Some Hearts || Han Lue [returns 2027]

ꜰ ɪ ꜰ ᴛ ʏ - ꜰ ᴏ ᴜ ʀ

𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱

Bishop staggered out of the shipping container after it was knocked to the ground. Apparently, someone decided that shipping boxes upon boxes of some kind of cologne was the best option. Those carriers didn't do shit for the cargo, it broke halfway through the journey out of Italy. Bishop was thankful her nose wasn't so sensitive to smells, she was over the first trimester symptoms, however, she may never let Han wear cologne without the memories of Roman picking that shipping container.

Everyone was coughing, trying not to throw up from the fumes. 

"Sneakin' us out of Rome in a shipping container full of aftershave, that was a terrible idea, Roman." Tej stated. "Wait." Bishop breathed heavily, hands on her knees. "I think I lost my sense of smell."

"That is not aftershave. That is tear gas." Ramsey stated.

"Hey man, I don't know what y'all are talkin' 'bout." Bishop waved her arm in her face when Roman sprayed more of the aftershave all over him. 

"I think you're nose blind." Bishop coughed. She wiped her eyes, realizing she was having a reaction to the aftershave. 

"I smell magic." Bishop looked over at Tej, blinking her eyes several times. "I took a bottle for myself." Roman said, capping the bottle.

"This is all thanks to you." Tej complained. "You know that, right?" 

Bishop looked at Han. "Are you allergic to that?" she asked, making Han look at her. "Your eyes are red and watering." 

"Whatever that stuff is, it's lethal." Bishop agreed as Han wrapped his arm around her waist. "You good?" He whispered. Bishop nodded, keeping her mouth shut about the pregnancy for now. Once she knew they were safe enough to talk about it, she'd say something. 

"No, see," Bishop rolled her eyes as she walked up the stairs with the team. "You just got to follow my "leat" as a "leater". You see what I'm sayin'? I'm a natural-born "leater."" Roman said.

"Okay, leater," Han said sarcastically. "Where are we?" 

"I brought you back home, Ramsey." Roman announced. Bishop's face fell, head falling forward. Han placed his head into his hand, resting his arm on the railing.

Ramsey popped her lips together, looking over the London skyline. "The city with the most amount of surveillance cameras. Perfect." Ramsey said, sighing heavily. 

-

"See, I just don't understand," Roman began.

Bishop pinched of her nose, sitting back on the couch. Han refused to let her hack into one of the computers. He was worried that if someone saw how easily Bishop hacked, they'd find their location instantly. Bishop honestly felt useless right now. She ditched her phone back in Rome before boarding the shipping container. Bishop still had her tablet, but she needed a network that was secure before accessing anything.