W I T C H • Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader

Chapter 15 • The Day That Wasn't

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"Welcome, (Y/n)," The woman grinned as she opened her arms in a welcoming gesture. "To the Commission."

"The Commission? Wait, the Commission that you worked for?" (Y/n) turned to Five and he nodded. "Why the hell am I here?"

"Ask your boyfriend here." The Handler smiled, gesturing to the boy next to her.

"He's not my boyfriend!"

"I'm not her boyfriend!"

The blonde woman put her hands up in a surrendering pose. "Whatever you wanna believe. Now, we should get going. They'll be expecting us."

She turned around and started to walk out of the doors of the large building they appeared in while Five and (Y/n) reluctantly followed. As they left, the girl turned to the boy next to her.

"Five, tell me what the hell is going on right now." She demanded.

"Well uh... I kinda made a deal to save our family by rejoining The Commission," Five pursed his lips. "... And I wanted to bring you."

"Why though?"

"Because..."

He paused for a moment, trying to think of a real reason for why he really did want (Y/n) to come with him. Maybe it was because he needed some help with his new plan? Or maybe it was because he didn't want to leave her again. He really didn't know, he just acted on instinct and that's all he knew.

"Because I need you."

The answer seemed to catch the (Y/n) off guard. She stared at him as his words burrowed into her mind. They were definitely a good duo in combat and in smarts but other than that, did he really need her for more?

She was still mad at him from earlier, just when she thought he was going to maybe tell her his true feelings, he instead told her to tell a fucking doll that he was sorry. She was more annoyed than angry, though but never-the-less still mad in a way.

She didn't have time to reply when the Handler called out to them.

"Hurry now, no time to delay." She said.

The two of them caught up to where the woman was waiting and they began to walk down a walkway in front of a large building where people in suits and old fashioned outfits chatted with each other as they walked into the building (Y/n) figured they were going.

"I must admit, Number Five, in all the time that I've been here, I've never met anyone quite like you." The Handler complimented, waving to a couple men who said their hellos as they pasted by.

"Hazel and Cha-Cha, for example, are talented, certainly, but they can't see the big picture. Your spunk, your enterprising spirit," She put her arm around Five's shoulders. "Well, it reminds me a great deal of myself, if... I may be so vainglorious. If things work out for you both here, you could potentially make a fine sucessor, Five."

The three of them stepped into the building where dozens of people roamed about in suits. A long staircase led to the floor up above them and the construction of the building gave (Y/n) a feeling of uncertainty. The Handler pushed off her black overcoat and another worker took it out of her hands.

"I'd like to discuss the logistics of our family's safety at your earliest convience. As well as this body replacement." Five brought up as they accended up the stairs.