Under the Radar (Lance x Reader) -Spy AU

Chapter 14

The dial tone rang in Lance's ear as he was still trying to process what had just happened. (Y/N) wrapped his jacket around her smaller frame and took a few steps toward him.

"Lance? Is everything okay?" She asked. He looked at her with wide eyes. He gulped. Could this person be trusted? If my suspicions are correct... He finally answered her. "I think...I think that was the anonymous caller." He said.

(Y/N)'s eyebrows raised in surprise. "What did they want? Was it a man or a woman?" She really needed to know. "Well, the person wanted to meet us tonight at the back of the Nightclub. Somehow, they knew about us breaking that rusty latch on the window in the office." He shivered as a feeling of fear creeped up his spine.

"As for the gender of the caller...I'm not sure. I think they were using some kind of voice disguise device." (Y/N) whipped out her hand from Lance's oversized jacket. "Come in, Pidge!"

After about a few rings extra than usual, Pidge picked up. When the picture popped up on the wall at first, it was black, but then after a few moments, a light flicked on and showed Pidge laying on her side in her bed.

She sat up slightly and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "Do you know what time it is right now?" She asked with a pang of irritation. She yawned dramatically.

"Sorry, Pidge. I forgot about the time difference." (Y/N) said. Pidge sighed. "What do you want?" "Someone just called our hotel room phone...somehow...can you track the number and see who it is?" Pidge rolled her eyes. "I need special equipment to do that. I would need my phone tracker software, my computer, and the DSA database to do that."

"Well, don't you have all that at home?" Lance interjected. Pidge gave them a look, and then sighed. "Yeah...hold on." She got up and walked over to her desk and turned her desk lamp on.

She logged into her laptop and put her ID Badge in the side of it. She looked back at the two agents, who were carefully watching her every move. She frowned in confusion and rubbed her eyes again. "Hey, is that Lance's jacket?"

(Y/N) felt her face heat up. "It's a...long story." She said dismissively. Pidge smirked. "Are you wearing only his jacket?" she teased. Both Lance and (Y/N)'s faces were beet red. "N-No! I'm wearing a dress underneath!" (Y/N) spat out. "Can we focus, please?" Pidge made a dismissive gesture with her little hand. "Whatever you say, sister."

Lance and (Y/N) watched as she typed something on her computer. "This may take several hours so I'm gonna—" she stopped as a high pitched beeping noise filled everyone's ears.

Pidge squinted at her computer screen and furrowed her eyebrows. "That can't be right..." she said, sounding alarmed. "What happened?!" Lance cried getting behind (Y/N) out of fear of what Pidge was going to say next.

Pidge didn't answer. Instead, she typed furiously on her keyboard and pressed the enter key as hard as she could. After watching her for about a minute, Lance grew impatient. "Pidge, are you—"

Another loud, high pitched beep emerged from her computer. "What the hell? No, that's just not possible." Pidge grumbled. "What?! What is it?!" Lance asked excitedly. He leaned in and got closer to (Y/N)'s side, which made the blush return to her face. She needed to calm down!

Pidge took another moment to register what she was seeing on her computer screen. "It says here that that call was made from...inside the hotel."

(Y/N)'s heart started to speed up. She suddenly got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. This anonymous caller...are they...stalking us? She found herself breathing faster.