One Of A Kind (Levi X Reader) AU

33. Landing

Levi's POV

"What's the plan from here?" I asked my partner in crime.

Like literally a partner in crime.

"I don't know. I can't remember," Y/N said casually as she continued to fly the helicopter and shivering because of the cold.

"What the fuck does that mean?" I snapped, wrapping my arms around myself to protect myself from the negative temperatures.

"I made most of the plan to get to that diamond but with so many plans going in my mind and so much research I have to do, I can't remember everything at all times. So, I wrote it down."

"Where?"

"On a board. At my place."

"I'm sure you don't trust me enough to take me to your place and I don't trust you enough to leave me behind to go check it. So you mean to say that we're stuck?"

"No, of course not," She hummed, "I just have to call my brothers to go to my place and take a picture of the board and send it to me."

"Oh," I breathed before letting out a breath of surprise, "They support you being a criminal?"

"I wouldn't say that 'support' is the right word. It would be more accurate if I said that they have just simply given up on me giving up this life."

There were a few moments of silence before Y/N broke it, "I hope my monologing didn't bore you."

"Whatever," I sighed, "Where are we landing now?"

"I'll get a helipad for us. I just need to make a call. Give me my phone. I'll make the call when we get to an area with service."

"What phone?"

"My feature phone," Y/N specified.

"How would I have your phone?"

"What are you talking about?" There was shock laced in Y/N's voice, "I told you yesterday that we were going to leave today. Didn't you think to pack everything?"

"I only took my notebook and pen because it was my stuff," I was shaking a little as well, because of the cold or panic, I didn't know, "You should've packed yours."

"If I wanted to pack everything then why would I tell you the plan in advance?!"

"I don't fucking know! I'm not your damn assistant!"

"You're supposed to follow my orders!"

"Even so, I can't read your mind! Tell me what you fucking want directly!"

"Ugh!" Y/N groaned, "What the hell am I supposed to do now?"

Author: What the hell am I supposed to write now?

"We could land in the countryside of some city," I suggested.

"Yeah sure, but where do we go from there? I need to make some calls to get a place to stay."

"We could buy a phone."

"And the money to pay for it?" Y/N picked holes in my suggestion, "And the phone number?"

"A telephone booth?"

"That also requires money."

"How much? A couple rubles?"

"And how are we going to get those?"

"Someone must have dropped them. We can try and look."

"Do you have any idea how difficult it is to find coins?" Y/N looked at me, away from the front of the helicopter where she should be looking to be able to safely fly it, "I used to do that when I went to the arcade and I barely ever found anything!"