I wanted to write an alternate ending to The Final Heist since the actual ending WASN'T completely what I planned... Enjoy!
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(Picks up from where (Y/N) had blacked out from being shot)
-- Evan's POV --
I kept applying pressure to (Y/N)'s wound as she closed her eyes. Her breathing was getting slower and slower as I quickly turned to look at whoever was driving the van.
"We need to get her to a doctor! We need to get to the yacht now!" I shouted. The male driving nodded as he was driving quicker down the road. Marcel soon handed me this med kit as he moved to my side.
"I can try to get the bullet out. We need I get her shirt and armor off. I can try to sew it up best I can until we get to the yacht." Marcel spoke. I nodded as I pulled her armor off her and pulled her shirt off far enough to expose the wound.
Marcel put gloves on and quickly poured some alcohol on the wound he had in the kit. (Y/N) had tensed up some and slowly relaxed. I grabbed ahold of (Y/N)'s free hand and gently held it. Marcel opened the wound as much as he could before pushing these tongs into her and began to search for the bullet. (Y/N) began to to tense up again until Marcel pulled the bullet out.
He quickly poured more alcohol on the wound before he began to sew her up. It was a quick patch job until we all got to the yacht. I kept applying some pressure to the wound until the bleeding slowed down enough that we would wrap her up in bandages. I leaned against the side of the van as I looked around he group.
"She planned this entire thing. She had guys on the inside that reported the daily schedule to her. She fucking loves you, Evan." Craig said. I looked over at him and nodded.
"We have been through so much over the years. Our first heist we did together, we actually worked for different people. Her boss was actually head of this large drug cartel. With the help of us, we had snuck and delivered all types of drugs to different people. Small job, but that's how I met her. Once her boss got caught, she began to rob banks and jewelry stores with me. That's when I met you guys. Look at us now. Breaking me out of prison. Shit. We must be doing something right." I said with a chuckle. Tyler laughed and then soon tossed a bag at me.
"You should change. Once we get to that tunnel that leads towards the ocean, we are bailing. Burning the truck. I don't need them seeing a random person in an orange jump suit in the middle of the ocean." Tyler said. I nodded as I changed. I glanced over at (Y/N) and began to think of our first real Heist together.
-- FLASHBACK --
(Y/N) and I were working with her friend Michael to rob this jewelry store. We pretended to be customers shopping for her mother-in-law while Michael was shopping for his wife. We all made mental notes about cameras, the security room, the alarm system and the censors in the cases. (Y/N) wasn't too bad at hacking a system to get it offline for a few minutes.
Once we had everything ready, I had my owl mask while she had a red fox mask. We managed to get into the jewelry shop fairly easily but only had 30 seconds to get to the security room, shut the alarm, cameras, and basically the power off long enough to get as much as we could. Once everything was shut down, we had about three minutes before it all came up.
Once her, Michael and I finished up, we all went back to the van and fled the scene. We got out without the cops catching us. We all went to this warehouse we were sharing and soon split all the money up between each other once Lester cashed the jewelry. I looked towards (Y/N) with a smile as we left the warehouse.
"We make a great team. I would really love to do this again sometime." I spoke to her. She giggled and nodded slowly.
"That's be great. I've always wanted to rob a bank. Maybe one day, Owl boy." She said as she began to walk away.
"See you around?" I called after her. She smiled and nodded.
"Call me. I already put my number in your phone." (Y/N) said as she turned back in the direction she was walking and went to her car.
-- END OF FLASHBACK --
"Evan! Snap out of it. We are here." I heard Marcel say as I snapped back into reality. I nodded some as I picked up (Y/N) and carefully positioned her on my back.
I followed after the guys as we all got out of the van. With everything in it, including the weapons and armor the guys had, we burned the truck down before getting on our speed boats. My yacht was pretty far out in the water, but I knew that the staff there would help once we got on.
I made sure I had a private doctor at all times in case something like this happened. Once we go to the yacht, we all piled in as I ran (Y/N) over to the master bedroom and laid her down. Soon, the Socorro came over and examined her. We were all pushed from the room and were told to wait.
-- 3 hours later --
I was setting at the mini bar downing yet another glass of whiskey. I didn't know if she was okay or not, but I couldn't lose my wife. Soon, Marcel came over to me and sat next to me.
"Evan, the doctor came and said that we can go in and see (Y/N). She's going to be fine he said." Marcel smiled brightly at me. I look over at him and smiled slowly.
"Is she awake? Moving around?" I said as I left the bar and headed towards the master bedroom. There, (Y/N) was there talking with Craig and Tyler.
"Baby girl! God, I'm so okay that you're okay." I said as I rushed to (Y/N) and wrapped my arms tightly around her. I heard her laughed softly and hold me close to her.
"I'm sorry for what I did, Evan. I was stupid for not wearing heavier armor." (Y/N) spoke. I gently kissed her forehead as I pulled away from her.
"I'm just glad you're okay baby girl. My wife is okay at least. God, I love you, Mrs Fong." I said as I gently kissed her on the lips. She slowly kissed me back.
"And I love you, Mr Fong. Now, where are we heading?" I heard (Y/N) ask. I chuckled as I turned to look at the guys around the room.
"Anywhere you want, baby girl. Where do you have in mind?" I asked my wife. She thought for a moment before smiling.
"Hmm... what about Paris? I've always wanted to travel across the world!" (Y/N) said with a smile. I laughed and soon nodded.
"Paris it is, baby."
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