Connected (FiveHargreeves x FemReader)

Bracelet

"I never took it off..."

05

"I am sure that Eight would love that Five." Vanya said as she spotted Five in front of Eight's room.

Five gave her a smile before he let out a big sigh and knocked on Eight's door.

"Who's this?" Eight spoke as she opened the door causing Five to increase her heartbeat. "Oh, Five!" Eight   had a bright smile as she realized that it was Five who's in front of her.

"What's the matter, Five? You look....nervous." 

"Oh!" 

Five scratched the back of his neck, "Oh... I made you this..." He showed her a bracelet made out of knotted suede lace with the combination of their favorite colors.

Eight Wrapped her arms around Five as Five embraced the hug, "Do you like it?" 

"No Five!" She broke the hug, "I love it Five, it's so pretty."

Five smiled as he showed his wrist with the exact bracelet he gave her, "It's a matching bracelet." He said as he grabbed her wrist and put the bracelet.

"I'll never remove this, Five."

Eight looked at the bracelet again, it been through a lot but one thing for sure, she never took it off.

"Of course Dad would be involved in the assasination. I should've known."  Diego spoke.

"No. You're jumping to conclusions." Five replied as Eight watched him walked back in fourth, clearly stressing out.

"What 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?"

Eight let out a big sigh catching Diego's attention, "What? You know something about this? I mean you were with Dad with a long time." Diego accused her.

She rolled her eyes, "Really Diego?" She stood up from her seat, "That was 25 years ago before I was put in this shitty world."

"It doesn't look good, I admit." Five spoke as he looked at him. Diego faced Five again, "No, he's the signalman for the whole goddamn thing."

"Easy Diego." Eight spoke as she walked closer, stading between the two, "No, seriously." Five said.

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

"Diego calm down, Dad was no Boy Scout, but presidential assassination? It's never been his thing." Five replied, "How would you know? You skipped out on his golden years."

"Skipped out?" Five scoffed. "You think I had it easy Diego?" He walked closer as Eight started to feel bad again, "I was alone for 45 years." Five then glanced on Eight.

"You know what? We don't have time for this right now."

Eight cleared her throat, "Maybe.... There's a bigger picture than this, maybe... it's saying that... Dad is somewhere here and he could help us..." She spoke as Five nodded, "Yeah, he's in Dallad. Let's just go talk to him. Maybe he can help us fix the timeline."