Jacob Frye x Reader

Chapter 33 - A Spot of Tea (Part 1)

The moment I stepped outside the doors of my home was one of the greatest feelings I've experienced in the last few days. Being cooped up in one place had me itching to go out and explore the streets of London, to feel the sun upon my skin, to watch as children play, and their parents talk amongst their friends and relatives. Adjusting my cloak so that my face remained a mystery to those who passed by, I walked away from home and to who knows where, breathing in the fresh air. I passed by markets, watching as people offered a variety of bargains for their wares, I watched as a poor little boy stole an apple from one of the stalls, and ended up getting away with it too. (The poor thing looked hungry and homeless, I wasn't going to take that apple away from him and pretended I saw absolutely nothing at all)

"I can't believe I'm finally out of that house." I whispered as I walked many streets and through multiple alleyways. I know what you might be thinking, wouldn't that have been a dangerous thing to do? Well, yes, it is. But, my father assured me that no harm was to come my way, that those people who wore red would not harm me at all. He's my father, why wouldn't I believe him?

Upon walking through an alleyway, I noticed two men who seem to be in some sort of conversation. Not wanting to be seen, I hid behind the wall and watched them interact, though I couldn't hear a thing they were saying. I know you might be thinking why I wouldn't just continue walking, but for some reason, I felt as if these two people were familiar, though I had no idea why. Especially the one with brown hair and looked to be wearing a certain outfit of sorts. He looked very familiar to me, there was something about him that drew me in, and I had absolutely no idea why. 'I must know more. I need to know why I feel this way towards him.' Sticking to the wall, while remaining within the shadows, I stealthily made my way closer to them, listening in on their conversation.

"Now wait a minute – I know that voice! Frye, is that you? Frye!" The first man said. He was pulled closer towards this Mr. Frye, as if it would be bad for people to know about this conversation. "Jacob, it's me! Sergeant Frederick Abberline!" He was immediately released from the grip this Jacob had on him. 'That name, it sounds familiar to me. But why?' I thought to myself, as I continued to listen in.

"Freddy." Was all Jacob said in realisation.

"Sergeant. Under cover. There's to be a robbery at the Bank of England, I'm sure of it." I couldn't help but slightly gasp, though immediately covered my mouth in hopes that both men hadn't heard me. Thankfully, they hadn't. I knew I should've left then and there, thinking that if they had caught me I'd be in big trouble for listening in. But something in me had me staying around until the conversation was over.

"Robbery, it's a fortress?"

The boys at the station thought I was joking. Wouldn't be so funny if it was their life savings."

"Who's behind it?"

"That's confidential."

"Oh, come on, Freddy. I can help you." Jacob had placed his hand on Abberline's shoulder and continued. "Imagine the headlines: "Thieves Caught in Act! Abberline Right All Along."

"Well, I suppose I can fill you in a little. Every discal quarter, a branch of the bank is robbed, never the same branch. The thieves supplied by...Cockham Merchant."

"Thank for the info, Freddy." Jacob begins to walk away, and I knew I had to leave before I got caught. As I turned away, I head Abberline shout out at Jacob,

"It's Sergeant! And, I-I'm keeping my eye on you." Seeing that Jacob was getting closer to where I am, I bolted out of the area, hoping he hadn't seen me, and began walking away. 'Something is not right here...why does Jacob and Abberline look so familiar to me? I could've sworn that I have never seen them before in my life, and yet...'

"Hey you." I heard a familiar voice behind me, causing me to stop in my tracks. "I thought I felt someone's presence before, what were you doing eavesdropping?" I felt my heart stop and my eyes go wide. Without looking at him I said,

"I'm so sorry, sir." I heard him gasp but didn't turn around to see why.

"It can't be...(Name)?" His voice was nothing more than a mere whisper. I felt myself panic, wondering just how he knew my name. Knowing I had to get out of there, I begin running away. I heard his footsteps behind me, hearing that he was close. I let out a gasp and ran even faster, needing to get away, I can't deal with this right now. He's familiar to me, he knows my name, what if he was someone I need to stay away from? What if he was someone who wanted to hurt me? I couldn't take that risk. With that thought running through my head, I ran as if my life depended on it.

Jacob's POV

"It can't be...(Name)?" I asked in shock, only for her to bolt. I immediately ran after her, needing to know for sure if it was really (Name), and not just my imagination playing tricks on me. I came close to her, only needing to be just a little closer before she turned a corner so suddenly and disappeared into the shadows. I stopped where I was and clenched my fist, knowing I lost her. 'Damn it, I needed to know if that was her. And if it was, why hasn't she come back to us...why hasn't she come back to me?' The more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself that it wasn't (Name), for that woman seemed to have no idea who I was. Letting out a sigh of disappointment, I turned around and walked away, having more important things to focus on right now.

Time skip

After walking around for some time, I eventually found myself near the Thames, where I caught sight of Freddy. I walked over to him and stood beside him.

"If only I knew what shipment it was, then I could trace the weapons to their owner." He said.

"Capital idea, Freddy." Without allowing anything more to be said, I walked off. "Here we are – the shipping docks. Now where are the Cockham crates intended for Mr. Plutos?" Making my way around the area, stealthily might I add (what can I say, (Name) grew on me) I looked around for the carts. The first on I spotted had two Blighters guarding it.

"Can you imagine if them tea crates went up? The Thames would be on hell of a brew, wouldn't it?" Th first one said.

"A tea party with fireworks." The second one said.

"All we need is sandwiches and cake." They walked away from the cart, giving me my chance.

"Tea. Maybe later." I said as I checked it, not finding what I was looking for. I quickly left and had a look at the cart that was nearby. "Where the devil is it?" I looked around a little more and saw another cart. "Hello." I said as I found what I was looking for and marked the cart with my hidden blade. "And now to wait for the crates to be retrieved." I quickly ascended a nearby warehouse and waited for the cargo to depart, while keeping my thoughts on the mission and the mission alone.