The Black Organization with a Black Widow in it (Gin x oc fanfic)

30: In the way

This picture says "Why are you always in my way." And Rye is like, "because you're hot." Btw sorry for all the time skips.
Previously(in Gin's POV):

"There you are." I had my sniper ready, but when I looked through the scope, he was shot. That could have only been from the building across the street. I looked up with the scope . . . "That's a woman." Long black hair . . . "Alianna?" She left, her outfit wasn't what she used to have on.
"So did you do it?" Vodka ask. "No," I lit a cigarette, "but I know who did."

🥃🖤at the Black Organization🖤🥃

"A black widow," Vodka said. "Yeah, and I know it was Raven," I said. "Wow, looks like she changes sides pretty fast," Vodka said. When I told the others they were pissed. "Well we can't forget our jobs and go after her," Korn said. "Any ideas boss?" Chianti ask. I lit a cigarette. "If you see one of those widows, go after them, but remember . . . you leave Raven to me."

🥃🖤at home🖤🥃

Alianna's POV:

"He may or may not have seen me," I shrugged, "but I got the job done." "That's great, and who knew that man betrayed that organization and Draykov," Audrey said. "Do you think they'll be mad if we messed with their missions." Ruby said. "Sure, just be careful about the ones I mentioned on the first day, and be careful with Gin," I said. "Oh we'll leave him to you," Audrey said. The other girls snickered.

🥃🖤a few days later🖤🥃

Gin's POV:

At this group mission some people looked suspicious, I went to get the money and the guy was dead. There was a card with the black widow logo on the suitcase, I just grabbed it and left, we were here for the money anyway. I made a call.
"Vermouth keep your eyes open one of them may be here."

🥃🖤the next day at the Organization🖤🥃

"I found this on the suitcase, Sherry were you able to trace any fingerprints?" "None but yours, Gin." "Now woman don't just make us look bad when we're drunk, but on the job," Scotch said. "You know it's funny, I could have sworn I saw a woman who looked just like you, Gin . . . except . . ." Vermouth said. "Except what?" "Her eyes . . . were red." Gasp around for like a second. "The devil widow," Bourbon said.

Alianna's POV:

"Did you leave the card?" I asked Ruby. "Sure did, but I could have used some help." "Sorry sis, but I had to change, and I was bleeding down there," Cleo said. Cleo is Ruby's younger twin, same hair but short, and lite blue eyes, when she's standing next to her sister I guess you can say she's the angel widow. But let's face it, none of us are angles. The next day four of us went out, from the alleyway of a building I saw our target . . . She got shot from the roof with a sniper. I used these high tech binoculars to see who shot her . . . "Rye." Shit this is bad. "Zoey she's dead, head back to the car now unless you want a sniper bullet in your head," I said in my earpiece.
"Got it."

🥃🖤back at home🖤🥃

"They got in the way." "Yes, but we won't let it happen again pops," I said. "Oh don't worry, keep messing with them if you want, as far as I'm concerned The Battle of Organizations has begun," he said. I sat in my room thinking, The Battle of Organizations, Zoey's twin Lily said "I hope this doesn't become a war."

🥃🖤a month later at the park🖤🥃

"Sis, this has to stop," Audrey said. "I know, this thing between the organizations is driving me crazy." "Is it between our job, Alianna, or still because of him?" I gave her the wtf face. "Bitch please I'm sooooo over him." My heartstrings were tingling. "Are you sure?" She ask. "Totally," I said, laying back on the bench. "Well then I think you should see him again to be sure your feelings are gone." She got up and left me, and she's my ride home. I sat there thinking, should I really try and talk to him again? I mean will he even wanna see me.

"Hey miss is this seat taken?" "Hmm." There was this little boy with glasses and a bow tie on in front of me. "Oh no it's ok, you can sit here," I said. He sat down next to me. "There's someone on your mind isn't there." "How can you tell?" "Hehe a friend of mine sometimes has that look," the boy said. "Yeah someone is on my mind—for the past month actually—but I don't think he'll wanna see me kid." "Well maybe he's changed his mind." "I doubt it," I said. I talked to this kid for a while and for a boy who looks six, he's got the mind of a detective. "It was Conan right?" "Yeah." "Well Thanks, Conan, maybe I will talk to him alone." As long as a remember to bring my gun. "Great, I hope the next time we meet your happy," he said. We both got up and went our separate ways.

🥃🖤at home🖤🥃

When I opened the doors Audrey and the others were waiting. "Now what?" She gave me a letter. "It's for you . . . from him," she said. "How do you know it's from him?" I asked. "Smell it." I took it . . . Alcohol and cigarettes. "I'll be right back."
Up in my room I locked the door and sat on my bed. Is this really from him? How did he find this place? Was he secretly stalking me? "Ok, Alianna just breath." I opened the letter.

Meet me in the abandoned building down Belbecker street tomorrow night. We need to talk. And if you want, bring your girls and I'll bring the others.

Gin.

His handwriting and signature, this really was Gin. I should write back.

🥃🖤the next day🖤🥃

Gin's POV:

We'll bring the best members of our organization, but no one shoots until we say so. I can't wait to see you . . . my man in black.

Alianna.

"Hehe, I can't wait to welcome you back with open arms my lovely assassin." I got ready for work, putting my gun in my coat pocket.