Authors note: This is a one-shot about brotherly love. NOT slash. Klaus Hargreeves is mentioned. WARNING: Mention of drug use and dead people. Setting: Before the show begins. Diego is still in the police force. Also, this is my first time writing about the Umbrella Academy -I love the show and am writing for the show universe.
Diego is sitting in is cop car after a long patrol eating his sandwich he bought down the street. He went in there every time he patrolled this part of the city, he realized this only tonight when he walked in and heard the kid working the counter says 'the cop is here'. All he did was walk in and they knew him. Every time he stepped up to the counter the kid would ask if he wanted his usual. Every time he would watch as they worked to make it and would smile at seeing a family work together and be happy, they had what he always wanted. Part of why he always went there was the illusion that he could have a happy family where everyone liked each other. He always tipped mostly to help them out but because he had a glimpse of what he desired most. His thoughts are pulled back to reality when he hears the static of the police radio. "All officers respond we have a 10-45D at Harold and 25th. Unidentified junkie, found by a store owner." Diego's heart suddenly stopped and his mind started racing, 10-45D that's a dead body. A dead junkie. Klaus is a junkie of everything and anything. He felt like throwing up, what if that was Klaus, how would he explain it to the rest of the family? Would his death really be the thing that brought the Hargreeves back together? Losing Ben and 5 was hard enough. Diego remembers how much Ben affected Klaus, would this be the same? Another Hargreeves, gone. Would anyone care if he died? To dad, he was one of 6 disappointments and to the family, he was the junkie who would leave for days at a time or was too high to leave his room. Diego took a deep breath in and started to drive.
Every storefront he passed he looked for an outline tall and thin enough to be his brother. After a while, all the outlines begin to look the same. He's so focused on trying to get there first he didn't notice he was speeding until almost getting into an accident. He pulled into an empty parking lot and put his head back and closed his eyes. He remembered the time they were 8 and he told his brother that licking a 9-volt battery would give him pubes, that was the best laugh he'd ever have. Is that the best memory he has of his brother from childhood? He opens his eyes to see cops driving down the street, he flips on his sirens and starts switches the gear into drive pulling out of the lot and following the other cars.
About 20 minutes later he arrived at the location and got out walking to the caution tape and walking under to see a team around a white sheet. He kneels down and lifts the sheet to uncover a 50-year-old dead man. Diego let out the biggest sigh of relief and felt the weight of the world live from his shoulders. His brother was alive, his brother was safe and more importantly, his best friend was alive.
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A/N: This is based on the Tumblr post from above. This is not my Tumblr and I found the post on Pinterest. Hope you liked it.
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Police Radio
FanfictionDiego is listening to the police radio when an announcement about a dead junkie, his first thought Klaus.