wanted to laugh, honor…most of them had more blood on their hands than the four of your team combined. You never chose this life, but when the going got tough you learned quickly that playing by the rules made for ramen dinners and bounced checks.

Thievery came naturally to you, turns out people truly did underestimate women and you cashed in on that weekly. Karen, Cora and Porsha were some of the most talented in their fields as well. Cora could pickpocket the president if he checked his watch for too long and Porsha mastered the art of the grift since birth, knowledge of 5 different languages and confidence that would make Madonna blush.

Karen knew the ins and outs of every New York establishment as well as who owned it and all the skeletons in their closets. Together the four of you were unstoppable. Well nearly. Lately a few of your heists had gone south since a rival group had started moving in on your territory.

Normally they stayed in the upper east side where the money was but lately they’d been sinking lower and treading into your waters. You hated them. But most of all you hated their leader. He was cocky, arrogant and wickedly intelligent. You’d heard one of his mates call him ‘Russo’, you’d never seen each other’s faces since masks were the one accessory you both agreed was necessary in the business.

He had a voice that sent shivers down to your toes, deep and spellbinding. Prick. You also hated how your body seemed to betray you when he’d speak. You interactions were brief but starting to go from few and far between to too close for comfort.

“What should we do if The Marines show up?” Cora asked, tracing a finger over one of the blueprints. That’s what his team called themselves, thumbing their nose at the government establishment as it were.

“We take them out, obviously.” Porsha quipped.

“No. Not if it draws attention to ourselves.” Karen continued, “if your life or the package is at threat then yes, but if we can tie them up, somehow get them to take the fall for this should they show…we’re golden.”

“Russo is too smart for that. He and his men will know what’s coming.” Cora bristled at the thought.

“We’re going to be fine. If they do feel brave enough to show their faces I’ll handle them.” You replied, clenching your fists at your side, sick of the bullshit. “Keep your eyes on the prize.” You pulled out the newspaper ad showcasing the new exhibit opening at the museum the night of the event. Front and center was a large carved diamond, the size of your fist.

‘Her Majesty’s Grace’ it was called, over 500 carats and roughly worth 80 million on the black market give or take, the price growing each day. And you were gonna sneak it out under the nose of all the snobbish folks at the gala. Exchanging a nod with your team and preparing for what the night would bring.

Ritzy limos and town cars pulled up to the museum dropping off the wealthy attendees in the finest get up you’d ever seen.

“Everyone in position?” You radioed through the tiny headset in your ear.

“Copy.” Karen responded. Porsha was hiding in plain sight as a party goer, ready to cause a diversion if needed, Cora was currently crawling through the ventilation system to be in place to receive the package.

Karen would be sneaking around back through the kitchen area and breaking into the control room to turn off the alarm system. Your job was to follow one of the offshoots of Cora's vents and actually drop down into the room holding the diamond.

Cora buzzed over the radio notifying she had reached her section where she’d branch off after you’d handed her the item. Karen was already weaving through the kitchen area, her chef outfit blending in perfectly. You managed to hoist yourself into the vents and began crawling in the direction your watch told you to go.

Recognizing each marker as you continued on from all the blueprints you’d poured over. Memorizing each air duct and knowing where the fans were. Once you were in position it was all up to Karen to work her coding magic and turn off the alarms.

Thankfully this room wouldn’t be open to the guests until after dinner so you had roughly 30-40 minutes to steal the jewel and escape into the night, lost in the largest city, it’d take them days just to figure out where you might’ve gone. Adjusting your harness and making sure your rope and pulley system was tightly rigged you tried slowing your breath to ease the anticipation.

The lights in the room clicked off and you were plunged into darkness- go time. No alarms were tripped and the silence below you was the perfect indicator now was the ideal moment. You hooked your harness up, prying the vent screen open and let yourself incrementally drop down slowly to the floor.

Your boots made the slightest of thuds and as your eyes adjusted to the darkness there it was. The largest diamond you’d ever seen, held on a platinum stand with a lush velvet pillow cushioning it for all to see. You felt your mouth water as you gazed at it up close and in person. After this you could retire, move to Puerto Rico, never go hungry again, and buy a Chanel bag….yeah you’d do that too.

You pulled out your tools, waiting for Karen’s signal that the alarms around the diamond itself were off. After spraying a fine mist from your kit it revealed the security lasers were still in tact, so you had to painfully wait.

“Hey Karen, great job with the lights! Took you no time at all.” A faint crackling before her response.

“….that wasn’t me…”

Shit.

“Hello Pretty Bird.”

Your mouth dried up instantly, tongue feeling heavy and your chest tightened. Fuck. You whipped around, but instead of seeing the masks you were used to there was a regular man. Well regular was too plain a word. An excruciatingly handsome man. In a finely cut suit, hair slicked back, adjusting his cuff links.

“You flew down so beautifully.” Pulling the gun from it’s holster on your side, fixing it on the center of this mans chest. Every muscle in your body was taut and at the ready.

“What’s going on down there?” Cora buzzed.

“Stay in position.” You replied, not dropping your gun as you took a few steps back, confusion settling as he lifted his hands. This man was clearly an attendee from the gala. Someone who’d wandered off, and now you’d have to either kill him or tie him up until the guards made their rounds.

“You’re not gonna shoot me are you, Pretty Bird?” That voice…so familiar. Your eyes widen in recognition. “There, see I knew she was smart.” A shit eating grin forms on his face and you feel your shoulders start to droop, shaking your head and repositioning yourself, gun still trained on his chest.

“You turn around and walk out of here, Russo.”

“Russo?!” Porsha swears on her end of the line. He only continues to smile and takes a few steps towards you, hands still held up innocently. A laughable gesture from the least innocent man out there.

“Alarms are disarmed…” Karen whispers down the line. She did it…now was your chance. He cocks his head at you waiting for you to make your move. A chess match of his own design and you needed to be five steps ahead of him if you wanted to win.

“Fuck off.” You gritted through your teeth, shrugging he moved faster than you expected a man in a suit to be able to, tossing a smoke bomb in your direction. It went off, completely encasing the room in a cloud of white smoke. You coughed violently, covering your mouth with your gloved hand, trying to see where he’d gone.

“Porsha now!” Karen shouted through the line, within a minute the fire alarms were going off, the sprinkler system began spouting cold water along the edges of the room. You saw a misty figure moving towards the diamond and you were up, barreling into him, the two of you went sprawling across the soaked floor.

Your head cracked on the marble ground, sending your vision swimming, Russo was on top of you, pushing himself up but not before admiring his position and fixing you with a wink. Your look of disgust made him laugh, but it was cut short when you elbowed him in the gut, kicking him a good 4 feet back as you stumbled to your feet.

Leaping up you felt your fist close around the diamond, pulling it back and clutching it to your chest, it caught what little light there was beautifully. Your thoughts were cut short when you heard sounds of yelling and fighting down the eastern corridor. Russo was on his feet moving towards you when a shot rang out.

“Both of you on your knees, hands up!” A police officer stationed at the event had his gun raised, the red laser dot trained on Russo’s chest then yours. “Drop the diamond!”

Like hell you would.

“Why’d you have to come and fuck everything up!” You hissed at the man to your side, he only smirked at you with his hands raised once more. He slowly trailed forwards towards the guard.

“Don’t shoot! I’m a guest!” He put on his most baleful stare, those dark eyes doing the devils work. The officer seemed puzzled for a brief moment before Russo made his move lunging at the guard and tackling him into a chokehold. At this opportunity you shoved the diamond into your pocket, fastening it securely as you turned on your heel to bolt in the other direction.

Sounds of a struggle and a masked man and guard came tumbling into the room. One of The Marines and museum security. Further shouts and yelling lead you to believe his men were holding the guards at bay down the hall as the cacophony of the fire alarm and sprinkler system drained on.

“Karen, Cora, get out. I’ll be right behind you.”

“Fuck that, y/n, get out of that room and I’ll get to you. Cutting the sprinkles now.”

Karen bit out on her end as sure enough the sprinklers ceased firing.

“No! It’s too dangerous. I’ve got the diamond, trust me I’m getting out of here.”

Your boots skidded along the wet ground as you heard a crackle from a nearby officers radio.

“Yeah it’s The Marines and a girl, take them out.” Your eyes darted around the room, it was impossible to make out any details, all fuzzy from the smoke. Another shot cut through the air and then something much worse happened.

The bullet lodged in an electric panel, water trickled into the system from the sprinklers and the gala decorations that weren’t soaked through caught fire rapidly, apparently it hadn’t been sprinkling enough to drench everything as more and more banners and frilly paper décor burst into flames.

You kept backing up, hoping, praying for a way out to present itself, until you smacked into something behind you. Whipping around your eyes met with Russo’s, he had his own gun and was firing it rapidly at the guards that kept emerging from the south exit.

“We’re trapped.” Was all you could say, he only chuckled before sending off another shot that pinged against the metal security gates. Wait, security gates. Yes, as if more shit couldn’t hit the fan the gates started lowering, one last ditch effort to protect the priceless gem and paintings in the room.

“No, I don’t think so.” He responded, handing you a gun far larger than your own, taking it in your much smaller hands felt awkward but you held firm, looking back to him for confirmation. “Back to back, we’re moving to the west entrance, less fire there.”

You nodded and both of you began moving at a faster clip than expected, firing at incoming guards. There were less and less of them now as the fire roared bigger around the east door, closing in on the north side as well. Soon there was so much smoke from the fire. Sounds of coughing was all that was heard before some of the guards retreated.

One of the large decorative columns for the event was nearly engulfed in flames, its base giving way and toppling towards your path.

“Move!” You heard him shout, then you felt him push you forward, tripping over your feet you stumbled to the ground, rolling onto your side.

When you looked back you could see Russo's left leg was pinned, the column wasn’t solid, not enough to break any bones but it held him still and the fire was climbing it rapidly towards him. His large brown eyes caught yours as he mouthed the words “Go.”

Your right foot was ready to listen, to run, the crackling from your earpiece and your team echoing in your head. “Dammit.”

You raced over to him, shouldering the side of the column, feeling the unbearable heat creeping up behind you. You both did your best to push against the large structure. He struggled back, pulling his leg with all his might, until you felt a shift and suddenly he was free.

Hopping to his feet, swiveling his ankle, testing for damage. “That was closer than I’d like to admit.” He said, looking at you with a genuinely grateful gaze. “Let’s get out of here.” You nodded, following close behind him as he began loping towards the original path you'd both intended.

“Y/n! I’m off to the south side, cables ready to escape into the vents and out the windows by the lobby.” Cora shouted down the line. Russo turned to see if you were following him, giving you a questioning glance after seeing you’d stopped moving.

“Go, I’ve got another way.” He frowned at your response.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” He inclined in his head to you, one last gesture of thanks.

“Then until next time when our paths cross again.” He replied giving you a dramatic wave of his hand, and a bow before dashing down the side corridor. You felt yourself actually smiling at him, realizing what you were doing you shook your head before turning to go towards Cora's directions.

Time seemed to slow as you heard a shout then loud pop and suddenly intense pain in your side. You looked down to see blood gushing from under your harness, pooling at your feet and mingling with the stagnant water gathered on the ground.

You felt your knees grow weak, the shouting sounded…so distant. The smoke from the fire singed the inside of your throat and nose as you fell to your knees, bloody water splashing up around you as your fell to your side. Gasping as your hands held tight against the gash in your side.

As your eyes felt heavy you could barely make out the shape of the officer that’d shot you, yelling into his radio that “he got the girl”, you blinked rapidly fighting off the growing darkness that was closing in. Willing yourself to have strength enough to tell your team to get out, but your felt so….tired. So weak. You were only going to close your eyes for a minute.

You felt a tightness around your middle and suddenly you were moving. How were you moving? Your bleary eyes blinked a few times, strong arms holding you tightly against something warm. Moving, moving at a fast pace too. Blinking a few more times you noticed a swath of fancy fabric tied around your middle, stunting the blood flow for god knows how long.

Your mouth felt like it was full of cotton but you summoned the strength to turn your head and look up. He only locked eyes with you for a second but Russo was running wildly through dark catacombs of what you could only assume were the basements of the museum.

“Stay with me pretty bird. Say something-“ you coughed, cringing at the shooting pain climbing up your side at the movement.

“Fuck you.”

“There she is.” You knew it wasn’t entirely his fault that your best laid plans went to hell, but you did not plan to end the night being carried out of the museum bloodied and wounded.

After what felt like forever of moving through corridor after corridor you finally reached an end, fresh air filled the passage and you could’ve cried seeing the stars shining above. You felt yourself become dizzy again, woozy at the blood loss.

“She needs immediate medical attention.” You heard Russo say to someone, hearing a response, Karen? Maybe. You blacked out after that.

You came to in a makeshift hospital bed in your safe house that you and the team shared. Hissing when your movement put too much pressure on your side.

“Oh my god, you’re awake!” Karen exclaimed from her seat across the room, hugging you as carefully as possible.

“What…what happened.” She sat next to you, running a hand through her long hair, piecing together the story.

“Russo saved your life.” You voice cracked as you tried to speak.

“What?” Karen picked up the bloodied rag that apparently had been tied around your waist. It was his suit jacket, ripped to shreds to wrap around your wound better. “How long have I been out?”

“Only an hour but Cora was able to stitch you up. The bullet passed cleanly through you, now we’re only waiting on Porsha to get blood for you, just in case.”

“He…he came back for me. He coulda had a clean get away..I- I don’t understa-“ but you cut off, hand shooting to your pocket where you had stashed the diamond.

“Fuck!” It was empty. “RUSSO!”

Billy sat in the back of the getaway car, white shirt bloodstained and dirtied. His men were thankfully not in such poor shape, all cleanly evading the cops with their planned escape routes.

Dark shapes from the city’s skyline passed outside, glimmering in the large diamond he held before him. It was a beauty. Her Majesty’s Grace would sell for a pretty penny on the black market but Billy didn’t need that money. Not when he had more than enough already, plus the valuable paintings and statues his team had stolen while the rest of the museum guards were preoccupied trying to get to the diamonds room.

They never saw it coming.

You’d come for this trinket, he was betting on it. Expecting it. You wanted to sell it, but he wanted it to get to you. Placing it safely in his own pocket, patting it for good measure and returning to look at the large moon in the sky as the car sped across the Brooklyn bridge.

Until his little bird was ready to fly again, he’d be watching and waiting.

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