Assassins Creed One Shots (COMPLETED)

(SERIES) (5) (Assassins and Templars X Mother! Reader, sort of)

One of the worst case scenarios has come true. Lindsey, a one year old toddler, is now missing. The men who stayed back were incredibly stressed. How did Lindsey even get out of her crib!? Who knows!? But right now, the most important thing is to find Lindsey before you got home.

The Assassin's looked everywhere. Under tables, in cabinets, under beds, in dressers and in the basement. It was incredibly stressful. They even had Olivia and Jackson help look for Lindsey. They tried their best but there was still no use. "Jacob, are you sure that she wasn't in her crib" asked Shay.

Jacob nodded and Shay walked past him to keep looking. Jacob went back to looking and then went back to Lindsey's room to check for the hundredth time. He walked in and saw that it was the same when he checked the last time. He looked around again then heard a thud. He perked his head up and looked to where the sound was and looked at Lindsey's closet. He already checked there but it wouldn't hurt to check again. He opened the door and saw that some stuff fell over.

He looked up on the top shelf and saw Lindsey pushing stuff off the top shelf. He sighed in deep relief and reached up for her. He got a hold of her and brought her close to him and hugged her tightly. "You little sneak. I'm so glad your alright". Lindsey hugged back but not as tightly as Jacob's embrace. He left Lindsey's room to go down to the living room and he said out loud, "I found Lindsey".

There were loud sighs of relief as they all came back into the room. "Where was she" asked Altaïr.

"In her closet on the top shelf. I don't know how she got up there but it doesn't matter, she's not harmed".

"It does matter" said Aya as she appeared in the room, "If she can escape that easily then we need to have more strict eyes on her". Lindsey then grabbed Jacob's hair again. "This should be easy" said Aya. Jacob got her grip off and decided to move her playpen in the living room.

Meanwhile, you and the others were still trying on clothes. Dylan was starting to get tired of standing around waiting to see if they were done with the clothes they were given. "Mom"?

"Yeah"?

"Can I please go to the electronic section? I'm so bored of standing here".

"Fine, but if you have a problem, come-"

"Then come back. Don't talk to strangers and don't break anything. Mom, I get it. Can I go please"? You rolled your eyes and gestured for him to go on. To be honest, you couldn't really blame him for being bored. You've been here for an hour and they're still trying on clothes and you already got some clothes for the other's who were at the house. After they tried on the last pairs, you told them you would let them wear a pair they enjoyed. "Desmond, wait here and I'll go pay for these".

"Sure". You thanked him and went to pay for all of the clothes they wanted. Thank God Desmond was here to help otherwise this would be a huge problem. Oh, and if your wondering, don't worry about being able to pay for the clothes, you've got way more than plenty to get them.

Today was stressful but you had to pull through. Your a very thoughtful person but you had a certain mental limit. If you crossed over it, you would completely break down. Desmond understood that and was still here to help you. How helpful. But then again, so was everyone else. Once the clothes were paid for, you returned and got big bags for them to put their old outfits in. When they all came out of the dressing rooms in their new outfits, you couldn't handle on how well those clothes really fit them.

Now all that's left is to go get Dylan.

You sent Desmond off to get him and he came back but what caught your attention was that Dylan had a small bag in his hand. "What did you buy"?