ᵃˢ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ. <<FIVE HARGREEVES X READER>>

10

The next day came faster than expected, Five thought. But it could be all the stress too. Right now he was back at Elliott's place, looking at the pictures Elliott made.

"Elliott, did you develop these photos yourself?" Number Five questioned.

"Of course." Elliott answered as he shovelled some cereal into his mouth, "I can't exactly drop this stuff off at the neighbourhood Fotomat. Government has eyes everywhere."

"I didn't see a dark room." Five recalled, thinking if the last time he was here.

"Yeah, I converted the hallway closet." Elliott informed.

Five grabbed a pen and scratched ink on the date of the hard copy of the footage he had. He did his best to cover it while the paranoid man turned on his radio.

The Boy held out the film to him, "can you develop this?"

Elliott took it from him and inspected the subject on the back. "Huh, 'Frankel Footage'." He pondered, "friends of yours?"

"Cousins on my robot mother's side." Five deadpanned, "can you do it or not?"

"Sure I can."

"How long?" Five asked.

"Well, I mean, I'm running low on acetic acid. Beeker's Cameras is open today, but, it's two miles away. I mean, I would have to take the bus.." Five got more annoyed as Elliott kept rambling on his whole routine, "..On the other hand, Gibson's is only ten blocks away, but I gotta cut through the park and there's pigeons-"

"Elliott." The Boy interrupted.

"It's like, five, maybe six hours." Elliott said quickly as soon as he heard Five getting irritated.

It was quiet for a few moments before they heard the radio speak up.

'Attention all units, we have a code 3-15 at the Holbrook Sanitarium.'

"What the hell is a code 3-15?" Five asked.

Elliott just hummed, "fugitives on the run."

Number Five perked up a bit and then started to really listen to the radio. He knew who those fugitives were.

'Twenty-five patients still at large. Many are considered armed and dangerous.'

Five sighed in frustration, "oh, Diego."

"Who's Diego?" Elliott puzzled from somewhere behind.

"Imagine Batman, then aim lower." Five explained, using a little hand gesture for extra effect. "You get started on that film." He ordered, about to leave. That was until the radio spoke again.

'Another fellow fugitive identified as (Y/n) Hargreeves was spotted assisting the patients in escaping. She should also be considered threatening and murderous.'

Five exhaled in relief. She wasn't at the commission. Now he knew she was at least here in Dallas. He wanted to find her, no, he needed to find her.

Five heard Elliott chuckle from behind him. "What is it?" He asked, eager to leave and start looking.

"I-It's sort of funny." He exclaimed, now a bit nervous that Five heard him. "she is quite threatening, but respectful. They make her sound like such a-"

Number Five's ears perked up. "You met her?"

"Ye..Yeah, yeah, she was here last night and the day before." He stammered, "took an article and some coffee, then left. That was yesterday."

"Did she say where she was going?" Five asked quickly, a bit faster than he would've liked.

Elliott shook his head and backed away, "no.. she didn't. I remember her coming in and reading a lot of papers, trying to find you guys. Just like you did. Actually, she reminds me of you quite a bit-"