WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE (Isaac Foster x Reader)

The "Proposal"

The joys of food shopping when you are hungry, am I right? I mean I have a trolly full of food and it's mostly for me but Zack and Rey can eat some of this too. It's mostly just sugar and crisps but that's not the point. I turn to look behind me, I have a strange feeling I'm being watched but I swear to go one of the two are following me I'll scream, I turn and see that there was no one really staring at me and no one would know my face and say 'she is a serial killer someone call the cops.' If I wanted I could kill everyone here before they arrived and leave no survivors but I'm a good girl.

I head to the check out and I still feel like I'm being watched and it follows me to the parking lot.

"Miss Y/l/n, I'm detective Rand I need to ask you a few questions." Great just fucking great.

"If your a detective then your badge wouldn't be fake." I dont bother to look at him until I finish loading my car with shopping bags. "What do you really want." I say in a warning tone.

"How about we discuss this over coffee."
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"Now Miss Y/l/n, I have a proposal in mind for us." I narrow my eyes at him. "And do keep in mind that we may be in a public place but I have people everywhere so we aren't exactly alone." I shift my eyes around and can easily pick out which ones he is referring to.

"Then you might wanna tell them that they suck  at their job." I grumble.

"You interest me Y/l/n, you can pin point every little detail can't you." He leans forward and clasps his hands together.

"It's a gift. Now get to the point." I fold my arms over my chest and slouch I'm my chair

" I heard about your little stunt with Zack Foster and Rachel Gardner, quite impressive my dear. You do quite the damage for someone so..."

"Watch it." He clears his throat

"Anyway, I know you are hiding them. Where? I don't know but I know about you Y/n and if you want to stay hidden then you will hand Zack and Rachel over." I smirk at him. "Something funny?"

"You think you are clever don't you? Approaching a helpless young girl and demanding that she listens to you. I'm sorry Mr Rand, if that's even your real name but I don't know what you are talking about." I smile sweetly at him. "I know you wouldn't do such things anyway, if you want your family alive then you leave mine alone is that clear?" Woah did you just... zip it.

"How do yo-

"I know everything Mister Rand, say isn't your daughter having a party today? Wow 7 years old that's special maybe I'll pop round for a visit and some cake maybe." I loved how it got under his skin. "I love to stay and chat but I have a family to take care of myself, good day." I get up and leave and behind me I can hear him shouting.

"You'll regret this Y/l/n!!"
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I made sure that there was no one following me back to the motel but like I said the threat was good enough to scare him off and leave me be. However I was intrigued with what they were going to do if they caught Zack and Ray, I heard that Zack was up for the death penalty but look how well that turned out he's stuck to me like glue.

No matter how much he irritates me I wouldn't give him up even if he did do that to me. My hate is still there for him from when he did that but my promise still stands I will not hand them over. Over my dead body.

I open the motel room door only to find Rachel sitting in front of the TV set watching some static channels they were showing some tv show but it was poor quality so the static kept interfering.

"Where is Zack?" I asked her, she pointed to the bathroom door which was shut. "Zack, how long you been in there?" I knock and he only grumbles.

"I need a break from that shit on the tv, it's pissing me off!!!" He yells back.

"Zack get your ass out of the bathroom and help me!!" I shout back, he needs an attitude check. He wasn't always like this to me since the incident but things change and people change. I stomp back to the pathetic excuse for a kitchen, it wasn't a kitchen it had a sink, mini fridge, microwave and a tiny ass cooker that doesn't work so yeah a 'kitchen'

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I sat on the floor with Zack and Rachel after waiting for food to heat in the microwave and we just ate in silence. Occasionally I would feel Zack's eyes on me then he would look down at his food, Ray didn't seem phased but she never does. I couldn't blame her really.

After dinner I washed the plastic dishes and thought about what Rand had said.

"I know about you, Y/n."

He can't know about me. My documents are private and only the police can access, maybe he is bluffing maybe he isn't. I know every detail about a person but why can't I tell if he is being serious? Maybe a part of me knows there is a possibility where I might be found out cause no one knows the real me except Zack but then again does he really? This is all his fault why am I protecting him!!

Rand isn't a real detective I know for that much and it is bugging me that I can't get to the bottom of this. All I know is that Zack and Rachel need to be kept out of sight. Out of sight out of mind-

"If you scrub that plate any more you'll scratch it or even break it." I blink quickly and look to where the voice was. "What's got you thinking so much?"

"Nothing Zack, I'm just stressed."

"So you take it out on the plate?" He looks at me weird then smirks. Oh no. "You know, you used to do more enjoyable things to relive stress." I turn away from him to hid the fucking blush that I know has appeared on my face.

"Fuck off Foster, I'm not the same person." I grit my teeth.

"Oh come on, Y/n. Just for old times sake."

"Sorry pal it's you and your hand tonight." I splash him with water and walk to my bed....shit I'm sharing it with him. Fuck my life.

"Bitch I have to change my bandages now!"