All we ever wanted

let's compare scars. ill tell you whose is worse

I'm currently getting dressed along with Noah. I have some black ripped skinny jeans on, a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a black tie, and my black boots on.

I walk out of my room and knock on Noah's door gently

"Hey, you ready? We're gonna be late"

"Yeah, yeah I'm good," he says from inside

I chuckle then walk into the bathroom and fix my hair a little. I cut it a few days ago to a little over my shoulders, I've had it long for years and I feel like a change; I'm getting tired of it getting in the way.

I part my hair to the side and fix it up a bit more and decide it looks fine. I walk out of the bathroom and Noah walks out of his room

"Ready? You look good" he says while adjusting his tie

"Thanks, I wanna say the same for you but..." I chuckle

"Oh, ha ha" he rolls his eyes

We walk out of the apartment and he locks the door. We get into the car and drive off to the place we need to go to.

"How is your brother doing? Every time I ask he says 'I'm fine' and changes the topic"

"Yeah, sounds like him. His hand is a little better he's been using it a little more" he smiles slightly

"That's good" I nod my head

I sigh while laying back in my chair.

"Y'know I've been thinking, this is weird. That the guy asked for both of us to come in."

Noah's eyebrows furrow as he thinks then he quickly glances at me.

"Yeah, it is now that you mention it"

"Not that I'm complaining. A job's a job, but it's weird that he asked for me without you even mentioning that you knew me. Like he just...I don't know man.."

Noah nods and looks fully back to the road. I chuckle as I watch him drive so stiff, he's still traumatized thanks to Mirage.

We pull up to the parking lot so Noah quickly parks and we get out.

As we make our way into the entrance of the garage Noah fixes his tie while I shove my hands in my pockets.

"Um, how you doing sir?" Noah asks as he approaches the security guard

The security guard nods while putting his coffee down on the desk.

"We're here for the job interview," Noah says

I pull my hands out of my pockets along with my wallet and we both take out our IDs

"Noah Diaz" he hands him his ID

I quickly lean over in front of Noah and hand the guard my ID

"Y/n l/n"

The guard looks down at the IDs while picking up the nearby phone.

"I'll tell them you're here" he nods and dials a number

"This Sunday on 60 minutes--" I hear from the little tv on the desk

I quickly tap Noah's arm while looking at it so he looks too.

"I sit down to talk with Elena Wallace"

The camera switches from the lady to a very happy, grinning Elena.

"She recently discovered an underground tunnel with a network of catacombs, dating back to 5000 BC" It shows an overhead view of the courtyard we were at