Mr. And Mrs. Gilinsky

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Jack and Y/n, were already fighting.

You see, Y/n, had been on a mission, she was supposed to follow a very witty criminal and she almost caught him, but then she had spotted another man, and he was chasing the bad guy.

She was quick to follow them up the stairs to see what they were doing and why they were there.

Right as she turned the corner to where she last saw him, she got punched in the face.

She quickly tucked and rolled and hid behind a statue.

She pulled out her gun and right as she stuck her head out, she was shot at.

"Who are you?! Are you working for this man?!" Y/n, heard a familiar voice ask.

She couldn't see who it was but she knew she was in danger.

She quickly shot back, knowing she'd have to take him out.

The bullet nearly missed his head. It went through his quiff, and lodged itself into the wall behind him.

He shot too and hit a vase on a near by table. The glass flew and one hit Y/n, cutting her cheek.

She now had a cut on her cheek and a busted lip.

She purposely missed to distract him then ran and kicked him back against a pillar.

She grabbed her smaller gun, less messy, from under her dress and held him down against the wall with the other hand.

"Y/n??" "Jack?!" She punched him in the face, and threw him towards the other pillar making him groan in pain.

He ran to her and grabbed her trying to throw her into the other pillar, but she jumped and did a back flip off of it instead.

"Why?- how?! I'm confused?" He said out of breath.

"I was searching for this guy until you showed up what ar-"

She was cut off by being shot in the arm.

Y/n screamed in pain and turned around noticing the guy she had been previously following.

Jack immediately grabbed her and hid her behind the pillar he was thrown into before.

Then, he fought the bad guy while Y/n, bled out and tried to stay conscious.

A few minutes later, Y/n heard silence and heard someone coming towards her.

With all the strength left in her body she lifted herself up and flung the person over her good shoulder.

They landed with a thud and groaned.

"Remind me not to scare or prank you," Jack groaned and chuckled.

You giggled and tried to help him up, but instead he picked you up bridal style and helped you home.

There you explained your jobs to each other and he helped his doctor friend Jack Johnson, someone you had never heard of before, take out the bullet in your arm and patch you up.

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I didn't really like it, but I hope you guys enjoyed it 😊

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