On the run (Ciel x reader)

Hero.

Your eyes widened as the scene unfolded. A loud howl ripped the air into shreds. You saw Claude run to Alois and he picked him up and held him to his chest. Sebastian dived and checked Alois.

There was a sigh of relief.

"He has a pulse. It's weak, he won't last long, but-"

The officer interrupted sinisterly, "Don't move."
No one did. Ciel looked mortified, You were crying silently and Sebastian was keeping Claude from running towards the officer. Claude was furious. His face was a mask of murderous intent. His breathing was shaky and fast. He held Alois to his chest protectively and glared at the officers with real tears of sadness and hate in his eyes.

You had never seen Claude like this. His emotions were never shown. Expecially anger. Your heart ached in your chest to scream but no sound would come out.

The room was unbearably still for the longest time.
The cop walked in and several others followed. Ciels hand was ripped from yours as he was put in handcuffs and Sebastian followed suit. You tried to resist, but you were hit on the ankle with a baton in the fury. An officer took you out of the room and asked you questions.

What was your name? (Y/n) (l/n)
What were you doing there? I was staying with Ciel Phantomhive, Sebastian Michaelis, Claude Faustus, and Alois Trancy.
We're you being held hostage? NO!
Did Ciel Phantomhive kidnap you from your home? I've already told you. No! He's innocent. His father did this. Please. Get Alois to a hospital. Let us go. His father is the murder.
Why are you saying this? Were you told to say these things to the police in order to preserve your life? God dammit! No! Why lie to police if my life were in danger?! Why the fuck are you asking idiotic questions when someone is hurt. We're all innocent!!!

The questions ended after your outburst. You were sent to a police officer and not handcuffed. When they brought Alois out on a stretcher you saw that he was breathing and his eyes were opened. Your heart seized at his shaking body, he was just so pale. He spoke with a cracked voice,

"Tell Claude I owe him five dollars."
You laughed half-heartedly and nodded.

Ciel was brought out after Sebastian and Claude. Both of them were put into the same police car and were waiting impatiently. Ciel had a bruised eye.

"Let me go! Let me see her!" he fought against his restraints and tried to run to you. You ran up to him so that he didn't get any more injuries.
"(Y/n)! Tell them. Tell them to let you go. Just tell them! They won't believe me. They... They can't take you away." his voice broke as his disheveled hair fell in his face. "Ciel..." you touched his face as his eyes met yours. You looked at the police holding him back. One was a woman. She looked very much like you. Just older. Maybe in her mid twenties or early thirties. Her face and hair matched yours. She wore an ID badge that said "Sharen Monaham". She wasn't looking at you very kindly, though. The other was a man. Let me rephrase that- A bowling ball.

Kindly put, the man was the shape of a ball. And he was bald. The man could've been an egg if he really held his breath. He was glaring at you as best he could through his squinted eyes. His ID badge read "Alex Portman".

You were dragged away from Ciel by the officer that asked you questions.

As you were thrown into the patrol car you hatched a plan.