power lines / five hargreeves x gn!reader

An alleyway in Dallas

Y/n fell back out into the alleyway, the date of which was a few weeks later, grunting as they hit the concrete and stumbled against a wall. They blinked the confusion away as best they could, hands pressing against the brick to stabilise themself. Back in Dallas. They weren't exactly sure when this was, and just hoped they weren't too late- or too early.

They dusted themself down. There was a backpack on them. Theirs. It felt heavy. Y/n wasn't sure what was in it.

In an instant, Five blinked behind them. "Y/n?"

Y/n swung around in shock, face immediately lighting up as they moved over towards him, "Five!" They laughed, grin unmistakable.

Five looked relieved, "Finally. What the hell happened to you?"

"Post-Incompatible problems. I got taken back for a... few more years. But I'm back- I'm back, uh, what day is it?" They blinked.

"November 18. 1963." Five answered, "I heard you went back into another rift. What happened?"

They waved a hand, "Same as last time. Thrown around in a bunch of different realities 'til it spat me back here. It's- the 18th? Fuck. It never spits me back out at a useful time."

Five frowned, "What?"

"The apocalypse?" Y/n volunteered, "Uh, the rift told me."

"The rift-" Five began incredulously, before stopping himself, "You know what? Not important. Come inside." He grabbed their hand and, before they could respond, blinked away inside a building.

Diego sat up, "Y/n? You're back?"

Y/n looked at him and blinked in surprise, "Diego? You're shirtless?" They quickly averted their gaze.

"I got stabbed." He said, by way of explanation.

"Hi, who is this?" A voice asked. Y/n stopped averting their gaze and noticed a new person standing by Diego. Lila.

Y/n smiled and raised a hand in a wave, "Hi, I'm, uh, Y/n. And you?"

"Lila."

Diego looked over to Lila, "Another person from the Academy. They've lived with us since we were twelve."

"How come you took so long to get here?"

Y/n shrugged, "Oh, it's very complicated. I have, uh-" they looked between Diego and Five, "are we- does she-"

Five was making coffee, "She does."

"My, uh, powers caused me to get very sick when I was younger, which is also why I look slightly older than Five." They grinned at Five, who shot them a look, "So, uh, I got taken into other realities and it causes complications still, apparently!"

Diego sat up in alarm, "Woah, woah, that's why you took so long to get here?"

Y/n nodded, "Yeah. I landed and then got whisked away again. Please put a shirt on." Diego let out a laugh.

"Hi, I'm Elliott." A man introduced himself, raising a hand awkwardly and smiling at them.

"Hi." Y/n beamed at him, "It's nice to meet you. I'm guessing this is your house everyone's taken up residence in?"

He smiled, "Uh, yeah. It's okay, though, I don't mind-"

"We have more pressing matters to discuss." Five said, clearing his throat and sipping a cup of coffee, "As it stands, our current mission is sneaking into the Mexican Consulate."

Y/n nodded, sitting down on one of the sofas, "Okay, cool. Why?"

"Dad's gonna be there." Diego answered.

"Mr. Hargreeves? Oh. I forgot he was alive then. Cool. Any dress code?" They asked, focused on opening up their back to discover what was inside. At the top were some different clothes.

"Formalwear." Five responded.

They looked down at themself just to check, "Great. I'm still in whatever the Commission gave me.

He scrunched up his face, sarcasm thick in his voice "Great."

Lila frowned slightly, looking between the others, "What's the Commission?"

"A time-travelling organisation." Five responded dryly, "Y/n used to work for them."

Y/n waved a hand, "Regardless. We've got a consulate to sneak into, right? Let's go."