𝟯𝟯. wounded and tired.

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JANUARY 12TH 1978

The pubs in the seventies were a riot, more dancers, singers, the whole thing. However the pub josie needed to be at, wasn't a normal pub at all, but a front for an illegal casino, needing to kill one man.

Several minutes ahead of schedule, josie sat down at the bar, in need of a shot to get her momentum going. "She'll have a gin and tonic actually." Turning to see the man she's been having a crush on, Josie went flustered when she was in contact again with Five Hargreeves, noticing him with some new tattoos.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, moving down one to speak with him, thanking the bartender for her drink when it came. "Day off, apparently this is a comedy club on Thursdays." He sarcastically said, Josie rolling her eyes.

"Heard about your kill count and thought to treat you to a drink. You are the handlers favourite." He told her. Blushing too much, Josie tried to contain herself, smiling. "Oh please, you're going to pass me soon, we're the only two that doesn't have to wear those ridiculous outfits."

Gesturing to both of them wearing leather jackets, Josie would kill to also have tattoos, if she wasn't so afraid of needles. Cheering him with his drink, Josie took a big sip, still having her gun wrapped around her leg, with a garter, wearing a dress.

"Going somewhere after this?"  Five asked, gesturing to her outfit. "You know this place is also a casino too right? Why do you think the waiters are going through that door." Josie pointed out, seeing a waiter walking out empty handed.

"Oh, on the job huh?" He asked, taking another sip.  "Unfortunately, I'm just running out of clothes, need to go and shop." She told him, taking another sip.

Noticing the time to be prime hour of gambling, Josie got up as she heard five call out her name. "Need a hand with this?" He suggested, already wearing fancy clothes as well.

Gesturing for him to come along, five and josie knew exactly what to do on this job, but she couldn't help but smile, knowing the man she's been crushing on for a while wanted to help her, rather than be annoying and take the mission away from her.




Josie immediately regretted bringing a thin jacket as she saw snow coming out of the barn house, letting go of fives hand, as comfortable as it may have been. "Holy shit." She said, five grabbing her hand to get out of the car.

Before anyone could do anything else, Josie saw a woman with blonde hair— assuming she was sissy, come out of the barn with a rifle in her hand, Vanya trying to stop her.

"Look Sissy I found my family. These are my brothers, my brothers girlfriend and my sister." Looking at five who did the same thing, the two didn't mind that word, smiling at each other. It seemed impossible to be mad at five, as much as she tried, almost seemed like they were connected.

"Girlfriend." Klaus whisper-sang, josie feeling her face turn red. "Shut up Klaus." The two said, ignoring the part of Sissy holding them at gun point.

Walking into the barn and seeing a young boy levitating in the air with a force field around him, Josie didn't like this feeling, knowing something worse was to happen when Vanya was trying to calm him down.

To her left, Josie and Klaus saw two figures, realizing who they were, giving goosebumps. "Five." Josie said, all the siblings walking to the side of the barn house.

"Who are they?" Asked Klaus, standing bedside josie in the littlr huddle. "Ones the handler, the other is Diego's girlfriend and Josie's sister." Five explained, not pointing to who was who.

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