Berlin's Last Love: A Money Heist Fanfic.

Torture.

"We move onto plan Cameroon, we're going to release the hostages we have in the basement." Nairobi plans. "And we're going to get a reporter and a camera to record all of it, we're going to need one of you to be interviewed, in my opinion it should be Rio." The group now looks at the youngster. "I understand you're angry, but we need you to-."

"You think I'm going to go on T.V.? For Tokyo to see me from jail? I'm a hostage now, don't count on me for anything." He says gloomily.

Denver volunteers himself, and so does Helsinki, but Nairobi shuts them both down. "We need someone who is already known to the police." She mutters meaning I shouldn't volunteer either.

Andrés laughs. "Guess that leaves me then."

"No." Nairobi spits back. "You've not shown an ounce of emotion the whole time we've been here, you can't do it!"

"You don't have a choice, plus, I'm a very good actor." He chuckles, and I silently agree with him. He nods and smirks when Nairobi throws him the job. "I want to do it alone, I just want it to be me and the camera. Understand? If the news sees you all with me they'll still see us as a threat. I also want to address the lies the police have spread about me." Andrés says clearly to us, and we nod in agreement. It's not only important to him to clear his name before his death, but to me too.

"You'll do amazingly, Berlin." I mumble to Andrés and he flashes me a small smile, flattered by my compliment.

"The Professor will call the police and will tell them to bring a reporter and a camera in, the rest you'll leave up to me." Andrés continues. "Nairobi, over to you."

"All right, everyone back to your posts!" She orders.

Everyone begins moving out, but I grab Andrés' arm forcefully, holding him back from the crowd. "Vienna?" He questions.

"I need to talk to you about something." I mutter avoiding his eye contact.

"Is everything okay?" He asks and caresses my cheek worriedly.

"I think I know what's causing my illness." I whisper as my tummy begins to churn thinking about telling him I'm pregnant.

"What is it, my love?" I can hear the panic in his voice.

"I-"

Rio's head pops round the door. "Berlin, the reporter is on her way." He says interrupting me, and I raise my brows surprised at how quickly it's been arranged.

"Thank you, Rio. I'll be down now." Andrés replies respectfully, and Rio disappears. "Are you dying?" He asks and I smile.

"No, but-" I stutter disappointedly, tortured I can't tell him about the baby.

"Then would you mind if we discussed this later? We can't keep the public waiting." Andrés smiles cheerfully, preparing his acting skills for the camera.

"Of course." I murmur disheartened and watch him leave.

I sigh heavily, and walk to the small office down the hallway to find Rio tied up. "A hostage now, huh?" I question as I flop lazily in the seat opposite him.

"Your boyfriend gave up my girlfriend, I think you'd feel the same way if he'd been arrested, no?" Rio growls back at me. "He's a piece of shit, Vienna."

"Yeah, well so is Tokyo!" I snigger. "Guess we're square, kid. Doesn't stop us from loving them though, does it? Accept the difference between my love and your love, is that... I actually accepted my proposal." I grin raising my hand to his face showing off my massive, gleaming engagement ring. "I heard Tokyo rejected yours." I say, knowing it'll wind him up.