Better Agent | Male Reader X Natalie

The Impossible

Natalie sat on the cot of her glass-walled cell, her knees pulled up to her chest. The hiss of hydraulics made her head snap up as the door slid open.

Two guards shoved someone inside.

Natalie (shocked): Y/n?

One of the guards sneered.

Guard: Don't say we never gave you nothin'.

They shoved Y/n forward before slamming the glass shut again. Behind them, Ronica was dragged down the corridor, struggling against her captors.

Natalie rushed forward, throwing her arms around Y/n. He blinked, caught off guard, and hesitantly patted her back.

But as soon as she pulled away-

SMACK!

Her palm cracked against his cheek.

Y/n (wincing): Aww!

Natalie (furious): That's for lying to me!

Y/n (sheepish): Oh... right. I'm sorry.

Natalie (snapping): You think an apology is just gonna fix it?!

Y/n groaned, rubbing the sting from his face. His eyes flicked up toward the ceiling camera. Then, without a word, he gently pulled Natalie to the side-nestling them just out of view of the lens.

Lowering his voice, he leaned close.

Y/n (whispering): Natalie... I'm not Y/n.

She blinked.

Natalie (confused): What?

His voice shifted, softer, uncertain.

Cody (revealing): It's me. Cody.

Natalie's expression twisted into complete bewilderment.

Natalie (stammering): What? If you're Cody, then... why do you look like...

Cody (cutting her off): I'll explain later. Or... he will. For now, just play along.

Before Natalie could respond, the heavy thump of boots echoed down the corridor. A guard stopped, peering through the glass window.

Cody and Natalie froze, then both turned toward him with the most awkward, forced smiles imaginable.

The guard narrowed his eyes... but after a beat, he shrugged and kept walking.

Cody exhaled slowly.

Natalie (whispering, still confused): If you're Cody... then where's Y/n?

Deep below, in the laboratory...

Dr. Connors hunched over his workbench, adjusting knobs on a humming device while two guards loomed behind him. The air reeked of oil, chemicals, and steel.

Suddenly, fwip!

A rope snapped down from the shadows above, coiling tight around one guard's neck.

Guard (choking, panicked): What the..?!

Before he could scream again, he was yanked upward, vanishing into the rafters. His weapon clattered uselessly to the floor.

The second guard spun in place, his rifle trembling as he aimed at every flicker of movement.

Guard: Show yourself!

He didn't notice the shadow glide up behind him. An arm clamped around his throat in a crushing chokehold. He thrashed, slamming elbows back, but the grip only tightened until his eyes rolled back. His body went limp and dropped.