Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Show Me How

loosely based on Show Me How by Men I Trust

fem!reader (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: read at your own discretion pls, kidnapped!reader (no descriptions of harm), mentions of a kn!fe, pregnancy, HAPPY ENDING

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"If you're not gonna tell me what's goin' on with you," Phillip sighed throwing his hands up in defeat, "then I'm leavin', I'll be back after work but I just don't get it," he rubbed his temple, despair coating his face. Unable to answer you, let him walk out the door, unsure of what was next. Your hand drifted to your stomach trying to think of how you were going to tell Phillip the news.

The Shadows were quick to notice the Commander's shitty mood as they made sure to avoid him as he stomped into his office. Throwing himself down in his chair Graves sighed, frustrated at the circumstance. He wasn't mad at you, just upset that you felt you couldn't trust him enough to tell him what was weighing on your mind. He wanted to make sure you felt safe and comfortable with him all the time and right now it felt the complete opposite.

Philip felt uneasy the rest of the day, his stomach turned at how things were left and immediately headed home early. Stopping at the local grocery store to get you flowers hoping you would forgive him. Pulling in the driveway he immediately felt something was off. Approaching the front door he noticed it was cracked open, the lock had been busted. The flowers dropped onto the front doorstep as he ran through the house. Broken glass and furniture were tossed everywhere. Graves felt sick as he saw the state of the house, calling out your name hoping you were home and safe. To his dismay you were nowhere to be found, knowing he had to act quickly he immediately headed back to the base to get a team of Shadows ready.

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Your head spun as you tried to get your bearings, your hands tied behind your back. The blindfold over your eyes was thin enough that you could tell you were not home, but an empty warehouse. The sound of faint voices echoed through the room, noticing you were awake. The shadows of two figures approached you, peeling off your blindfold.

"Make sure you smile big," one of them whispers a bit too close to your ear, a chill of disgust runs up your spine. Bright lights flash on causing you to wince, and a little red dot flashing in front of you. The camera propped up and recording. One of the men stood behind you, another to your right as they spoke to the camera. Your mind had blocked them out, still trying to assess the situation and how it happened. All of a sudden, the feeling of a cold metal blade shocked you back to reality.

"Tell him what you are hiding," the man motioned with the knife toward the camera. You froze, unable to move or even think about what he could be talking about. The men were impatient as the one on your right nudged your elbow.

"Your stomach,"

"My stomach?" you knew what they were referring to but you didn't want to tell them to hopefully protect the both of you.

"Your wife is pregnant Commander Graves," the man behind you spoke up, "Deliver us the money, and she and the baby will go unharmed,"

"Be quick Commander," the red light blinked and eventually turned off as the recording ended. Tears streamed down your face, your head dropping as you hoped none of this was real and just a bad dream.

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Phillip, busy back at base, was assembling a team. He scrambled trying to be as quick as possible afraid he was wasting daylight and precious time to find you. While he was in his office getting clearance his computer beeps with a message. His eyebrows furrowed, hesitantly he clicked the URGENT email that had popped up.

The video rolled showing you with the two men, and immediately his heart sank. Graves fell back into his chair, unable to believe what he was seeing. His ears rang with anger as they spoke about their stupid demands. Suddenly his ears perked up at the words "pregnant," his eyes widened as he grabbed the phone off his desk, dialing the number as quickly as possible.

"This is bigger than my wife and I, she's pregnant,"

Graves' team quickly gathered in his office, a team of experts analyzing the video to figure out the location where you were being held. Once they had narrowed down the area, Phillip and his men geared up and called local law enforcement to get you back.

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Arriving at the warehouse, Phillip and the Shadows devised a plan to get you out as quickly and safely as possible. Entering on the count of 3, a designated group of Shadows secured the men while Phillip was able to save you.

After the room was cleared Phillip ran over to you, untying you as you fell into his arms. Pulling you closer he hugged you tightly, afraid to let you go again.

"I'm so sorry doll," he was out of breath and couldn't even find the words. Graves was in complete shock at the events of the day. His hand moved to your stomach before looking up at you, "I know this isn't how you wanted me to find out but I can't wait," he kissed your head lightly.

Tears streamed down your face, "I don't even know if the baby will make it Phillip,"

"That's not goin' happen darlin', don't you worry. I'll take good care of you," he squeezed your hand, "We'll get you the best doctors," he smiled before helping you up and to the ambulance that waited outside to check up on you.

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