You... (Dave York)

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Warning: swearing

Summary: Pt2 of Isn't My Affair Anymore. When a case comes up at work, you realize that Dave had made major mistake with the last side-job. Inspired by - Ofra Haza's - You.

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You were on walking on eggshells since the meeting with Resnik, the fear of Dave coming to take your life at any given moment a constant in the back of your mind. Even so, you weren't about to go out without a fight. You were just as lethal as he, all you needed was to be one step ahead of him.

You had just taken a seat behind your office desk when the phone rang, "Y/L/N...", you answer it.

"One of our operatives killed himself after killing his wife yesterday", your boss informs you. "I need you to pull up his file and sit in on an online meeting with Susan, Dave and the French authorities."

"Operative category?", you ask to know what records level to access, trying your best not to show any reaction to the mentioning of Dave.

"Category Zero", he answers, causing your brows to raise.

"That deep under?"

"Yup", your boss responds, "you have an hour to get everything prepared."

Hanging up the call, you get started with the assignment and that's when you're utterly shocked by the location of the incident.

"Brussels...?! No, no...", you shake your head in denial when remembering what Resnik had said about an upcoming job there. "This can't be happening... What the fuck have you done, Dave?"

*****

Your eyes were tightly shut whilst taking in deep breaths and releasing it heavily in attempts to calm your nerves for the video call about to happen. You really weren't in the mood to interact with Dave at all but there really wasn't much of a choice for you, so you had to suck it up and do what needed to be done, your job. With that thought in mind, you exhaled one last nervous breath and muster the best professional look possible as the incoming call notification sound goes off.

"Hey, how's things going?", Susan image was the first to pop up on your computer screen.

"All's good", you flash her a bright smile, Susan always had a way of brightening even the darkest of moods. "How's thing your side and the family doing?"

"It's going good", Susan responds, "Bryan's got a new book out."

You were about to make a remark when the conversation was interrupted by the others joining the chat. Everyone respectively greets one another, and the meeting proceeds thereafter.

*****

"This was fucking torture...!", your thoughts silently screamed at you whilst the meeting was in full swing. To the others he might seem to be paying full attention to what the French official was saying, but you knew Dave intimately enough to know his focus was very much on you.

The man had a way of staring deep within your soul without even blinking an eye and that was exactly what he was doing at this moment. You do your best to make as little eye contact with him as possible; your head kept downcast as you took notes whilst the French official spoke.

Ooh

Late in life
You came to me
And you put a sign
On me
Late in life
What of you
When you fell into
A trap of lies


You (ooh) You (ooh)
You (ooh)
Only you (ooh) You (ooh)
You (ooh)
All your love
That I love
All your love

Ah

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"Do you have questions?", the French official asks once all the details have been relayed, snapping you out from the inner turmoil that was your thoughts and you to Susan for direction.

"He did work for us...", Susan remarks. "And when something occurs to one of ours, the agency is obligated to look into it. So yes, you will be hearing from us, thank you. Keep it locked down till we get there, please."

"I can't find a file on this guy", Dave comments once the French official logged off. "When did he become one of ours?"

"I don't know. Upstairs kept him off the radar for some reason", Susan responds, looking to you then. "Y/N, do you have any information on him-", she pauses to look up from the computer screen, and you could hear Byran's voice.

"Oh, you look great... but what about a tie? You need a tie, Darling...", Susan remarks and a faint smile crosses your face at their loving relationship, but it immediately sours when Dave opens his mouth.

"Do what she says, Byran..."

Susan smirks at the remark, you roll your eyes; which he clearly notices. Finishing her interaction with Bryan, Susan turns her attention back toward the screen. "Where were we?"

"There is a file on him. It was a category zero, so it was on need-to-know basis only", you reply. "I'm sending the information to both of you as we speak."

"Good... thank you", Susan smiles in response and Dave merely nods in appreciation.

"Hope it will assist in your investigation... but I'm sure you'll being heading to Brussels to personally go over the scene", you flash her a faint smile, making sure not to look in Dave's direction.

"Yeah... I'm going to have to go over there and cross the T's...", Susan confirms your guess. "You guys wanna come?"

"Oh damn... and leave this shitty office...?", Dave sarcastically responds. "You know, Brussels has the best chocolates..."

Susan smirks at his remark, "mmm... we'll go and find out."

You cringe internally at the thought of being in close proximity to Dave. "As tempting as it is... I have a ton of paperwork to go through. You go ahead and enjoy the enjoy the chocolates."

"Pity", Susan frowns dishearteningly. "I'll make sure to bring you back some chocolates."

Smiling at Susan's kind-heartedness, you nod in response, "deal."

Susan logs offline first, leaving Dave and you to stare at each other for a few seconds, and just as he opens his mouth to speak, you hastily off as well. "Not today... you were not going to give him any opportunely to kill you."

Like a man
Who the game
As a healing
For his pain
You your game
Again and again
Crazy, insane
Deep in love


You (ooh) You (ooh)
You (ooh)
Only you (ooh) You (ooh)
You (ooh)
All your love
That I love
All your love


Yeah... 

 

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