Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 21

ALLISON AND Y/N were back on the road. They got stuck in traffic. Y/N was chewing off her nails as she looked over to her side and front. It was her own coping mechanism not to snap for being impatient.

Until she found a familiar black and white scarf hanging on a post from afar. She tapped on Allison's shoulder to get her attention, "Isn't that Vanya's scarf?" She pointed the piece of clothing for Allison to see.

Allison glanced at the direction where she was pointing and then back at Y/N. They unintentionally unbuckled their seatbelts in unis son and got out of the car. Number Three put on a pair of sunglasses in the process.

They approached it with a pace and grabbed a hold of it. "Vanya." Allison muttered under her breath.

They looked over to their right to see a crime scene. Y/N saw spots of blood all over the walls. Memories of the Commission went flooding back to her brain. It made her shudder. "You okay?" Allison asked.

"Y-Yeah, I just zoned out a little." The girl answered.

The two of them walked towards it and went under the yellow tape. "Hey. Pardon me. Hey." Until a police officer stopped them.

"I gotta ask you two to stay behind the lines. We had an accident here last night." He informed. Y/N scoffed, "Thanks for stating the obvious.." She muttered.

"What did you just say?" The cop asked as he heard what she said. The girl put up an innocent smile as she looked up at him. "Nothing." She said.

"What kind of accident?" Alison asked, going back to the topic.

"Ma'am, the lines, please." The two of them obliged (of course, Y/N was a little annoyed).

"Sorry." Allison mumbled as she did so.

"Got a lot of stuff on the ground, okay? To be wary of." The officer stated, still not answering Allison's question.

Y/N rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, now can you please answer her question? What happened last night?" She didn't mean to be rude, but he was wasting their time.

"We're still trying to figure that out." The police answered, "As soon as we do, you'll be able to read it in the newspaper with everybody else, okay? So, have a nice day." With that, he turned away.

He was about to walk away, but Allison stopped him, taking off her sunglasses in the process, "Look, officer, if there is any-"

"Holy shit!" The police officer exclaimed in shock as he saw her, "You're Allison Hargreeves, right?"

"Well, you see her in your own eyes so.. yeah." Y/N remarked as she wavered her hand on her sister like it was a figurine.

"I saw you on TV two nights ago in that Sandra Bullock movie about underpaid teachers that rob a bank." The girl couldn't help but scowl at the man. Is he still gonna do his job or just gawk over my sister? She asked herself.

"Yeah. That's me." Allison chuckled, trying to be polite. "And this is my... Intern." She said, referring to Y/N.

"Oh. Wow. Hey." He drawled happily, "If I'm being honest, my wife and I, we prefer you in romantic comedies. The Love on Loan trilogy."

And I prefer you doing your job. Y/N retorted internally. She folded her arms together and started tapping her foot on the ground impatiently, putting all of her wait to her right leg.

Allison acted as if she was intrigued by his opinion. She was flattered, yes, but it wasn't the time to have a conversation with a fan. "We can't get enough of it." He told her with a grin on his face.