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piedpiperart · 10 months

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Phantom of Gotham 18

Chapter 17

”I can’t believe you!” Tim exclaimed, punching Danny in the arm when he spotted him in class.

“Ouch!” Danny laughed nervously, rubbing his arm. “You-”

“You could have told me you were leaving! Or at least talked to us about it first,”Tim said, exasperated. Danny watched him throw himself into the seat next to Danny dramatically and throw his bag down, only to dig through it for a tupperware of… oh, were those Alfred’s cookies? Danny hoped they were for him. Alfred’s cookies were awesome. “Now even Damian is bugging me about you and telling me to just take you home after school.”

“Uh, you guys did say I could leave and that you wouldn’t call CPS,”Danny reminded him, rubbing the back of his neck. Tim gave him a look, blowing some bangs out of his eyes.

“Yes. And we’ll stick to that. But you know we only said that because we’d hope to convince you to stay at the manor. Because we’re rich and we have an infinite amount of space for you to stay,”Tim stressed. “Seriously. Where are you staying now?”

“Not telling,”Danny deflected immediately. “You guys got a frickin’ vigilante working for you, I’m not a snitch.”

“That’s not-” Tim threw his hands into the air exasperatedly. “Fine! But only talkers get cookies,”Tim glared, sliding the tupperware of solid gold goodness away from Danny’s hands. Danny pouted, but didn’t relent.

The day continued like that, with Tim trying to convince him to stay at the manor, while Danny deflected and changed subjects like a bored teen changing channels on a tv. I was getting cumbersome for both of them by lunch though, and they’d settled for a truce. Danny ended up getting a few cookies while Steph joined them at the lunch table. She was soon cackling over the Waynes losing a potential adoptee and for Danny sneaking out. They high-fived. Tim was not amused. By the multitude of texts to Tim’s phone, the family wasn’t either.

RobinHood

Went to the Pizzaria, kid’s stuff is gone.

LittleJohn

Damn. I got nothing on my end. Any ideas?

RobinHood

Tail him after school

MaidMarian

You think he’ll notice?

LittleJohn

Well, he might if he’s got a ghost looking out for him Steph. We’re not sure where Phantom went the other day but we do know that Danny got out of the manor without triggering any security.

RobinHood

Plus Phantom is friends with Danny.

MaidMarian

Eh, we can still try. Or just kidnap him as civilians (≖⌣≖)

LittleJohn

Eh… Maybe. Last resort.

RobinHood

I could just take him from school

MaidMarian

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LittleJohn

No!! That would be so much worse oh my god

Jason sighed at his brother’s lack of creativity. He’d thought the Pizzaria might have been cleared out but seeing it for himself still made his heart sink. If only there was some clues to where the kid had gone, he thought. No doubt he was anywhere but around Hood’s territory now.

To be fair, he wasn’t nearly as worried about the kid now that he knew he had ghost powers that helped him survive. Still, Jason knew living on the streets wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Part of him thought that maybe the kid was scared that everyone hunting him would put the Waynes in danger. He wasn’t wrong to think that, but they could handle themselves. Sure, ghosts were a new thing for them, but they adapted. Made plans.

Jason wasn’t sure they’d be able to keep Danny or Phantom in one place without using some kind of ghost technology like the GIW or call in a magic user. Except Jason didn’t want to think about having weapons that Danny’s parents made to hurt him. From what he could tell, ghosts weren’t as much of a problem to humans as humans were to ghosts. Jason didn’t need ghost weapons to deal with the GIW, and he sure as hell was gonna deal with them.

The Bats had been gathering information on them like crazy. Babs was still hacking their databases and Batman was putting together a plan to inform the Justice League. They weren’t entirely sure this was something the Green Lanterns needed to take up to the OA, but if it was they’d cross that bridge when they got to it.

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Damian was furious.

He’d been texting Timothy nonstop about Danny and yet- unsurprisingly- his older brother had been unable to convince the boy to come back to the manor. Frustratingly, Timothy had not even responded to any of his text messages since lunch time and hadn’t come to the manor after school. Even Todd wasn’t answering any of his messages- plans- to convince Danny to join the family. It had been two days and Danny had still been staying who knows where. The family had not even tried to follow him home out of some misguided respect for privacy and free will. He was sure Danny was somewhere abandoned, likely somewhere lacking proper water and heat. Damian was beyond frustrated that all his hard work getting Danny used to a stable meal plan was for nothing.

It was ridiculous how dumb Danny was acting in regards to his own safety. As one of the few species of half ghost around, he had the survival instincts of a paper bag, and Damian was of the opinion that he should be trying a lot harder considering his status. Damian had no idea why Danny would think they wouldn’t be able to protect and care for him at the manor. Obviously, Danny was an asset when it came to the Ghostly dimension given his halfa status and friendship with Phantom. There was no other reason why he wanted Danny to stay. It wasn’t like he missed the boy. Even if he was better than Timothy in every way, and had intriguing powers that he trusted Damian with. Not at all.

Damian scoffed, adjusting his tie for the third time. He didn’t want to go to this infernal Gala, especially when only Grayson and his father were attending. Cass was still in Hong Kong, and Jason and Timothy had other plans. Damian hoped those plans included getting Danny to stay at the manor. He would no doubt be a good sidekick for when Damian was older, and he would not be letting Danny slip through his fingers.

“Are you ready Baby bat?” Grayson asked, a grin on his face and despite the formal wear, he’d somehow convinced Father to let him wear a glittery monstrosity instead of a tie. “There’s gonna be a few people B wants us to keep an eye on, wanna help me with surveillance?” Damian scoffed. “Why not. It’s not as if there will be anything else of importance going on,”He added. Grayson gave him a knowing smile, as if he was recalling just how boring and overly formal these parties were.

“I’d say you get used to it, but…”Grayson trailed off, sighing dramatically. “Never do.” He shook his head, then they made their way to the front where Alfred and Bruce were waiting with the car.

As far as Galas go, it was certainly not the most boring, but it definitely wasn’t providing any riveting conversations. As far as surveillance, Damian was able to trade off with Grayson during the night, switching targets and gleaming information as they went. It was no surprise that Mr. Elwood was simply in an affair than any nefarious business deals. Ms. Green on the other hand was definitely collaborating with some of the shader patrons in the Gala, whom Father suspected had ties to Penguin.

Though, there was one target that Damian couldn’t get a read on. He was tall, haughty, and self-absorbed, yet according to B, had a perfectly clean multi-million dollar business despite multiple complaints and signs to otherwise. Damian in particular hated him on principle for the way he looked down on everyone around him. He ignored how hypocritical that statement might be and chose to eye the billionaire talking with his father.

“As I was saying, my son Daniel reminds me a lot of your sons,”Vlad was saying to Bruce. He was wearing a gray suit with a black shirt and an annoyingly green tie. Damian was certain it was some type of football paraphernalia. “He’s very headstrong and independent for one. How do you deal with your sons when they refuse to listen to reason?”

“Oh?” Brucie said with an exaggerated confused look. He ignored the concerning question for now.“I was unaware you had any children.”

Annoyance and something else flashed across Vlad’s face before he schooled his expression to exasperation. Damian sneered at the man internally. “Ah of course, Daniel is technically my godson, but he’s like a son to me. We have a lot in common,”Vlad explained, a sneer suddenly forming and taking Damian by surprise,”At least more than his father has with him. Honestly, his mother could do so much better than that bumbling idiot.”

“Where is this Daniel then?” Damian cut in, garnering the attention of both men. Vlad seemed surprised to see him, if not a bit jealous. “If you are so close, how come he didn’t join you here?”

“I would have loved to have the little badger here beside me,”Vlad’s face twisted into something like sadness, but missed the mark. “Unfortunately, Daniel’s gone missing these past few months without so much as a word.”

Damian frowned as his father offered meaningless sympathies. Daniel? Vlad had been from Wisconsin, but he recalled the man having some sort of dealings in Amity. After a moment he remembered and scowled. This man was the Mayor of Danny’s town. He was the one who’d let the GIW in in the first place, surely. Looking up at the man’s false mask, set on gaining sympathy from his father made him light up with contempt.

“Of course,”Vlad was saying when Damian started paying attention again.”I had originally come to Gotham to find him, you see. I’d heard something about him being spotted in the area and just had to check it out for myself.”

That was bad. If he was talking about Danny, then Vlad somehow had gotten ahold of information about his whereabouts. Who else had that intel? Was the GIW or the Fentons on his tail? Was Danny in danger? He quickly excused himself from the two adults and meandered over to his elder brother to relay the information. Hopefully they could get Danny to a safe location before something bad happened.

Chapter 19

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talkrecoverylife · 10 months

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What do Dandelions know that I don’t?

Let’s talk about dandelions, Taraxacum Officinale. My favorite flower since I was a small child. The flower that nobody liked. As a kid, I loved seeing them growing in the grass, it was so pretty, the bright yellow on the green lawn. I especially loved it when the grass was full of them. I could not understand why people were always trying to kill them.

This was a flower I was allowed to pick, make bouquets with and collect. I remember picking them in the front yard to “save them” from my Dad. The good intention was there anyways.

As an adult, I still like them. I still think they are pretty. But I am a little more philosophical about it. Not that I don’t pick a bouquet when I have the chance.

Think about the dandelion. This is a flower that yearns to live and grow. “Damn hard to get rid of” as my Dad would say. We dig them out by the roots or poison them, and still they come back, spotting the grass with little yellow blooms. We put cinder blocks over them to make a sidewalk and they will pop up in the cracks. It’s like they don’t know, or don’t care that they are under attack. They are just doing their thing.

When it is time for them to die, there is no ugliness, no hard pieces to hurt your feet when you walk barefoot on the lawn. They just change to a white, soft puff ball, and when the wind is just right, their seeds and their DNA are blown up in the air. Wherever they land, a new flower will grow.

What if we had even some of these qualities? What if, in a world that thought we were ugly and unwanted, we could see our own beauty? What if we had the strength to stand up and come back from our defeats, as beautiful and strong as we were before? What if obstacles in our path were simply things we needed to either go around, or go through? What if when we were old and done, we sat at peace, knowing that our lives had meant something and we were leaving a legacy?

I believe that in recovery we have a responsibility to keep learning. The knowledge we get from sources such as AA, NA, OA, Smart Recovery, counselling, therapy, social media, podcasts etc., is invaluable. We would not make it without these resources. But sometimes can we learn lessons and be inspired by the simple things right in front of us, like a silly little flower? from flowers that have been there all along?

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bullet-prooflove · 4 months

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Hi~~ Hope you're well! I obviously had to come back in your ask after that cliffhanger with Scola's story!! I imagine Stuart is going to do everything possible to save her, he doesn't want to lose someone he loves again like he did with Doug. So, here's the prompt I thought would match the story: number 24 "Now light a match, stand back, watch 'em explode". I chose this one bc reader works (worked?) as a explosive expert if I remember correctly (?) Please and thank you for your great writing you share with us daily <3

Club Night - Stuart turns up at the club you're at with some surprising information.

Surrender - You surrender to the enemy.

Must Be Love - Stuart wakes up to a nightmare.

The thing about you and Stuart is that even before you became a couple you both worked well together. Whenever your paths crossed on a case there was always a synchronicity, you were so in tune with each other OA had called it spooky.

It’s taken you almost two hours to get the cuff on your wrists into the exact position you need it to be so that can dislocate your thumb. Everybody thinks that it’s the joint at the curve of your hand you need to dislocate but it’s but it’s actually much lower, the one just above your wrist. It’s taken you this long to get into everything in place because the stress position you’re in has restricted your mobility.

You know what’s going to happen as soon as Wallace yanks Stuart’s head back. He’s going to slit his throat and force you to watch the blood drain right out of him. That can’t happen, you won’t let it happen.

You take a deep breath through your nose because this is going to hurt like a bitch. You let your knees buckle, exerting just the right amount of pressure in the right place. The agony lances through the cartilage, the silver tape over your mouth muffling your scream as your hand slips out of the cuff.

“I’m going to cut your throat and make her watch as you bleed out all over this floor.” Wallace says as he guides the knife along the underside of Stuart’s jaw.

It’s Stuart’s smile that throws him off, the subtle shift of his lips.

“You underestimated her.” He tells the armsdealer before the handcuff chain wraps his throat. “You underestimated me too.”

His foot lashes out, catching Wallace in the knee. The crack echoes through the tiled room like a gunshot as his leg goes out from underneath him, giving you the leverage you need to tighten your grip on the chain.

It’s harder than you think to choke a person out, you have to apply continuous pressure over a small period of time. You’re injured and exhausted, and Wallace, he fights like hell. It takes longer than you’d like and just when you feel your grasp beginning to slip, Wallace’s entire frame goes limp.

You shove him to the floor, his body collapsing into a heap at your feet before you lean over it, hands rifling through his pockets searching for the handcuff key and Wallace’s phone.

“My hero.” Stuart utters as you undo the cuffs on his wrists. He exhales in relief, the muscles in his shoulders protesting as he shifts. The agony hits him in a wave, pain searing through his chest as you guide him back into the seat.

“Stay still for me alright?” You say softly, your thumb lightly caressing his shoulder as you bring up the number for the FBI field office on Wallace’s phone. “I’m gonna get us some help.”

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the-invisible-self · 11 months

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just wanted to tell you I follow you since before The OA was cancelled and I miss it sm and every time I see you on my dash you remind me of that great show :) and I really enjoy seeing you around! hope you have a great day

the oa was always meant to be several things. it was meant to be a cyclical story, with its ending in its beginning, folding back in on itself. it was meant to have cracks, gaps, spaces in the narrative, and that space was meant to invite us in, to be a part of the story. the oa was never about just a story. it was meant to be a seed of hope. and in its ending--an ending that came much sooner than any of us ever wanted--was a new beginning. the oa was always meant to be about life, about community, about people coming together. so as long as we are doing that, as long as we keep telling stories and connecting in community and planting little seeds of beauty and hope and perseverance in this world, i believe we are keeping the oa alive.

#nonny asks #asks #ask kitty #the oa

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inariter · 2 years

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Stay With Me-4

Masterlist:

Stay with Me-1

Stay with Me-2

Stay with Me-3

Stay with Me-4

Stay With Me-5

Stay With Me-6

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Trigger Warning:

sexual assault/violence, domestic abuse

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“Please tell me she’s fine.” OA asked as soon as he barged through the hospital doors. The lead they had didn’t seem to equate to much of anything, not unless they wanted to go to a list of hundreds and find a crimson red flag among the others. Considering the shop wasn’t always true to its nature. And for now, they were left fishing for other leads, sifting through hours of camera footage to find something. And hearing the news, he couldn’t be anywhere else but here at this moment.

Because if it were the last, and he wasn’t here, OA would have never forgiven himself for it. Not in a million years.

“OA, you should calm down before I tell you anything.” Terrence said, leading OA to a nearby chair. It was the best Terrence could do before OA before getting down to the details. It was what he always did. “Look before you go accusing this or that, we did everything we could. We’re all family here at this hospital and we would move heaven and earth to make sure (Y/n) would come out alright.”

“Just tell me already, Terrence. I have to know.” OA braced himself for the bad news to come. He found it almost funny since he always thought the roles would be reversed, that it would be him on death’s bed while his friends broke the devastating news to his family...and of course (Y/n).

“(Y/n) had lost a lot of blood by the time she came in. She was loosing more by the second and though we were lucky the bullet didn’t do too much damage. While we were able to stop the bleeding, the damage had already been done and she slipped into a coma. We’re doing what we can for now, the rest all depends on (Y/n).”

“What are her odds?”

“Well, from a medical perspective, it’s hard to say. The chances are a bit low but we both know (Y/n). We both know how much of a fighter she is, I’m sure you remember that bar fight. She won’t back down ever and if I was placing bets on who could get out of this, it’s (Y/n).”

OA cracked a small smile but honestly, he wasn’t sure what to think.

“If word changes, you’ll be the first to know. But in the meantime, if you need anything just call.”

“Who is her power of attorney?”

And for once, Terrence grew silence, the smile that he once had faded. OA had a feeling Terrence knew something he didn’t. Something about (Y/n) that she had yet to unpack for him.

“That’s a bit more complicated. Because the last person we have on file, it’s not someone I want to call up.”

“Who is it?”

“(Y/n) always meant to tell you about him, OA. He was a bastard of a man who almost ruined (Y/n)...he almost destroyed her chances at ever being in a relationship. Well to ever be her happy self again, he tore her apart piece by piece until here was almost nothing left.” OA could feel his blood begin to boil even hearing this vague description. Wanting nothing more than to hunt down the man and punch him square in the face for even daring to hurt the kind hearted woman. But he knew it was best saved for another time, when lives weren’t in the balance. “ And then, you came along OA. I wasn’t sure at first about the whole thing but I saw the way (Y/n) looked at you and you looked at her. I saw how you lit up her world every time you stopped by the hospital or when you texted. You showed her that it was alright to open herself up and love again. You showed her how to be happy again. I’m as grateful for you as (Y/n) is.”

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Beep! Beep! Beep!

Her eyes fluttered opened to a scene before her. It was early morning, the sun’s rays flooding through the blinds casting light into the room. There she lied, a smile adorned, as she took in the sight before her: OA sound asleep by her side, soft snores escaping his lips. He looked so peaceful...so handsome and perfect, she could barely even fathom being here. Despite in the sounds of a car going on, nothing really could break this moment.

(Y/n) reached her hand eye, her thumb tracing his well defined features. Shaping the sculpture of a man that laid before her.

“How did I get so lucky?” (Y/n) murmured, planting a kiss on his forehead. Only to hear a small chuckle.

“I should be asking the same thing.”

The two giggled before embracing one another, their lips gently meeting as they danced in harmony. Their hearts skipping a beat in unity as they cherished this moment forever. A memory imprinted on their minds, like they framed it up high. They never wanted to leave this room, they never wanted to leave this moment since it was simply perfect.

Her lips curved into a smile as they parted ways but as she opened her eyes, hoping to see OA, they only opened to see him.

“Hello darling.”

And the heart that once beated so fast, now stopped. A cold chill ran up her spine as panic began to rise. She could feel her trembling hands trying to push him away, trying to get him off her.

“Now, now, we’re just getting started. You’re the one who wanted this after all.”

“N-No. P-Please s-stop.”

“You can’t deny me, darling.”

Goosebumps rose as last night’s leftovers threaten to rise. Feeling her shaking hands bound over her head, feeling as his other hand explored her every inch, she just wanted it to stop. Yet despite her pleas he continued as he pleased.

Just like he had done over and over again.

It wasn’t always like this. It wasn’t always like this toxic push and pull, there were once happy times. They were both happy once upon a time. Until those darker parts began to show and take over. She tried to leave numerous times but it first began that he promised to stop but when it didn’t, when she was serious this time, things turned ugly. Leaving her trapped in a place she once called home, unable to call for help even if she could.

Only hoping that soon someone would realize that something was wrong...that they would come crashing through that door soon.

But it never came.

“Stop crying already!” (Y/n) could feel the burning sensation before his hand even made contact with her cheek. Tears streamed steadily down her face as she cried out for help that would never come. “Come on, (Y/n). I can’t be the only who’s trying to make this work. We were happy.”

“Then you changed.”

“I’m...I’m not the bad guy! Stop painting me as one.”

“Stop acting as one. You think the man before me is the man I fell in love with. You think he’s the one I wanted to marry, where I would say ‘I do’ a thousand times over, because he’s not.”

Another hit made her neck twist uncomfortably as sobs escaped her lips. Especially feeling him beginning to push in without a care of what she felt. And if that wasn’t enough, she felt his hands tighten around her neck, squeezing more and more tightly until breath could longer come in.

“This isn’t my fault.”

Feeling her life begin to drain and she so desperately clawed at his arms and face. But it was only grabs to keep on living in this miserable reality.

If only that would have happened, seeing this was his tactic again and again. And by the time she came to again, he apologize continuously, taking care of her like he did back then.

“(Y/n)!”

Hearing that voice, hope returned as she tried to shout with all her might. But her guardian angel found her with trying, punching her shell of a husband without hesitation while cradling her ever so gently.

“It’s going to be alright. Don’t worry, I’m going to take care of you. And that bastard won’t ever lay his hands on you again.”

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“So after all these years, she finally needs me again? Funny how things work out, huh?”

OA held his tongue for now but hearing the way he talked about (Y/n), like she was still his...like he belonged to her despite everything. OA wondered how he even managed to get a woman like (Y/n) in the first place. Better yet why he would even think about harming even a hair on her.

“Warren, so help me God, one wrong comment and I’ll beat your ass again. Put your that massive ego aside and do something good for (Y/n). You owe her that much after all the hell you put her through.”

“Hey now, I still love her as much as I ever did.”

“Then prove it. Make the right decision, make sure she survives. Better yet, after she does survive, let her wake up to you finally signing those divorce papers. She deserves to finally be happy, Warren. So make the right decision.”

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Hey everyone! Thanks for the support, I really appreciate it. I wasn’t even sure about posting this story but it’s hard not to seeing the idea just wouldn’t stop running through my head. Anyway, I do try to post as often as I can but I do have another story on this platform and I have other stories on other platforms to keep up with. Not to mention school, work, and other things, I’ll try my best though! Same to replying to others as it depends on when I check here. Anyway I hope you all are doing well and I have a few others to tag for their support:

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ask-randy-jade · 16 days

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cracks your spine cutely

-for legal reasons this was abel not gingi trust on skibidi

GUH ,,OA,,

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self-proclaimed-chaotic-good · 2 years

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Spotify Playlists and Starbucks Cards | Angel Torres x Reader

Prompt: Pain

Word: 1389

Fandom: Nope (2022)

A/N: Super late Writer's Month entry. Been meaning to write for him. I’m so happy that Brandon was in this movie. I loved his character from The OA and I was sad that it got canceled, so it was nice to see him getting projects like this. How do I title again?

Summary: One late shift at Fry’s Electronics with Angel led you to joining him and the Haywoods on the quest for the Oprah shot of a UFO. The aftermath of a series of adrenaline inducing events came peace, silence, and a little sense of normalcy.

You gradually came to, finding yourself tightly cocooned in a tattered piece of tarp that you, Angel, and Antlers were huddled under, trying to get the perfect shot. The sun was going down and you could feel the wind through the tarp’s opening. You wrestled your way out, sliding your body the rest of the way. Once free, you slowly rose onto your knees and looked around. You were far from the Haywood house, the lights like a beacon through the darkening landscape.

A beam of light was quickly making their way towards you and you realized in your hazy state that it was Angel. There was a flood of relief that washed over you as he came closer, littered with cuts and scrapes but still in one piece.

“Did we do it?” you asked, your legs giving in when you tried to stand.

Angel swiftly swooped over, catching you by the waist. “Yeah, yeah, we did it,” he said, smiling.

“And the others? Em? OJ?” You looked over his shoulder at the house again, not seeing any movement through the windows.

“They’re making their way back right now. Em made it all the way to Jupiter’s Claim and got the shot. She managed to kill Jean Jacket, well we think she did, and we got OJ back. Then, the news crew showed up, so they had to deal with that right after.”

He made you lean onto him as the two of you made your way back to the house. There was a peaceful silence that fell between you two, using the rest of your strength to get back. All you wanted to do now was collapse in a giant bed and hibernate for a few days. Once inside the house, you and Angel slumped onto the nearest kitchen chair, catching your breath.

“I think we got some footage on the side that we could –”

“I don’t really care about that now,” you interrupted. You rubbed your face, spreading dirt that still remained on your palm. “We need to take a look at those cuts.”

“I’m fine,” Angel said, jerking forward as you slowly got out of your chair.

“Where’s the bathroom?”

He sighed in defeat, pointing in the direction down the hall. You scrunch your fingers through his hair as you pass him, a habit you started after the first few weeks of working together at the electronics store. Once in the bathroom, you rifled through their medicine cabinet and under the sink for what you needed to treat Angel’s cuts.

When you came back, he had just finished wiping himself down with a wet paper towel, his body slumped against the kitchen counter. You carried a chair closer and he let you pull him down to sit, his eyes closing slowly as exhaustion set in again.

Without a word, you got to work laying out your supplies, kneeling next to his chair, and started cleaning his wounds. They weren’t too deep, but you could see where the barbs snagged into his skin when he was being sucked in by Jean Jacket. When you started cleaning one of his bigger cuts, he winced in pain, his eyes opening just a crack.

“Hey,” you said, smiling softly.

The corners of his lips slowly turned up. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Can I tell you something? Usually I would have reserved it for, like, before our potential death, but since it’s after and we survived –”

“What is it, Angel?”

He huffed, his eyes more awake than before as he looked at you. “I think I like you. Like, really like you.”

You paused your cleaning, your brain trying to catch up with the words he just said. “Are you saying that you only wait until there’s a situation where you might die to confess romantic feelings for someone?” you asked incredulously. Sure, he just confessed, but your mind works in a strange way to cope with the fact that your best friend actually had feelings for you.

“Is that what you got out of that? I just bled my heart out –”

“Not exactly a Shakespeare or a Jane Austen way of confessing, so I wouldn’t say bled it out –”

But I’m serious right now,” he insisted, reaching out for your wrist.

You hoped that he couldn’t feel your pulse racing as he leaned closer. “I’m serious, too. You didn’t even tell me before we tried to get Jean Jacket, you told me after. You could have told me weeks ago.”

He snorted. “We’re friends. I couldn’t just spring that on you like that. Now, we’ve just gone through some shit together, so I figured, you know, now would be a good time. I’m not expecting you to like me back, I’m just putting it out there. From the time you gave me your Starbucks card to the hair scrunching, the jokes after a customer complaint on the phone, and sci-fi movie debates. Every day, I fell a little bit more… in love with you.”

“Jesus, Gellie Bean. You fell in love with me because I gave you my Starbucks card? There was only $8 in that thing.”

“Come on, dude,” he groaned, leaning back again and rubbing his face in frustration and embarrassment.

“Sorry, I’m just trying to wrap my head around this since whenever I bring up something that remotely reminds you of your ex, you kept whining about how she ditched you and now she’s got a pilot on the CW or something. I know you always offer to cover when I need a break at work, and you’d introduce me to your favorite music and shared your spotify playlist with me, and you’d get me Starbucks and a spinach feta wrap with that Starbucks card that you’ve kept, but how was I supposed to know that you were even interested in me when you sounded like you were still hung up about your ex?”

Angel opened his mouth, then shut it with a click, nodding in understanding. “I… yeah, I can see how that’s confusing.” He scratched his head, scrunching his face in thought before clearing his throat. “So, uh, wanna go grab a bite some time? Just us two?”

You raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, maybe some spinach feta wrap with your Starbucks card or something,” he teased.

“You’re stupid.”

You shoved his shoulder, shaking your head with a smile. He grinned widely, pulling at your wrist until your faces were inches apart, your elbows resting on his thighs. Your stomach fluttered as he gazed adoringly at you before swooping down to capture your lips. You lifted yourself up until you were almost straddling him as you kissed back, running a hand through his hair.

“Listen, you two are cute, but can we not deal with this now?” Emerald said, strolling through the kitchen to get something from the fridge.

“Uh, when did you guys get back?” Angel asked, clearing his throat.

“Just now. We got a guest room, in case y’all forgot, so if you guys wanna…,” Emerald trailed off with a cheeky wink, handing a cold beer to her brother who was silently lounging in the other room.

Your face heated as you pulled away from Angel. “Thanks, Em, but I think we’re gonna get something to eat. You guys want anything?”

Emerald looked over at OJ who raised a thumbs up. “No, we’re good for now. Enjoy your date, lovebirds.”

“Thanks, Em,” you and Angel said, quickly cleaning up the kitchen before heading out.

Emerald watched the two of you scramble out to the van and smirked. “You owe me money,” she said.

OJ rolled his eyes. “I don’t remember making a bet with you.”

“Well, I remember. I remember saying how if those two don’t get their shit together, we should do that thing that dad talked about to breed horses.”

“We train horses, we don’t breed them. We are not putting our two friends into a dark room so they could get together,” OJ said.

“We’re not, because we don’t have to now!”

OJ lied down on the couch with a sigh, setting his beer on the side table before closing his eyes.

“So…,” Em started again.

OJ hummed, telling her he was listening.

“How are we going to clean the house outside?”

OJ opened his eyes again. “Fuck.”

#writersmonth2022 #writer's month #angel torres x reader #angel torres #haywood siblings #nope movie #angel torres fic

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So, I remember you mentioning the skull bit on Smi's head is not a mask. Is it sewn? Is it fused? Is it part of his head? If one were to take it off, would we have to rip it clean? Slip a knife underneath and cut tissue? Crack with a hammer and start pulling off the broken chunks?

It's all part of my head! The visible part of my skull is part of a fusion to my more human skull. Where my skin meets the underside of my bone nose it just sort of stops haha I think if you were to remove just the top part youd need a bone saw to do it cleanly :Oa Or you could just use a hammer

#smigglesask #my sona

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melodystone57 · 7 months

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Beware My Power, Green Lanterns Light Part 2

“Hal Jordan of Earth, soon to be former Green Lantern of sector 2814. You are now charged with treason, grand thef-” Apa accused Hal since the moment the Meeting Started.

“Let's postpone my lynching until I tell you a couple of things,” Hal said over Apa. The Latter definitely did not agree with that. But also did not object to it either.

“What have you found, Hal Jordan?” Ganthat asked

“You see these handsome devils? They're the Lantern killers you said didn't exist. Call themselves Red Lanterns. Ring any bells?”

“He has concocted this ruse to save himself from a deserved punishment.” Said Apa.

“Respectfully, sir. I got an aching jaw that says they ain't no ruse.” Kilowog agreed with Hal and me.

“Their Power Rings fire some sort of red energy that-” I started, only to be questioned by Says “They have rings?! Powered by what?” She asked while moving closer to get a better look at Red Lanterns

“Best guess? A huge desire to mash us all into pulp.” I continued

“Kilowog of Bolovax Vik. What is your recommendation?” Ganthet asked as he looked at Kilowog.

“ I say we high tail it back to Oa, cram the interceptor with as many GLs as she'll hold ultra-warp back, and kick their red butts until they're black and blue!” Many seemed appalled by Kilowog’s choice of words.

“Despite the colorful terminology, a logical course of action.” Says agreed.

Aya popped into the Main Console viewpoint to Announce “Sensors have picked up an unmanned probe sweeping the area. Markings match the insignia of the recently encountered hostiles.” She pulled up a picture of a red and black drone that looked like a bass clef.

“Right. Red Lanterns. Aya, plot intercept course. It's going time.” Hal Ordered.

“Hal Jordan of Earth, do not terminate this communication..!” Apa interjected Angerly

“Sorry, gotta take this, don't be a stranger.”

Moving the ship to follow the probe was hard. Dodging asteroids and moving in and out of tight spaces, we got closer to the probe before it swan-dived down. Trying to follow it we kept getting shot but were never able to return fire without hitting asteroids.

“Forget about snaring it, just blast it!” I yelled.

In doing so we received a hard blast, “Warning! Shield degrading.” Aya Warned.

“Hal, break off! Stick to the plan. We go for reinforcements, then come back!” Kilowog Yelled.

“We can't let this thing give away our position!”

“What position?! We're going home! The Red Lanterns caught you with your pants down back on that rock and you want payback!”

After a couple more shots being fired by us, it hit the engine hard. “Direct hit to port ampoules. Shield's degrading to critical. Please do not let that happen again.” Aya Spoke up over the sound of the gun firing. Flying above we were able to figure out its flight patterns. Following closely we saw that it was about to fly over a giant asteroid.

“Get ready to fire when I clear that rock,” Hal yelled. He makes a drilling construct so that we can go through the asteroid. Once we were through we flew up a caught it.

“Pekaboo.” I teased

It tried to turn around only for me and Kilowog to fire two shots at it, destroying it.

“Happy?” Kilowog asked Hal very angrily.

“That felt good! A probe like that means the Red Lanterns are more than two killers with rings and a symbol. They're organized.”

“Yeah Looks like we can't hog all the fun. Let's hit HQ and load up the boys like we planned. Aya, take us home.” I advised.

“Arching ultra-warp drives. Ready in three two one Impel.”

As the engine glowed preparing for take-off, we shot forth and stopped immediately after. All of us smacking and hitting the consoles.

“ Are we there Yet?” Shyir Rev (The wounded Lantern) asked. Getting up and taking a look at every one. Some looked like they were about to toss their cookies.

“Aya, what happened?” I asked.

“Overload due to hairline crack in the ultra-warp coil. Most likely caused by the last missile hit by the enemy probe. “All of us looked at Hal after she said the last part. Raising his hands he “For the record, she said most likely Not totally likely.” he said defensively.

“What does that mean?” Shyir Rev asked.

“It means we're gonna be a little late to Oa. That's okay, I like to make an entrance. Aya, please estimate the time for repairs.” I said.

“Calculating. - Ultra-warp ready in nine point two” Hal interrupted “Nine minutes, no problem!”

“Okay, Can we form a construct and replace the defective part for the ride home?” I Asked

“The construct would have to be an exact copy of the ultra-warp coil mechanism. And it's 56 moving parts to within a 0. 8162 microns tolerance”

“An any of you do that?” I asked as I looked at everyone

“ I make Hammers,” said Kilowog

“ Look, maybe it's for the best The Guardians won't deal with the problem like we will. We'll make those Red Lanterns pay” Hal said as he walked over to the Steering Console. Shyir Rev Started to fall out of his chair, Kilowog noticed and quickly caught him.

“Is he okay?” I asked Kilowog concerned.

“Just a little lightheaded He's taken a beating. He needs a real doctor, he's not making nine hours, never mind nine months”

“ I was kinda looking forward to seeing Oa”

I looked down at the floor ashamed, because f completely forgot about his condition “Aya, scan for the nearest inhabited world. Preferably one with a hospital.” I ordered.

“ Don't bother I know my own sector anywhere. We're not far from my home colony.” Shyir Rev said as he looked out in space towards his planet's sun.

“Sounds like a good place to lay low for a while and get you fixed up,” I said. We platted Course for the planet and engaged hyper speed.

After Landing at Shyir’s home, a woman walks out with medical supplies and starts to help Shyir Rev.

“Ow.” He said

“Don't be such a baby. “ She teased as she continued to patch him up.

“Very handy to have a doctor for a wife,” I said.

“Medicine is something I picked up because of my husband's second job.” She said as she looked over at me.

“She's actually the colony's head geologist. I was an engineer, that was how we met. Beata's the genius who dreamed up using the volcano's lava as thermal power.” Shyir said proudly.

“So was that your secret identity, engineer?” He asked Shyir, walking over to us from the ship.

“Secret what?” He asked confused

“ That's Hal's hang-up, that thing on his face, it's a mask. He wears it in case some earthling sneaks into the interceptor, while in space mind you, and goes: Aha! The Green Lantern on my planet is Hal Jordan! I'm telling everyone!” Kilowog laughed out teasing Hal.

“ Haha Talk to me when your planet invents paparazzi and the 24-hour news cycle.”

I heard two a sound of small feet running and looked behind me, only to have to look under and watch as a little girl ran over to Shyir yelling “Daddy, Daddy!”

“Wait Who is this giant?1 What have you done with my daughter Amala?” He teased as he tickled her.

“I am Amala.” The little girl said as she giggled.

“Now, now Time for hugs later. Let daddy rest.” His wife said. She stretched out her hand to her daughter waiting for her to take it. Amala went running to her mother, grabbing her hand and turning around to look at her father.

“Bye, Daddy!”

“This is some place Kinda reminds me of where I grew up Bolovax Vik,” Kilowog said looking out at the village sadly

“I'm sorry. Even here we heard about its destruction.” Said Shyir, offering his condolences.

I remember when that happened. Kilowog was overly strict with the recruits, to the point I had to pull him aside and talk to him. Only to get tears and snot from him instead.

“Your planet was destroyed? I-I never knew.” Hal said

“Just concentrate on gettin' us out of this mess you made hotshot,” He said as he walked further away from us and the ship.

“ Attention! I have found a tracking device on the interceptor's hull and require assistance removing it.” Aya Rang out over the PA system.

Flying closer to the ship, I noticed a black dot with a smaller red dot inside it. Getting Next to the wing, I was able to detect it was a tracker. I tried slashing it with a green rope. But all it did was fall to the ground. Dropping down I land on the tracker with my foot smashing it to bits.

Hal walked over witnessing my finding of the tracker.

“Do you think they. . ?” He asked

“Pretty sure they do,” I confirmed. The ground started to rumble when a black cylinder started to land. Black legs were extracted from within to support its weight for the landing. Once it had settled and red Holographic screen displayed itself in the sky showing a red man with yellow eyes, and black lips. He looked like Two-Face but pure red.

“This colony now enjoys the protection of the Red Lantern Corps. You have been liberated from the tyranny of the Guardians. But their Green Lantern lackeys are here You have one solar hour to bring these war criminals to us or your planet will be vaporized” He said ending the Message.

“ Those murdering red-” Kilowog started but was interrupted by Shyir rev

“We have to turn ourselves over to them.”

“Shyir, no!”

“We don't have a choice!” he Tried to reason with his wife

“ These guys are murderers. They're gonna blow up this rock no matter what you do!” Kilowog pointed out while death stared the liberator down

“ We do have a choice. We can fight them. And keep fighting, until we can't fight anymore.” I suggested

That thing is a fortress. A frontal attack would be suicide.” Kilowog fought back, getting closer to me.

“Hey, if you've got another way, I'm all ears, but we've got to take that thing out!”

“The Earth-Woman is right, we must go! “Shyir said. We started flying over there but only got maybe 5 feet before we got called back by his wife.

“Shyir, wait! I have another way!”

“Boy, I hope she is right about this. I'm bakin' here!” Kilowog exclaimed while He, Shyir, and I flew in the volcano towards the Liberator.

“ She's always right. This way” he directed us right under the liberator. Flying further up I cut a hole large enough to fit all of us at the bottom of the planet killer. Once we flew in we headed up a path of stairs. After a couple of seconds, we got to a door, I knocked yelling out housekeeping.

Kilowog did not share my amusement and just kicked down the door.

“ That must be the control panel.” I pointed out, looking at a large cylinder with small red buttons on it. We walked closer to get a better look.

“ Do you think you can disarm it, Rev? Kilowog asked

“I'll need a few minutes-” He was interrupted when a red energy almost hit us. Looking over at the window, Razer was standing there with his arm still up.

“ Die, die, die! “ He exclaimed shooting more shots at us. I set up a green force field

“Hurry up, Rev!” I yelled. I could feel the shield was already breaking.

“ This guy's not playing around!” said Kilowog, charging at Razer. He swags his hammer aimlessly at Razer to try and get him.

“ Keep him back, for just a couple of minutes. “ Shyir exclaimed as he continued working on the wires. I flew over towards Kilowog to help him only to get shot backwards a couple of feet.

“This is your fault! You Green Lanterns might enjoy destroying worlds. But I do not!” Razer yelled as he conjured a red whip and slashed at us. Dodging out of the way I dumped into Kilowog and sent him to the ground.

“ In case you haven't been keeping up on current events you guys put this thing here and pressed the button! You wanna help!? Stop fighting us!” I tried to reason with him, only for my words to fall on deaf ears.

“ I won't listen to your lies. I'll destroy you both! “ He charged towards me, earning a roundhouse to the face.

“And what, you gonna mass murder them by blowing up the planet!? You know what you're fighting against, Razer. But what are you fighting for?!” I pointed out while delivering a kick to his chest sending him out the window.

“Dumb kid, Where is Shyir? Let's have some good news! “Kilowog said, flying over towards Rev. Flowwing him I sat next to Rev to try to help him.

“Detonation in thirty seconds”

“We need to move away. “Kilowog exclaimed pulling me up to my feet. And towards the window.

Three Two One. Detonate. Detonate. A red laser shot down within the unit towards the explosive. Rev took action and created a barrier to stop the laser.

“Time to go,” I yelled out looking at Rev.

“ I can keep the laser from igniting the plutonium, for a little while anyway. I know what happened to Bolovax Vik. If you had a chance to save your world What would you do?” He said looking at the kilowog. I looked down not only in despair but in condolence as to what was about to happen.

“It's been an honor. “Kilowog said as we flew over to the window. Heading towards the village we created a giant claw to scoop people up before it was too late. When it looked like we got everyone, we started our ascend into space and put as much distance as we could between us and the liberator. 5 minutes passed when it finally exploded, taking Shyir along with it. The entire planet glowed and cracked before it too joined Shyir. Everyone watched as the liberator took the only home they had ever known and a family member as well. I looked over a kilowog, whose face was hard as a rock.

“Let's go find Hal,” He said. Thankfully it didn't take us long to find him

“Are you gonna help us with this, hotshot?” Kilowog exclaimed

“Kilowog, Rory!”

“We got most of the colonists up before the big bang, but our rings are running low.”

“I believe I can help,” said Aya over the PA on the Interceptor. Shooting a green beam towards our Bubble. Relieving us and our Rings of the weight. We looked over at Razer, only to find him in a bubble without a ring.

“What's he doing inside that bubble?” I asked curiously

“Never mind him. You are a sight for sore eyes. You too, Aya.”

“Thank you.” She replied

“What about Rev. Did he make it?” Hal asked, and I couldn't meet his eyes. Shyir's ring flew towards and past us on the way to Oa. We all looked down or away.

“ I hope everyone knows the sacrifice Shyir made,” Hal said as we stood on a nearby planet that was now the home of Shyir’s people.

“They do. The elders are going to name our new planet after him.” said his wife while holding Amala in her arms. She was trying to hold back tears. I walked over towards them and put my hand on her cheek lovingly.

“Your daddy was very brave, Amala. He saved us all.

“Is it okay if I still miss him?”

“Yeah. We all will.” I replied, Her mother and her went over to join the people in hopes of building their new home.

“You know, Shyir did save them all. He asked me what I'd do if I had another chance to save my planet. And that's when it hit me, I'd save the people.” Kilowog explained to Hal.

“At least one of us got it right.” He Replied

“The cooling system is now functional. Continuing repairs.” Aya Debriefed, as we sat together in the cock pit.

“So, what's next?” I asked looking between Hal and Kilowog.

“Next, we find the Red Lanterns,” Hal answered

“Just how are we gonna stop who knows how many super-powered Red Lanterns with just the three of us?” Kilowog asked while walking over to Hal.

“That's a really good question, Kilowog. Here's another one, what should we do with the one we captured?” I pointed out as we all looked at Razer in the holding cell.

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Chicago Intelligence Part Four ! :)

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The next morning came and you actually slept well. Which you hadn’t done in months .

When you woke up Omar was still sleeping so you decided to let him sleep. God knows he probably needed it with everything that he had been through.

You gently rolled out the bed and went and got ready for the day trying to be as quiet as possible.

After you finished your usual morning routine you got your phone and saw Maggie texted you to tell her when you guys were awake as she was ready to go.

You texted her to meet you down in the lobby and you were ready to go. You grabbed your keys and purse and then headed out gently shutting the door behind you.

You made your way down to the lobby and saw Maggie was sitting down there waiting as well. When she saw you walking up to her she got up and smiled and walked over to you.

“Hey Y/N where’s OA “ Maggie asked, hugging you.

“He’s still sleeping, though I would give him some rest,” you said, hugging her back.

“So what’s the plan for today?” You asked.

“I thought we should head down to the local FBI office and see what we can dig up in our investigation” Maggie said

“Yeah and who should be included in this investigation” You asked

Maggie paused and looked at your for a second. Not sure on what to say she didn’t want to hurt you or come in the middle between you and your dad.

So you thought you should point out the elephant in the room so it wasn’t awkward

. It was a little hard because if you were being honest it felt like you were forced to pick sides. Like who your loyalties line with.

“I know we have to investigate with going on with intelligence department” You said

Maggie gave you a sad smile and placed her arm on top of yours.

“Y/N It’s okay if you don’t want to get involved with whatever is going on You don’t have to choose” Maggie said.

You sighed and then looked over at her

“I know I want to and It’s not personal but whatever is going on we have to put an end to it. Intelligence can’t treat people like I don’t care who it is but it’s not right” You said

“I agree from what I saw and the way OA was acting I think they did that to him and we need to figure out what they know because it will probably crack this case wide open” Maggie said.

“I agree so we look into everything we can this morning with fresh eyes and I’ll text OA to meet us down there when he wakes up” you said.

‘Sounds like a plan but first breakfast I’m hungry and guessing you are too” Maggie said

“I’m always hungry no matter what” you said making the both of you laugh.

The two of you headed out of the hotel and down to the car. You both decided to grab something easy you could eat on the way to work.

After grabbing some coffee and sandwiches you were both in your way. While on the way in your phone started ringing and you thought it was probably Omar but was surprised to see who it was.

You looked over at Maggie and then decided to put the phone on speaker so she could hear.

“Hey Dad what’s up” You asked you could see Maggie looking over at you.

“What the hell did you do” He asked you could tell by the way his voice was he ticked off which was rare for your dad.

“I don’t know what you are saying, what’s wrong” You asked

“Come on Y/N stop playing games with me right now where is he you don’t know what you done” Jay said

“Who what did I do I have no clue what’s happening” You said

“Omar where is he we came into work this morning saying the was sprung and I know you were talking to him yesterday” Jay said

“Yeah we asked him a couple of questions and then we moved on what’s wrong with that I didn’t release him and what’s the big deal if he made bail anyways” You asked

“Because this guy is dangerous and that’s all i’m going to say and please don’t lie if i find out you had something to do with him being released” Jay said

“I didn’t and even if I did don’t you think your being too personal about this” You asked

“We have been working this case for a while now and the feds just come in and screw everything up” Jay said

You were taking this personal now so you got upset.

“Look I said I didn’t okay and even if I did I saw the way he was in that cell all beat up and bruised that’s not how you treat people I know Voight did that and what ever the FBI ends doing it’s not personal but you have a job to do and so do I and I’m not backing down off of this and where ever the arrest may lie so be it” You said

You just hung up the phone after that, too upset to speak.

You weren’t trying to pick sides but now it kinda feels like your dad clearly chose his and it wasn’t you so you had to look out for you now.

You tried to relax not wanting to let your blood pressure get to high for the sake of the twins. Maggie reached over and grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Y/N you okay that was rough” Maggie said

“I’m okay it just is messed up you know I don’t get why he takes it out on me like I am being to emotional because of the pregnancy or because it’s involving Omar” You asked

“Look i think it a rough situation for everyone but he did just take a lot out on you which wasn’t fair” Maggie said

“Yeah I was also hoping he would reveal something but he didn’t he’s playing something really close to the vest so we got to figure it out there worried about something” You said

“What could they be worried about” Maggie asked

“Probably something Illegal I know Voight he doesn’t play by the rules and his way of doing things so what ever it is it’s not good” You said

“Yeah that’s the vibes I was getting from them even after we picked up OA something was telling me it wasn’t right over there” Maggie said

Next thing you know we reached the FBI field office and parked and then headed in.

It was weird because they didn’t have the JOC like we did. Also not knowing anyone it felt like you were intruding.

You went to your work space where everything was where you all left it from yesterday. You and Maggie walked in and went to work.

The first thing was he had to go over all the case files and start from the beginning. When you look at things different with fresh eyes it can go a long way.

Everything seemed like it was coming back to Chicago and your dad’s unit so you know you had to start there from the top again.

You already knew everything was redacted from intelligence files. So you had to go around them. You pulled OA’s name in the database and the CI’s profile.

Omar didn’t have a name in the database which some would see as good news but you knew that wasn’t right.

They had plans for him that weren’t good and by keeping his name out the files it couldn’t connect back to them.

They must have just run his name and that was it causing an alert in the system.

The CI came as a surprise to you. He was a former Ranger as well he told Jay about military weapons that were being sold.

It was possible being another ranger he knew OA told Jay and that was the connection.

We just needed OA to confirm what you were thinking. Maggie was working on the original case as well. Seeing if there was anything that could help up solve this thing.

We still had to have a main focus on the fact there was military style weapons being sold to terrorists. We just prayed they were planning on any huge attacks.

It was hard because who knew one case would turn into a snowball affect.

Maggie was sitting across from you looking at the case files she had this look of concentration on her face.

“Finding anything helpful” You asked

“No nothing else that’s popping up we need OA to talk to see what he knows” Maggie said

Next thing you know your phone started ringing and it was like he knew because it was OA calling you. You put the phone on speaker and sat it on the table.

“Hey Omar your on speaker I’m here with Maggie” You said

“Where are you guys where did you go” He asked

“You didn’t see your phone I texted you to meet us at the FBI office not all of us can sleep in until noon” You said making a joke.

“Haha very funny okay I’m on my way down” He said

“Good hurry up we need you to fill some stuff in for us” Maggie said

“I’ll be there as soon as I can” OA said

We said our goodbyes and we both felt a sigh of relief when he said he was coming down.

About 30 minutes later OA showed up in his street clothes doubting he had a suit on him.

He came in and it still broke your heart seeing his face. The bruises and cuts still fresh all over him.

He walked over to Maggie placing a hand on her back then walking over to you and sitting down next to you.

He reached over and gave your belly a quick rub before you sat up on your chair. You reached over and grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Hey are you okay are you gonna be alright to do this” You asked

He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze and looked over at you and flashed a smile at you.

“I’m good what do you need to know” OA asked

“First off we need to know who attacked you” Maggie said

OA didn’t say anything and I could feel him tense up next to me.

“Hey it’s okay don’t protect anyone we need to know okay so what ever the truth is you need to tell us” You said.

After a moment of quiet he finally spoke up

“Yeah okay It was Hank Voight , Jay was there at the meet up he doesn’t know I’m a fed after the deal went off they took me back to interrogation I wouldn’t talk or say anything I needed to maintain my cover” OA said

“Then after a while of me not talking he sent me down to the cage and their methods down here are different but I still never said anything so they kept me in my cage” OA said

Your heart broke and maybe it was the hormones but picturing them beat up OA broke your heart and brought tears to your eyes.

“Did they have anything legit to hold you were you there as a buyer or seller” Maggie asked

“I was there with a partner to the main seller we didn’t have the weapons on us it was just supposed to be a meeting between me him and Jay the main buyer wanted to feel him out” OA said

“No actual evidence was there no reason for an arrest so I don’t get what happened” OA said

“Chicago is what happened” You said

“Who is the main buyer” Maggie asked

“I was working with a local extremist group people who did not play around and I would tell them I had a connection to someone who could get them weapons” OA said

“That Night the main guy I was getting my weapons from was a guy named Jordan he was where I was getting my products from” OA said

He continued on talking with the rest of the story

“The night of the arrest me and Jordan meant with Jay. Jordan wanted a feel on the guy we just talked about army stuff and that’s it no mentions of weapons no reasons for an arrest but that didn’t stop them” OA said

“Yeah because they had some intel probably from a source and then Intelligence didn’t want to leave a paper trail that could lead back to them. So they had another off the books case which is common” You said

“Hey I have a question thought and maybe it’s not related but you contact down Agent Todd when was the last time you talked to him” You asked

Maggie gave you a look that had confusion written all over her face. OA didn’t though which meant you were on the right track

“It’s been a minute I usually got into contact with Isobel, Agent Todd I never trusted him he was quiet when I would call he didn’t answer I just got some weird vibes I never trusted him” OA said

“Why where is your head going with this Y/N” Maggie asked

“What if Agent Todd Is dirty what if he is in Hank Voight’s pocket and that’s how this case got on their laps. Voight could pay Todd for intel he told Voight about a big weapons case that was coming in and that’s something Voight would want to collar” You said

“Wouldn’t he tell Voight OA is an Agent though” Maggie asked

“ I wouldn’t If i were him because then that would blow up in his face and connect back to Todd” You said

“I get where your going but we need proof” OA said

“So we set them up in a honey trap” You said

“I’m listening” Maggie said

“We Have OA check In with Todd OA will tell him about a time location and place where a major buy is going down if intelligence shows up we caught them only Todd would know about this place” You said

“And being OA’s point of contact he can’t say anything nor he wouldn’t have a reason to because it’s a Fed case so we give him some bad intel saying were looking at this buyer at this place” Maggie said

“Then we go in question intelligence and with OA’s testimony about everything we got them” You said

“I like it but Y/N I know he’s your dad but are you really going to be okay with taking him down” OA asked

“I mean he was hell bent on taking you down and I’m just trying to do what’s right” You said

“I want to trust my dad but I don’t know where his loyalties lie right now and if i tell him I don’t know if he will just run and tell voight” You said being honest

“So before we go in motion with our plan we should sit down and talk to your dad me and you no OA we tell him were investigating the case leave out all vital information then we see what he says and doesn’t say his reaction should tell us where his head is at” Maggie said

“I like it let’s do it” You said

The plan was set in motion. You called your dad he answered you kept on speaker so everyone could hear.

“Hey dad look can we talk me you and Maggie I think we need to sit down no one else” You said

“Okay let’s do it where you wanna meet” Jay asked

“How about the diner down on 3rd street” You asked

“I’ll be there in 20” Jay said hanging up the phone when did it become so cold with your dad you thought

You and Maggie got up and OA got up too. He wrapped you in a hug and kissed the top of your head. Then he walked over to Maggie giving her a hug as well.

“Be careful guys I know it’s your dad but still” OA said.

“We will you be careful to where are you going to be” You asked

“I’ll head back to the hotel and keep a low profile” OA said

“We’ll call you once it’s over” Maggie said.

OA nodded and walked out with you guys. He walked you to the car and he gave you a small quick kiss and then he hugged Maggie again.

You could tell it was killing him; he couldn't go with you guys. He just wanted to protect the two of you.

He opened up the car door for you and held your hand and got in. Maggie walked over to the driver’s side and got in.

“Be careful please” OA said

“We will it will be quick and it’s just my dad” you said

“Love you” he said

“Love you too” You said back to him

He tapped the car and backed away and waved bye to you guys. Then you and Maggie headed down to the diner.

When you reached there, no one was there. So you figured maybe he was just running a few minutes late.

After about 20 minutes of waiting it wa clear he wasn’t coming. Then you got a text from your dad that just said

“I’m sorry for this. I really am”

You knew where he kept his loyalties, it felt like this was just the proof. So now what ever happened you can say at least you tried.. So wherever the cards may fall so be it.

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