RUN BOY RUN- reader x Five Hargreeves

Part Thirty-One

I quickly snuck into the apartment. "Now where in the name of hell have you been?" Lila asked. "No where. Are the others here?" I ask, trying to rub my headach away. "Yes, but actually where were you?" Diego groaned from the couch. "I honestly don't remember. I must have blacked out at Klaus's place. And he, nor Allison were in the best position to come with me. They drank more then I did. Can I have a coffee?" I say, plopping on a chair, covering my eyes. "Ah, the runway's returned," I heard Five call and place a mug in my hand. "Be thankful, she found Klaus and Allison," Diego smirked at Five. "Well Vanya and I found Luther. So that's everyone." Five sassed. I opened my eyes to see if Vanya was in the room. 

Nope. But I did get a small smile from Five. I painfully return it. There was this weird wrench in my gut. Wait. "Where's Vanya?" I ask him. He just shrugs. "Couldn't handle it, I guess. Luther told her everything," he said, leaning back on the couch he sat. "And that is why he is my least favorite," i mutter sitting up and taking a long gulp of my coffee. "What about the guys who want after her?"  "The Swedes?" Five asked. "Yeah, how do they know-" "Bye," I groaned and started to stand. But Five pushed me down. "We don't." Then he turned to me. "Look, I know that you haven't seen me in a long time. But you are the only one I can trust to actually do stuff."  I huff and settle back down in my seat. "Right now our priority is finding Dad and getting answers." I laughed at that. Dallas has over a million people living in it. "And for the record, already found him," Diego said. "And then you let him you go." Five smirked, I smirk back at him. 

No noo no. No smirking back at him. He leaned back and I couldn't help myself but place my head in his lap. He glanced at me with wide eyes. I just shrug it off. "Can you message my head. Do it and I'll help you." He smiled. "He stabbed me." Diego complained. "Bealive me, I've been wanting to do that since birth," I spoke, casually, leaning into Five's hand. Lila let out  a chuckle. "Good thing I know where Dad's gonna be tonight," Five said. He gently lifted my head and grabbed a paper from his pocket. I was going to sit up, but he motions for me to return to my spot. "Where did you get this?" Diego asked. "Found it at his office, while he was busy stabbing you." Now it was my turn to let out a little snort. I could feel Diego's eyes on me from my spot. "Hoyt Hillenkoetter and the consulate General of Mexico in Dallas cordially invite you to a gala." Diego reads out loud. My head shot up. 

"Wait, Hillenkoetter? Are you serious? Is this real?" I burst taking the invite out of his hand. "You know him?" Five asked, standing up, surprised by my sudden outburst. "We should go. There's gonna be a seafood tower." "No. Hillenkoetter is one of the Majestic Twelve." Elliot spoke. Shit, we can not go. "You guys can go but I will not be," I say, again, trying to walk off. But Five grabs my arms. "Why, what's so bad about this group?" "They have a target on me and my group!"