You will dive deep into the life of Five Hargreeves, exploring scenarios where you are his partner in crime, confidante, and love interest. Each short Story offers a unique glimpse into different aspects of Five's multifaceted personality-his wit, h...
A/N: It's time we all got our five back. Five needs y/n, in every timeline. If I'm honest, I don't want to read anything more about this Five/Lila relationship. For me that never happened. From now on I'll be posting the stories that I've already finished writing
Warnings: spoilers for season 4 episode 5-6
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The air shimmered with energy as Five and Lila landed in yet another timeline, they found themselves in a cozy, well-kept house that radiated warmth and comfort. The scent of fresh coffee hung in the air, mingling with the subtle fragrance of flowers from somewhere nearby.
Lila glanced around, her brow furrowed with suspicion. "This doesn't look like any of the timelines we've been to," she muttered, her hand instinctively moving toward the handle of the knife strapped to her thigh. "Too quiet, too... perfect."
Five didn't respond immediately. He was scanning the room, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. The polished wooden floors, the cushy furniture, the family photos lining the walls—it was all so domestic, so ordinary. It felt like the calm before a storm, and after seven years of battling against the odds in a timeline where everything was wrong, he couldn't trust it.
"We need to be careful," Five said finally, his voice low. "This place looks safe, but it's too familiar. We could be in one of those timelines where something's just a bit off."
"Like that time where your younger self shot at us??" Lila quipped, her lips curving into a smirk that didn't reach her eyes.
"Exactly," Five replied, the memory flashing through his mind. "Let's find out where we are and who's running the show here."
Just as he was about to suggest searching the house, the door to the living room swung open. Both Five and Lila instinctively tensed, ready for whatever was about to step through.
But what they saw caught them completely off guard.
Another Five stood in the doorway, looking just as surprised as they were. This version of Five was dressed casually, in a button-down shirt and jeans, a far cry from the suits that the time-traveling Five was used to. He looked... settled.
"What the—" the other Five started, his eyes narrowing as he processed the scene before him. "What are you doing in my house?"
Five stepped forward, his gaze locked onto his counterpart. "We're from a different timeline" he said, his voice steady.
The other Five's eyes widened in recognition, then narrowed again with suspicion. "A different timeline? What do you want?"
Before Five could respond, Lila spoke up, her tone laced with annoyance. "Listen, mate, we don't want to be here any more than you want us to be. We're just trying to get back to our own timeline, but we've been stuck in the wrong one for seven years. Seven years!"
