// BILLIE EILISH IMAGINES //

I'll Find You; 3

This is will be the last chapter of I'll find you. It's kinda long so please, bear with me. Thank you!

Present Day

Jax guided you in the basement. He flicked open the light switch and the lights turned on. The basement is filled with different weapons, knives and so much more.

"This is where we keep our weapons. Feel free to grab which one your most comfortable working with." he said. You gave him a nod and you scanned the whole room. You saw different kinds of pistols, shot guns, bombs, knives and you smiled to yourself.

"This place is amazing." you said, as he trailed behind you.

"We work hard enough to have these different kinds of weapons. We wanted to be prepared." he replied.

"Please, help yourself." he added. You grabbed a combat knife and examined it, before throwing it on a dart board just behind Jax.

"Not bad, newbie." Jax said, impressed. You curled your lips into a sly smile.

You grab yourself a two glock pistols, a riffle, an AK-47, and different kinds of combat knives.

You tied your hair into a classic ponytail, gearing up. You slide in your pistols inside your two holsters on both of your thighs, and slipping the two knives on both of your ankles.

Jax is all suited up, and he gave you a look.

"What?" you asked, confused.

"Y/n, we are going inside a mob area. It'll make them suspicious. Try something, sexy and manipulative." he said, pulling out a red silk dress from the closet near him. It has a very high slit on the thigh and a low cut in the cleavage area. You gave him a "for real?" look. He chuckled, placing them down along with the red heels.

"I'll give you some privacy. Please, wear the dress." he said, before exiting.

You sighed, before examining the dress. It is really beautiful and elegant, and for sure it was made from fine materials. You took off your current clothes, changing into the red dress. The dress hugs your curves perfectly, like it was really made for you. You slid two holsters in your thighs, placing the pistols and knives inside of it. You pulled out the band that was keeping all of your hair together, letting your hair fall down on your shoulders perfectly.

You slipped on the heels, and you grabbed your suit to stuff it back your duffle bag. You stuffed your AK-47 and some extra bullets on another duffle bag, feeling pretty confident.

Jax glanced at your way, giving you an approval nod. He took your duffle bag and you both head outside the building.

Jax loaded all of your belongings in the back of the black and shiny BMW, and you both hopped inside the car and drove off.

The drive was silent, but comfortable. You can't help but to ponder how is Billie doing. Is she safe? Is she being well treated? Or worse, is she still alive?

You shake your head from that thought, wanting to make sure she's alright and breathing in one piece.

Jax pulled up in a dark, secluded building. Like it was some underground place who's exclusive only for people who's rich, like Rodriguez.

You got out from the passenger's seat slowly, eyes glued on the building. Jax closed the door, and you both headed towards the building.

A bouncer has stopped you both in front of a massive door.

"Who are you?" he asked, his low voice is sending chills down your spine.

"Didn't you know? We're here to gamble, obviously. " you said in a sassy tone, staying in character.