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Ranboo POV:

after leaving the room, i decided to go to my office, in an attempt to search for George.

i used all the papers at my disposal. as well as looking over mass amounts of CCTV footage, hoping for any sign of him. 

Finally i read about an old safe house that the brits used for agencies that needed help.

It was in an. old location, somewhere in a forest in a city north. Nottingham.

i grabbed my coat and ran to bad "I need to go to Nottingham I think George is there" i esclaimed

"I wish i could take you sir but i need to look after the prisoner" bad spoke softly.

I would have to leave tubbo alone with bad. I couldn't let that happen.

"i'll book you a train ticket right away though sir" bad said heading towards his computer. 

whilst he walked off i quickly ran to the cell in hopes to get any information.

I quickly unlocked the door and rushed inside 

"hey" tubbo smiled, and i immediately felt lighter, the weird bubbling sensation rose in my stomach 

"hey tubbo" 

"i need help" i said

"what is it?" Tubbo asked tilting his head to the left

"what do you know about Nottingham?" 

as soon as i spoke and mentioned Nottingham his entire body froze and his breathing halted temporarily. 

"that's where tommy was from, there's an old training facility there. it isn't used anymore...why?" tubbo whispered

"I think George is there" i admitted, Tubbo's face went from sad to concerned quickly

"are you going to kill him?" he asked

"i have to... but i don't want to leave you alone with bad" i sighed "plus i need to change your bandage dressing regularly" 

tubbo let out a sigh "i'll be alright... if you have to go" 

i nodded my head, still worried about leaving tubbo alone, i turned around heading towards the door, until i heard "can i ask you a question?" 

i faced tubbo again "of course" 

"do you know why your boss ordered you to kill George?" he asked

i shook my head "he never told me"

"well... it's because George broke up with him, they had this hidden relationship for a while, it's why the american and english branch were so close. because they were together"

my eyes widened "what the f-" suddenly the door opened and in walked bad "sir the train is booked, it sets off in an hour" he smiled

"right... thank you bad, Tubbo we'll discuss this later" i sad looking at Tubbo's scared expression one last time.

bad drove as far as the London station, and waited until i got on the train, he was kind enough to book first class so it was comfortable, but. couldn't rest. 

Tubbo was about to be alone with Bad for two days. 

And i'm killing someone over a bad break up.