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Aces & Spades - J.Seresin - Part II

Synopsis: lines between your personal life and undercover life were getting more and more blurred. How did you protect yourself and the one person who made you feel semi normal?

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x CIA!Reader

warnings: 18+ as always, mentions of violence, mentions of sex, mentions of trafficking, otherwise cocky.fluffy jake

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The phone in your back pocket vibrates as you climb out of the tahoe, boots hitting the ground. Pulling it from your pocket, expecting it to be Joe.

Jake: the club is definitely not the same without you

You smile and type a quick reply back

You: You make me blush, I will be back before you know it.

Taking a deep breath you slide the phone back into your pocket. The suit was tight against your skin, you have been undercover for so long it felt wrong to be fully clothed.

Buttoning the jacket you pull the badge from your pocket and hook it to your pants loop and make your way up the stairs.

Joe paced the room as Kaitlyn stood at the end of the table. “It’s gonna be fine” she mumbles, watching as you walk through security and make your way to the elevator and to their floor.

“She is getting close with him” Joe sighs as Kaitlyn turns to face her, arms across her chest. “So did you” she raises her brow as Joe scoffs but a knock at the door stops her argument. “Come in” Kaitlyn adds as you push your way through with your shoulder.

You nod towards Kaitlyn, taking the sunglasses off the top of your head and putting them into your pocket, “senator”.

She nods back and makes her way to the table. “How are you?” she asks as you open your mouth “you know damn well I do not care” she adds as she motiones you to sit down.

“Why am I here?” you question between her and joe, crossing your leg over the other in the chair. The manilla envelope is slammed on the table and shoved to you. “We have another problem” you sigh and open the envelope.

Furrowing your brows looking up at them, “we know where they are hiding them?” you question, looking between the both of them before standing. “What does this mean for me?” you question, hands in your pockets and Joe scoffs. Kaitlyn raises her hand to stop Joe, looking at you.

“Ace, Do I have your word that you are fully in this?” she questions as you furrow your brows, “absolutely, I have done three of these now Kait, I think i can handle it” she nods hands shoving back into her pockets.

“I believe you. Prove it to me before POTUS hears about it” she whispers as you nod looking between the two of them. “I want you to meet the team in Virginia, I want you on this” Joe crosses her arms as you nod slowly, “I mean it Ace” she adds as you nod. “Am I free to go?” you question as Joe sighs and nods. You smile at the two of them, “thanks for having me’ and walk through the door quickly.

“Are you sure we can trust her?” Joe questions as Kaitlyn chuckles. “She has accomplished more than you did as a lioness Joe, so many more assasinations, so many busts” Kaitlyn looks at her with a raised brow.

“You should be giving her a chance, if she wants to fuck this man, let her. She earned it’ she pushes the door open and makes her way down the hall.

It felt like your life was uprooted once again.

This was all part of the job.

The captain made his way out with a gentle smile. “Hi again” he nodded, you shared the same gentle smile, tossing your bag into the chair and falling into the one beside it with a heavy sigh.

“Where are we off to?” he asks as you smile up at him gently. “Virginia please” he nods and makes his way back to the front of the plane. You pull the civilian phone from your pocket to type out a quick message.

You: I will be out of town longer than expected, my aunt is not doing well! I’m so sorry”

you set it aside as a text comes through almost instantly.

Ally: do not stress! We got this! Let me know if you need anything xx

You hated lying to her and wondered if she knew what her husband was and is capable of. “We are going to take off Ms (Y/L/N)” the pilot's voice comes over the intercom as you smile, “thank you”.

The flight was going to be quick but you also knew who would be waiting for you upon landing.

Rooster makes his way back to the table setting the beer beside Jake with a smirk, “you look like a lost puppy”. Jake sighs and sips on his beer with a chuckle, “I feel bad, she’s having family trouble” he admits, looking down at his phone to see if he had missed any texts from you.

As his eyes went to look away, your name came across the screen.

Val: I’m so sorry I don’t know when I will be back in Cali, lots of issues going on here

He frowns slightly and types a response back.

“She is going to be there for a while” he sighs and sets the phone down. Rooster raises a brow as he looks at his friend, “you seem really into her” he notes as he shrugs.

“I mean I haven’t really gone on a date or anything with her yet” he admits as Rooster nods. “But you are invested” he adds as Phoenix sits down beside the two of them.

“Talking about his stripper?” she questions as Jake rolls his eyes. “She is not a stripper” he adds as she nods behind her straw with a smirk. “i’m sorry, dancer” she emphasises as he rolls his eyes and sits back in the chair.

“Look who it is” you look up from the table of armory at the deep voice you knew all to well. Your body is stiff. “Alan” you whisper with widening eyes as he stands in front of you on the other side of the table.

“Are you going to give your big brother a hug or what?” he questions as you quickly make your way around the table and into his arms.

“Are you going with us?” you ask as he nods, ruffling your hair.

“I am but you know why I am here” he adds, hands on his hips. “Hear there is someone in your life, got you all goo goo eye” he mumbles, picking up a small handgun and inspecting it and quickly knocking the magazine out and onto the table. “Joe told you” you sigh, hands on your hips as the rest of the team makes their way into the warehouse.

“She did, worried about ya” he adds, setting the firearm back down looking at you. “I am an adult” you add. He nods with a smirk, “also one of the worlds best assassins, does he know that?” you shake your head and cross your arms.

“No” he nods, “he knows you as valentine, a stripper” closing your eyes, your head falls to avoid his eyeline. “I know a job is a job and I understand why and what you have to do but honey” he sighs and stands in front of you, pushing your chin towards him.

“I love you and I do not want you to get hurt” you nod, smiling at him. “Alright!” Joe walks in, already dressed in her vest and weapons and smirk on her face. "Let's get to work”.

The sun had just set as you climbed out of the helicopter. Dressed in your vest and pulling the sniper from your side, walking through the hayfield. “You ready ace?” You can hear Joe's voice in your ear as you stop at the top of the hill, the camp clear as day, even in the dark right in front of you.

“What do we got eagle two?” the comms are silent until Cruz’s voice picks up, “i’m getting about 25 heat signatures” you shrug and turn back to your team. “Everyone knows their places?” you ask as they all nod.

Alan smirks as he picks up his own weapon. “I got your six” you smirk and flip down the visor of your helmet and make your way down the hill, quiet as a mouse. Two guards at the door hear the sounds of the helicopter as they go to look up in the sky.

You are quick to take the shot and get them both to the ground in seconds. “Alright” you whisper, looking around the corner. “On my count” your eyes are scanning the room, looking at all the faces of the young women in their underwear and t-shirts.

Scared.

Your eyes fall to the two men walking the room with their AR-15’s. Mick and Lloyd.

Pulling the mask over your face, turning to look over your shoulder with three fingers, counting them down and quickly turning and kicking the door in.

The club music was loud. Louder than you were used to as you made your way through the curtains. You had been away from California for almost two weeks.

You had to lock back into Valentine, you're no longer you but the dancer who was flirting with the sweet naval pilot.

A gasp pulls you from your thoughts, looking up at Georgia who rushes to you. You smile and quickly drop your bag, “G!” she is quick to pull you into a hug,squealing as she does so. “I am so glad you are back!” she gaps, hands on your shoulders.

“Are you okay?” she asks, she notices a scrape on your chin you got in the raid last week, you shrug it off with a smile. “I’m okay” she smiles as you kiss her cheek and move past her. “I mean in general, Ally said your aunt was sick” you nod with a sad smile.

“She is okay now, in a much better place” you admit as she nods, hugging you from behind the chair. “Scar is gonna be so excited to see you when she gets here!” she squeals and makes her way down the stairs.

You can’t help your curiosity, you told Jake you were back in town and as you pull the curtain back, his seat was empty.

The plummet of your heart could be heard for miles. You have to tell yourself he’s just busy. He is in the navy after all.

“V!” Scarlett is quick to grab your hand to stop you from sitting as you smile at her. “Hi scar!” she grins, pulling you towards the bar. “C’mon! James and his guys are here, Lloyd and Mick!” pulling you towards the bar you can feel Bobby’s eyes staring holes into the back of your head as you approach the table.

“Gentleman” Scarlett climbs into the booth beside Tony, kissing his cheek quickly. Your eyes scan the rest of them, you notice the bruises on Lloyds face, the busted lip of Mick.

“This is Valentine, you can call her Val” she smiles as you wave shyly, sitting down beside Mick. “She's also single,” Georgia adds as Ally approaches the table. You smile up at her and move to let her in to sit beside LLoyd. You cross your leg over the other and listen to the conversations around the table.

You knew no business talk as Ally made it clear in the club. “So Val” you look over at the sound of your ‘name’ and smile at Mick. “Yes?” you ask as he grins. “Can I get you a drink?”

You couldn’t scrub the taste of cigarettes and cheap beer from your mouth any harder as you stood over the sink. “Was it that bad?” Bobby laughs harder at the daggers coming from your eyes.

“Disgusting ugh” you cringe at the idea of having to kiss him again. “Anything for the target” you mumble and sit down on the couch beside Randy who hands the bottle of beer over willingly.

You happily take a swig of the beer, handing it back over to him. “Any sign of your Pilot?” he asks as you shake your head, sinking into the couch. “No show” you mumble and watch as he continues to play his video game. “Maybe that is a sign” Bobby mumbles behind her own beer bottle as you again send daggers her way.

She sinks into the cushions as you sigh. “Who knows” you shrug.

you tried to downplay your disappointment but after working with you on multiple ops, Bobby knew you were disappointed.

Two weeks. It was two weeks before his seat was occupied again.

“Val” Scarlett grins from the curtains as you look up from your mirror, lip gloss wand in hand. “Hm?’ you question, applying the berry red gloss.

“He’s here!” she squeals, rushing to you with a laugh. “He’s here?” you question, quickly screwing the cap back on your gloss.

“Val!” Vince yells after you as you quickly pull the sheer black robe over your body and rush down the steps, taking them two at a time in the six inch heels. You hated to seem desperate but you didn't want to admit you thought you scared him away.

Stopping short at the end of the steps, James and his crew circled Jake's table. His green eyes followed each man meticulously. “Can I help you gentleman?” He set his glass down, watching them closely. Mick sits himself beside Jake and your skin crawls.

You can feel Bobby's gaze bounce from you and back to Jake. “Yeah, i think you are barking up the wrong tree my friend” Mick smirks, taking Jakes full glass of whiskey.

“Oh? And what tree is this?” Jake's questions.

You couldn’t take it anymore and push the robe off your body.

If there was one way to get a creeps attention, it was a half naked woman.

“Boys” your voice is sultry as you stand in front of them, hands on your hips. The deep red bralette you had on was gorgeous against your skin. Jake kept his eyes on your face as Micks flowed up and down you.

“Are you done here? I have some catching up to do” you motion to Jake as Mick scowles and stands, “for now”. The rest of the group files out as you climb in beside Jake quickly.

Jake quickly shuffles his jacket off to cover your shoulders, “oh” you smile and pull your arms through the sleeves. “Did you miss me?” you smirk, happily taking a glass of water from Ally. “Of course I did” he looks you up and down.

“Where have you been if I can ask?” you question with a raised brow as he shrugs. “I got sent out for recon mostly” he smirks, looking over your face as you can’t help but smile. “I see” you grin, raising your brow. “You can’t tell me where huh?” he chuckles shyly and nods.

“I understand” you sit back in the booth and cross one leg over the other as your eyes stay locked on his greens. You can still feel Mick and his crew’s eyes on your every move. It made your skin crawl.

The Jukebox continued blasting foghat's slow ride as you stood on the sand. Watching through the window at all the people as you hold the army green jacket in your hand, mapping your escape already before you even made it inside.

It had been a few days since Jake last came to the club, you knew why.

He also didn’t know you found a way to find him, his frequent bar. The Hard Deck.

You could’ve found that even without the CIA, he frequently tagged them on instagram. Taking a deep breath you make your way up the stairs and into the crowded bar.

A friday night in fightertown USA.

Scanning the room your eyes land on who you have learned was Jake’s best friend Coyote. He was one of the taller aviators in the group.

You couldn’t approach the group out right so you make your way to the bar and match the kind woman's smile. “What can I get you?” she asks with a grin, setting the towel on the bar as you slide onto the stool. “A club soda would be perfect” you smile as she nods, her smile never falling.

You felt stalkerish approaching Jake this way but you knew outside of the club, this is how you would find him.

How do you break news to someone over text anyways?

It was as Penny set the glass down in front of you, your eyes locked with those forest green ones.

He’s stumbling over his words as he interrupts the conversation he was in to push through the group to approach you.

“What are you doing here?” he can’t help the way his heart rate picked up at the sight of you. You smile up at him, sipping on the club soda with a raised brow. “I mostly came to have a drink buuut, I also have been meaning to give you this” you hold the jacket out to him, he smiles and takes the jacket gently.

“I also wanted to see you,” you admit as his smirk grows wider. “Can we talk?” you ask as he nods, hand held out to help you off the stool, his hand then falling to the small of your back and helping you out onto the deck. You do not hear the whistles of the other aviators who watch as you make your way outside.

Maybe because it was the first time most of them saw you clothed, others because the resident fuck boy had something up his sleeve.

“What is it?” he asks as you sigh heavily. “You can’t come to the club anymore” you look up at him through your lashes as he furrows his brows, setting the beer down beside him.

“What? Why?” you bite your lip.

How do you tell someone their life is in danger if he still comes around? You can’t.

“I think we should establish something outside of that place” you admit, you wish this was Valentine talking not (y/n).

But it was you, true and authentically.

He smirks, moving closer to you as you make no effort to move away from him. “I think I would like that” he grins as you bite back an even bigger smile.

“When is your next day off?” he asks as you think about it for a moment.

“Tuesday” he smirks, nodding, “Tuesday it is then” he winks, walking back through the doors to his group of friends.

You stood there, dumbfounded as he went back on with his day like he didn’t uproot yours every single day.

You calmly make your way back to your car as your phone pings with a new message.

Mick: you still owe me a date darling ;)

a/n: hi there... me again... months later. ya'll I swear I hit the biggest writers block amongst life doing what it does. I swear I will have more of these coming! I appreciate everyone who still wants to be tagged and part of the series! mwah!!!

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