𝓤𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓒𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 (A Jimmy G Short Story)

Is This Necassary?

It's been only one full day since the team has met the agents. Word already got out to the media that some of the players had business managers. All five of the undercover agents had been by their clients side and also investigating who was really behind the assassination attempt.

~
"They really have to be by us even when we practice?" Deebo groaned. All five agents were around the field of the stadium, watching like a hawk.

"I guess." Richard sighed.

"They're intimidating, I'm afraid to talk to mine!" Nick shrieked.

"Well mine stares too much and makes me self conscious." George frowned.

"What about yours Jimmy?" Deebo asked.

Jimmy looked up from his stretches, "I haven't figured her out yet. She's pretty attractive though."

"Mm well I think she might be taller than you." George teased his friend.

"Shut up." Jimmy threw a water bottle at him.

"Shit she's coming this way." Nick panted.

Jimmy looked up and seen Dakota walking towards him. He gulped and tried to keep his composure.

Dakota approached the group of boys, "You know we can hear you right?"

All the boys let out a nervous chuckle, and shook the their heads.

"Pfftt no," George said. "We didn't say anything, I don't know anything. And even if we did say something, it would be all good things." He rambled.

"Yeah like what Jimmy said about you bring attractive." Nick blurted out. Jimmy looked at Nick and threw a football at him.

"We're trained spies, we find out everything." Dakota laughed. "Oh and your footballs are bugged." She said and walked away.

"What does she mean bugged?!" Nick panicked and chucked the football.

"Nick get it together!" Richard yelled at him.

"I can't! They're spies! Did you see what they could do?!"

"Is she going with you on your date tonight?" Deebo asked Jimmy.

"Shit I forgot," Jimmy's eyed widened.

"Well, I'm sure Mia wouldn't mind." Richard laughed. "The more the merrier!"

"Do I just tell her not to go?" Jimmy asked his friends.

"Um are we forgetting they follow us everywhere!" George stated. "And oh, yeah they have a mission to protect us!"

"Maybe just cancel the date." Nick shrugged.

"Hell no. I've been looking forward to this date for awhile, have you seen how fine Mia is?" Jimmy claimed.

"Have you seen how that spy can take you down in two seconds?" Nick provoked.

Jimmy simply rolled his eyes, "Yeah okay." He turned stood before all the boys, rambling on and on how a girl like Dakota can't physically hurt him. Little did he know, Dakota was behind him, listening. The remaining four just whimpered silently at Jimmy's choice of words. "If I were her, I'd watch out."

"Maybe take your own advice?" Richard nervously laughed.

"What do you mean?" Jimmy asked. Dakota grabbed his arm and twisted it, which sent him to the ground. She placed her foot on his shoulder blade and continued to torture the player. "Ahhh! Stop stop! I'm sorry!"

"Are you really? I recall you saying "If I were her, I'd watch out." Didn't he boys?" Dakota asked the group, all nodding their heads rapidly as their own agents appeared behind their clients. "Listen here Garoppolo," she applied more pressure and stretched his arm more, "I could be doing more important missions right now. But instead I was assigned to watch over a prissy little football player who throws a fit because of his date. Awe poor you. Honestly I could snap your neck quicker than you can realize, but by then you'll already be dead. So I suggest you fix the attitude, do I make myself clear?"

"Y- yes!" Jimmy screamed in pain.

"Wait wait!" George intervened and took his phone out. You heard the click of his camera, "Got it!"

"Have fun on your date, I'll be watching." Dakota smirked and released him from the pain, walking away with her agents following her.

All the guys busted out laughing as Jimmy held his right arm in pain.

"Yeah she's watching out for you alright," Deebo laughed. The boys continued to laugh and walk to the showers as Jimmy stood there alone. He looked over at Dakota, she had her hands on her hips and smirked.

~
Currently Jimmy was on his date, while the remaining four players, and the agents were sitting in a van watching.

Dakota was typing on the computer, hacking every security camera to get different angles.

"Looks like our boy is getting some tonight!" George cheered as he looked over Dakota's shoulder. Alex grabbed his shirt and pulled his back to the seats.

"Stay back and away from the equipment." Alex warned him.

"Why do we even have to be here?" Deebo complained. "We could be at our house, throwing a party or something."

"Where's the duck tape?" Noah smirked.

"Do you guys ever not complain? You're just like your whiny quarterback." Cassie rolled her eyes. "We're putting our own lives at risk for you."

"No one asked you to though," Richard joined in.

"Speak for yourself!" Nick gasped. "They might not appreciate you being here, but I do! We saw how close Jimmy almost got shot."

"Yeah we could've been hit too," George said.

"Listen!" Thomas yelled. "If something goes down at anytime of the day, involving your precious player, Agent Prescott may need some assistance. Just like you guys have your players backs, we have our agents backs. And we all would literally take a bullet for each other and you."

"Oh, and here. Almost forgot." Noah threw bulletproof vests at them.

"Okay is this really necessary?" George asked.

"Maybe now it is." Alex said.

"You might be right cause looks like they just planted a bomb right by your star." Dakota said and ran out to the restaurant.

"A.. a bomb? Like the explosion ones?" Nick stuttered.

"Idiot." Noah muttered under his breath. "Alright boys, buckle up. It's time to run over some people."

"WHAT?!" All the players screamed in usion.