I hate you more (Five Hargreeves x reader)

51(s2)

"I knew it." Allison muttered with a smile. 

"What?" I asked, honestly a little concerned. 

"I won't tell you the gender or anything, but- nevermind it should be a surprise to you and my brother. "

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed to find my husband. 

The sisters scurried down the stairs to see the news. 

It claimed all the Hargreaves siblings were criminals and that Five was kidnapped and I was kidnaped as well. Seems they didn't catch my stomach, which is a good thing.

Five smiled to himself for a second and I gave him a questioning look.

"Authorities are asking that the public keep an eye out for this boy, for they fear he is being held hostage." The man on Tv said. 

"Well, it's true." I glared at him. "I do feel like I'm being held hostage most days."

The siblings argued amongst themselves for a moment as I zoned out. 

We stopped doomsday, but something wasn't sitting right with me. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

My thoughts were cut short again by none other than my favorite brother in law; Klaus. 

He stumbled down the stairs, reeking of alcohol. 

"It's only a matter of time before they hunt us down here." Allison said. 

"Well where are we supposed to go?" Vanya replied, quite worridly. 

Klaus decided that this was the perfect time to invest something to the conversation. 

"There's a church outside -" he stumbled on his words "- we could totally stay there! Sure the popes are a little weird but lovely and-" 

He was cut off by the boy in shorts. 

"Hey numb nuts, hiding is not going to make a difference. The commision will hunt us down wherever and whenever."

"Yea." Diego agreed. 

Five and I shared a look of pure question before turning back to Diego. 

"They'll never stop-" 

Five was starting to grow more aggressive by the second, so, as the peachy little individual he is, he had to say a snarky comment.

"I'm sorry, since when were you an expert in the commission?" 

"Since I got back from there."

I held out my arm in front of Five incase he tried to charge. 

"What?" I asked Diego.

"Yea, they head hunted me. Offered me a job. Full time with benefits, which I had to turn down." 

Now I was getting pissed. I did not spend over twenty years in the commision to leave with PTSD and see my husband's brother to leave without a single bloodstain in his hands. 

"They head hunted you? The village idiot?" Five asked, atually interested. 

I couldn't bite my toung on this one, and I partially blame my hormones for that. 

"There is no way in hell they would. You walk around like you own this place when you don't. I'm sick of you acting as if you are the captain because you are not. Now I didn't leave the commision with blood on my hands just so you could walk free. You roam this world with a blank canvas attop your head. You don't know a damn thing and I am sick of this. And your ass does NOT look good in those tight ass "cool" pants." This time Five was holding me down.