Hi Hitman fandom I'm too tired & sick with the flu to write this fic but I needed to get it out of my system so here, have the general idea/outline. Content warning for extreme fluffiness and Absolution being canon. Like, seriously, it's so sweet even G seems too harsh a rating.
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47 is staying at Diana's for some reason. The reason doesn't really matter. Victoria is there too. He's up early in the morning. It's snowed and there's frost on the windows. Diana is still asleep because she went over files and floorplans until the early morning hours. Handler stuff.
47 gets up and heads into the living room. He's reading a magazine or scientific article or something (no tv or music so Diana can sleep in) when Victoria approaches. She's up early too. #JustCloneThings She's never seen snow before and also could 47 please make her breakfast?
47, having no idea what kids like, makes her like a protein-rich oatmeal or something, but she likes it anyway. Then she says she wants to go outside and make snowmen like she's seen in movies. 47 being a good assassin puppy goes with her, after making sure she's dressed properly for the weather: with one of his scarves wrapped around her neck nearly swallowing her whole.
He helps her build the snowman and just when he wants to head inside to go look for a carrot for the nose Diana is standing in the doorway. She's brought a carrot and also one of 47's ties. It got slightly damaged on his most recent mission so it was on the 'incinerate' pile but Diana drapes it around the snowman's neck. "Our private protector, even when you're off working." Then they head inside and have hot chocolate. And 47 ends up with the sniffles because he was so focused on keeping Victoria warm that he kind of forgot about himself.
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"This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard" from this fic drabble ask.
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He slowly opens the girl's bedroom door, peering in to find her asleep, with her foot propped up on pillows and her stuffed rabbit held close. He doesn't enter, not wanting to wake her. Instead, he takes a short moment to watch her, ensuring the teen is comfortable and sleeping soundly before closing the door and returning downstairs.
Diana sits in the living room, wrapped up in her silk robe as she scrolls through the latest news on her tablet.
"You don't need to keep checking on her," she says softly without looking up. "I'm sure nothing has changed in the last 14 minutes."
He sits on the couch near her, his fingers desperately trying not to fidget against his own knees. He glances up at the living room clock, realizing she was right. It had only been a few minutes since he last checked on their child.
"What did the doctor say again?" He asks.
She sighs, resting the tablet in her lap, giving him a look he knows all too well.
"Please?" He practically begs.
"She'll be fine in a few days," she speaks slowly. "A week at most. It's just a moderate sprain of the ankle, 47. Nothing more."
"And you're sure the doctor double checked the scan?"
"Triple checked. I'm certain. It's only a sprain."
"Okay," he nods, still only half convinced. An uncertain feeling gnaws at the pit of his stomach. He hesitates if only slightly, before continuing his line of questioning.
"Do you think...." He trails off, eyes glued to the floor.
"Think what?"
He purses his lips, frustrated. "It's stupid."
She clicks her tongue in disapproval. "Come on. I'm sure it isn't stupid. Tell me."
"Do you think she's mad at me?"
"Mad at you? God no, 47."
"I pushed her too hard-"
"Now, now." She puts up a finger to stop him. "I've seen you train together, she pushes you just as hard."
"We were running through the woods and-"
"I know for a fact that she loves to race you home for dinner... and that you've been the rotten egg on more than one occasion."
"Diana, I should have been more careful."
"She's a growing girl with lots of energy. Accidents are bound to happen. We can't help it, it's a part of life."
"Sometimes I just..." he grits his teeth together.
She continues to listen, pushing her tablet onto the coffee table.
"I just think you two would be better off without me," he speaks in a low voice.
"Oh 47, no." She chides pitifully. She moves over to the couch to sit right next to him, and takes his hands in her own.
"Now that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard," she says, in a bit of a playful tone. "We couldn't possibly survive without you around."
He looks up at her, his eyes still full of disappointment in himself.
"You've seen how excited she is when you come home from travelling. She loves spending time with you, and there are just some things I can't do. You won't catch me running in these woods or climbing those tall trees, or even watching those God awful comedy movies you both like."
He gives her a small smile.
"You make her breakfast just the way she likes and you're a very good tutor when it comes to her online studies. You always somehow know exactly what she wants for her birthday."
He nods slowly.
"You're her father, 47. I know how much you love her, and so does she."
He squeezes her hands in return, his self doubt starting to fade.
"Come on, let's get you a nice drink and maybe I can give you a shoulder rub to take your mind off of things, hm? And we can check on her one more time before we go to bed."
He cracks another one of his small, signature smiles before putting his arm around Diana, pulling her close and pressing a kiss against her forehead.
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Do you think Diana sends 47 on errands the same way she sends him on missions?
"Good morning, 47. Your targets are at least three cartons of milk and fours cartons of eggs that can be found at our local grocery store. Your secondary targets are a carton of chocolate ice cream for Victoria and a bottle of Dom Perignon Rose Vintage wine. Security has increased since your last visit due to a series of... unrelated burglaries, but I trust your skills can handle the job. Good hunting, 47."
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ive been playing a lot of hitman and recently read the lore of the other games i havent played and it would be SO COOL to have Victoria as the player of a future hitman game.
THE POTENTIAL IS THERE!!
maybe she never threw away the necklace and, when shes grown up, is thrust into the life of being a hitman. maybe she has to save 47 or Diana? id prefer 47, and Diana helps her. but also the vice versa having 47 be her guiding voice could give some hilarious dialogue opportunities if you know how 47 talks sometimes lmaoo
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Hitman (Video Games), Hitman: Absolution
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Agent 47 (Hitman), Blake Dexter, Sanchez, Layla Stockton
Additional Tags: Victoria (mentioned) - Freeform, Diana Burnwood (mentioned) - Freeform, Canon Rewrite
Summary:
The one in the Terminus hotel where Agent 47 gets caught, Blake Dexter shows us that he's an idiot, and nothing makes sense. I rewrote it and tried to make it better!
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