I hate you more (Five Hargreeves x reader)

36(s2)

"Shit." The tall, blonde man grabbed Five and threw him against the wall. The dude then punched me in the mouth, causing my face to bleed and me to be thrown against the wall. "Hey!" Five jumped behind the guy and kicked his knee, allowing Five access to his neck, which he tried and failed to break. He was then thrown over the swede's shoulder. "G-go!" He yelled to me. I wanted to help him so bad and he knew that, but we couldn't risk anything happening to our baby. I ran down the stairs covered in my own blood causing people to stare. I just kept running until I was out of the building and in the grass, hiding. I used my telekinesis to move some bushes in front of me, so that way I would have more coverage. Even from the outside I could hear the thumps of Five's body against the walls and his grunts filled of pain. All of the sudden, I saw Lila in a window, kicking the guys ass. I finally understood why Five didn't trust her. No normal person would be able to do those things without proper training. The question is, who trained her, and how are they that good? Suddenly, Five kicked the guy, causing him to plummet two stories. Unfortunately, he lived and he managed to land right next to me. The guy was in so much pain that he passed out, and not even a second later, Five was there. He started saying things in Latin to his father, before turning to me. I immediately noticed his limp and bloody nose. I was lucky enough to get out with a cut mouth and black eye. "Y/n!" He fell to the ground next to me and cradled me. "I'm okay. But you definitely aren't." He looked at me with such worry that I hugged him to calm him down. "Is the baby okay?" I looked at my stomach to check for cuts and bruises, but nothing was wrong. "Yea it's okay." 

Diego and Lila came out and saw Five cradling me, with the both of us covered in blood. "Was that him?" "Yeah." Lila looked at Five and I. "I hate to be the boring one, but I think we should get out of here." Five snapped at her. "When you say 'we' who exactly are you referring to?" She tried to make a sarcastic remark but Five interrupted her. "Listen, I don't know who you are or where you came from, but where ever it is, I advise you to return posthaste." "She's right Five we gotta get out of here." Lila was having none of it. "I just saved your life you kinder shit! If I hadn't stepped in all that would be left of you is a blazer and some bloody socks!" "And that's the problem. You're too good. You ask too many questions. You know too much! And you fight like you know what you're doing." Things started to click in Diego's head based on his facial expression. "He's got a point." Lila sassed Five once again. "So what! I can handle myself and that makes me the bad guy?" "Whoever you are, you're in my way. If I see you again, I will kill you." I stood up and put Five's arm around my shoulder in order to help him out. We limped away and started our journey back to Eliot's. When we were alone in the forest, I sat him down. "What are you doing?" "I want to look at your leg and figure out what's wrong." He nodded and stuck out his injured leg for me. "So where does it hurt?" I started squeezing his joints to make sure that they weren't broken. When I got to his knee, he hissed a little. "It doesn't look broken." I felt his knee cap and noticed it was slightly loose. "Oh." "Oh what?" "You might have patella tendinitis." He threw his head back. "Runner's knee." "Yep." "How bad?" "Not that bad, but I still want to get you in a brace." He nodded and stood up with a grunt. 

As soon as I got him seated on our bed, I went to Eliot for some medical supplies. "Y/n?" I turned around to see Luther. I scoffed at him and he noticed my beat up face. "What the hell happened to you?" "That's not any of your business now is it?" "Where's Five?" I pointed to Five's and my bedroom before grabbing some ACE wrap. "Is he okay?" "He's been worse." Luther was about to say something else but I shushed him. "Goodnight Luther." I went back the bedroom to see Five in some of Eliot's spare pajamas. "What are you gonna wear to bed?" I shrugged at him. "I'll put my dress back on from yesterday. Out of nowhere, Luther was in our door way. He handed me a spare sweatshirt of his and looked at Five. "Five? Are you okay?" "Never better Luther." I rolled my eyes and closed the door with my powers before changing into the sweatshirt. "Hey, come here." Five opened his arms for me and I jumped into them. "Things are gonna be okay. I promise you." He played with my hair and then I fell asleep.