Justin Bieber Imagines

Imagine 27

*Note- this is a complete AU thing, Morgan if you do not like it I will gladly write you a new one but I'm gonna see if this will work!*

Imagine

You zip the black leather jacket up to your neck and stuff a gun in one of the loops, "You ready?" Justin asks, grabbing a knife and file from the cabinet. "Oh yeah, I've been waiting for this one since day one" You respond, smirking devilishly at your reflection. Being a spy was more then what they said in the Spy Kids movies, it is a lot of hard work, working out, staying hidden and having little to no sympathy for the person you're hunting, that is really all that mattered in this business.

You follow Justin out the garage door to the motorcycle that had been untouched for weeks. That was sadly another part of the job, waiting for your image to die out a little so you could go out without being hunted yourself. "Who are we after today?" You ask, putting the helmet over your ponytail. "Wyatt Jamison," Justin responds, handing you the folder with his photo and information.

Justin starts the engine and backs out of the garage. "How are we going to find him?" You question holding on tightly to his waist. "We had some people follow him from his hideout; he's at the warehouse downtown." Justin tells you, speeding passed all of town and over the bridge that lead to downtown.

"We're close, hide that folder the best you can, we don't want him knowing anything." Justin demands as he turns down a quiet street "Will do," you say taking pictures of it and ripping it up.

He brings the bike to an abrupt in front of a slightly sketchy looking building with a few windows punched out and the paint had begun to rust a long time ago. "Have you're gun ready, I don't want anything to happen to you" Justin says hugging you when you get off the bike, "Same to you, have you're knife out and ready, we watch each other's backs okay?" You say, taking in his scent just as you do before every fight, just in case one of you doesn't make it out. "We got this, we have done this a thousand times, we know what so do." He reassures you smiling and patting your shoulder. You nod quickly before making your way through one of the ground floor broken windows.

The first floor was clear, they were probably all up in the planning room, Justin and you sneak up the stairs and search around, there were a few guards that were asleep when you came up so it wasn't to difficult to dispose of them. You enter the room that they were guarding to find a couple men gathered around the table pointing to a map-like paper. "What are you doing here?" Wyatt asked, glaring at you and Justin, "Oh, you know exactly what we're here for, we can't just let you continue with whatever you're planning."

"You two obviously didn't do you're homework properly, otherwise it wouldn't be 'whatever we're doing' it would be more concrete." Wyatt says sarcastically, honestly believing that he sounded remotely intelligent. "You two really do have quite the reputation, how many kills? 24? That's rather impressive; do you know how many murders I've committed in my whole lifetime? 39... you two will be my 40 and 41st."

"I'm honored." You respond sarcastically, raising your gun. Before you can make a move Justin's knife is thrown past you and into the chest of one of the other men standing with Wyatt. "Good shot" Wyatt compliments, "Why are you conversing with us, don't you want to dispose of us?" Justin questions grabbing another knife from his belt, Wyatt shrugs and leans on the table. I peak over my shoulder at Justin to see someone coming in behind him, "JUSTIN!" You shout grabbing the knife from his hand and whipping it at him. "Thanks, I guess I should keep my eyes open." You smile in return and look back at Wyatt who was still leaning on the table.

"You two are cute, are you together?" He asks wiggling his finger between you and Justin, "I don't think that is really any of your business, is it?" You tell him raising your gun again, "I suppose not." He shrugs, "enough with the pointless small talk, boss you want us to take care of them?" One of his henchmen asks glaring at you, "yes yes, go right ahead, enjoy yourselves, I don't know when you'll get to do this again." Wyatt says getting comfortable against that table.

The henchmen walk towards you, not run or jog, walk, slowly, "You guys must be newbies," You say, taking a couple shots and getting 3 out of the 6. Justin throws a knife and retrieves the one from the man behind him, making it 2 to 2. "You get Wyatt and I'll get the rest of the henchmen" You tell Justin, shooting and hitting another one of the men but not killing him. Justin throws a couple knifes and hits Wyatt in places that would wound him but not kill him.

You kill the last man without any problems and make your way over to Justin where he was standing over Wyatt, "would you care to do the honors?" Justin asked grinning, "This was by far the EASIEST mission we've had in a very long time, it was rather refreshing." You say smiling and pointing your gun at him. "Oh and by the way, yes we are together, happily married with a little one on the way. But that is NONE of your business." You say, finally putting the man out of his misery.

*I genuinely liked this one, it was different but had the same kind of ending, but like I said at the top, if you didn't like it I will gladly write you a new one. PLEASE comment, vote and share it would be appreciated and I would be very grateful*