•Number 8 || Diego Hargreeves x Reader •

19...59?

"Shit." I huffed. "Guys I have a plan, everyone, quick huddle around me." Five exclaimed and we all did what he said. "No matter what happens Y/n, I'll always love you." Diego reassured me and I gave him a weak smile as we all zapped away."

I drop out of the sky from a portal. I landed in an alleyway. Where the hell am I? I walk out onto the busy sidewalk with eyes glancing over my way. My clothes are ripped up, I have a big bloody gash on my cheek and this time period looks different, really different. I stumble over to a newspaper stand and pick up a paper. My eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing "Dallas, Texas 1959."

"19...59?" I question under my breath. I look around at everyone, they were all giving me funny looks. I run off with thoughts clouding up my head. I need to get out of these clothes and get this wound fixed up. I look around for anything that I could change into, I see a clothing store across the street from me so I hurry over to it. I had about $50 on me until I could figure out what I was going to do.

Outfit:

(This is the best 50's look I could find)

I look at myself in the mirror, "Not too bad y/n, not too bad." I say looking at my clothes then I pin my hair up into a quick bun. I turn around and bump into a man. He looked to be about in his late to mid-20s. "I'm sorry miss I didn't see you there." He said as he put his hand out to help me up. "Woah there what happened to your face?" He asked looking at the wound.

"Nothing much, but do you know where the nearest hospital is?" I asked the handsome man.
"Yes I do, let me take you there. It the least I can do for running into you." You were hesitant at first but he insisted.

"My name is Wade Walker, my friends call me Crybaby." He hopped on his motorcycle and told me to get on.
"Well nice to meet you Wade, my name is Y/n Hargreaves." He turned the key that was in his ignition.

"Pretty name for a pretty woman." He started as he flicked his sunglasses over his dark brown eyes. I held onto his waist for dear life. I had so many thoughts going through my head.
How did I get to 1959? Where are the others? Did they die? Will I ever see Diego again?
My head was spinning but sooner than later we got to the hospital. I hopped off the motorcycle expecting him to leave but he went with me.
"You don't have to come with me you know?" He held the door open for me.

"I know that Y/n, but you seem interesting. You're not from around here, right?" He asked me.
"Uh no, I-I'm not." I tripped over my own words. His dark chocolate brown eyes look into my e/c eyes.

What if this is my reality for the rest of my life? What if I never see Diego again? Did I lose the love of my life? The man I wanted to marry and start a family with? I was pushed out of my thoughts when Wade put his hand on my shoulder and shook me gently.
"I'm sorry I'm just in my head today, it's been very stressful." I let out a deep breath. "I need to figure out where I'm going to stay or where I can get a job, just how I'm going to support myself in this timeline."

"Timeline?" Wade questioned.
"I meant like my new life, I moved out here from New York. I just had to get rid of my old life you know?" I stated.
"How about you come live with me until you get back on your feet?" He suggested and smiled. "I couldn't, we barely know each other," I stressed. What if he tries to kill me? What if he finds out I have powers and he calls the police or get freaked out?
He waved his hand in front of my eyes pulling me out of thought again.
"Are you okay doll?" He wondered.
"Yeah I'm okay, my head is just a mess right now." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Well, what do you say? Wanna come live with me? You don't have to answer right away because we just met but I can get you a cup of coffee and we could get to know each other better. How about that?" He was persistent. I mean what's the worst that could happen? "Sure why not? I better get that cup of coffee though." I smiled and they called me over into a room he came with me.