ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ [ᴅɪᴇɢᴏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴇᴇᴠᴇꜱ]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛

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Five paced around the room with Y/n leaning on the counter where Diego sat before. Diego was leaning on a table, staring at the floor as he spoke.

"Of course Dad would be involved in the assassination. I should've known." Diego commented as the brothers pace.

"No, you're jumping to conclusions." Five told him sternly.

Diego raised his voice as he stood up, slowly stepping closer to Five "What the hell else is he doing standing on the grassy knoll, holding an open black umbrella on a sunny day in Dallas the exact same moment the president gets shot?"

"I doesn't look good, I admit." Five replied.

"He's the signalman for the whole goddamn thing." Diego said angerly.

"Easy, Diego." Five said "Seriously."

"No, it makes sense. This is what Hazel was obviously trying to tell you." Diego said "We have to stop Dad from killing the president."

"Diego, calm down, alright?" Y/n said, finally standing upright and approaching the two, standing inbetween them "Dad was no boy scout, but presidential assassination?"

"It's never been his thing." Five said as the two look at Diego.

"How would you know?" Diego said, looking at Five "You skipped out on his golden years."

Y/n put her hands up "Hey, okay, let's all calm do-"

"Skipped out?" Five raised his brows "You think I had it easy, Diego? I was alone for 45 years. You know what? We don't have time for this right now."

"I agree." Y/n said, pushing the boys away from each other as she said "Dad's clearly in Dallas, right? Let's just go talk to him." She suggests.

"Great! A plan." Five said, a fake smile on his face "If anyone can help us fix the timeline, it's him."

"Dallas is big." Diego stated "We need to find him first."

Five sarcastically replies, sliding his hands into his pockets "Gee, if only we had some magical, old-timey way of finding people and their address."

Not a moment later, the phone book was deopped onto the table, the three huddled around it, Y/n sitting down with Diego hovering over her. Diego flicked through the pages as they spoke.

"Let's start simple." Five said "His name."

Diego got to the page and traced his finger down as he scanned it, mumbling "Hargreeves. . . Hargreeves. . . Hargreeves. Shit, nothing here."

"Try his company." Y/n suggested.

Five leaned on the counter "D.S. Umbrella Manufacturing Co."

Diego looked at Five, an annoyed look on his face as he sarcastically said "Yeah, I know the name. Thanks."

Y/ raised her brows when he said that. Diego rolled his eyes and scanned through the book.

"Holy shit." Y/n said, pointing at the name when she seen it.

"D.S. Umbrella. . ." Diego followed her finger.