“H-Hannes, you don’t have to tell him. Just tell them you ran a check and found explosives when we got here-”
“I can’t do that, Madam Johnson. We have spectators already.” Hannes argues with Cassandra. She begs him not to let Louis know who had investigated the problem in the first place. She wanted to keep it as a secret from Louis.
“Hannes, listen to me. Louis will kill us for getting involved in this shit. We know him-”
“But he is our boss and his safety is our ultimate duty. I can’t believe I failed to such a lousy lie of theirs.”
“Hannes, please. We understand your resolve but-” Zayn was cut off as they hear the male on the phone.
“Hello?” It was Louis.
Hannes moves away from the siblings as he explains his side of the story. What the siblings have done.
“What!? What are they fucking doing over there!? Oh my God. I’m coming. Don’t let them go anywhere!” Louis’s shaky voice reaches them. He was definitely pissed. Or even angry at them both.
Hannes turns around to Cassandra biting down on her lip and Zayn spectating the male being dragged away. David was caught for planting a bomb, or perhaps involved in the crime.
In under five minutes, Louis and his old male assistant reach the scene. Cassandra feels her heart race against her chest, it was beating too loud and she didn’t like the look on her brother’s face.
Louis runs towards the two with tears in his eyes. Zayn was confused. Were they tears or anger or were they tears of concern for them?
Louis crashes into the two to embrace them. He hugs them tightly to his chest.
“Stupid Cassie, Stupid Zayn… oh god. I’m so happy you two are alright.”
Cassandra wiggles out of his grip.
“Are you kidding me, Louis!? You were about to die in a bomb tomorrow and you’re fucking worried about us!?”
“Cassandra!” The way he roars her name makes her jump in her toes. Shocked and frozen in her feet, her lip wobbles as tears jerk from the corner of her eyes.
“Do you understand the situation you are in!? He and his staff were armed! They could have killed you and got away with it! And you!” Zayn flinches when his collar was grabbed harshly.
“Why were you encouraging her!? Shouldn’t you be taking better decisions, Zayn!?”
“I-” Louis pushes Zayn backwards as he stumbles on his feet.
“Boss, sit down.” Hannes tells his subordinates to get their boss a chair. Cassandra and Zayn see Louis in a turmoil of emotions. He couldn’t stop shivering in thought. What would have even happened if they were harmed during their personal little quest?
Cassandra walks towards the male holding his head, seated on the plastic chair as the bomb specialists arrive behind him. Zayn calls out her name, whispering not to go to him as he held her back. She yanks her hand from his grip and goes to talk to Louis anyway.
“Louis,” She crouches down on her knees in the front, begging for forgiveness.
“Louis, I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad at me.”
“Cassie…” Louis turns to her as he softly presses their foreheads together.
“You don’t know how I feel right now, Cassie. Just think about me. What would have happened to you and Zayn if you two ever got overpowered by these people? They’re dangerous, sweetie.” Zayn approaches them as well.
“We know. But we couldn’t just make everyone alert about the situation. Imagine if we gave away that we were investigating it. And… and we’re sorry that we used this.” Zayn pulls out the aluminum device and Cassandra follows him.
Louis gradually goes into shock as he stares at the devices which were meant to be destroyed in the lab the following week.
“I knew I shouldn’t have showed you this. Fuck…”
“But it saved our lives, Louis. It saved us from losing you.” Louis bites down on his bottom lip as he hears Zayn’s fearful words.
He sighs, looking up at the sky. The orange and blue hue mix together at the evening, the colors calming his mind as he sees black after closing his eyes.
“We gotta talk to dad. Tell everyone what happened, Hannes.”
“Sir, I would like to apologize as well. We were denied access-”
“Let’s not think about the past. I hope you’ve learned your lesson today.” Hannes’s shocked face nods. Louis looks over his shoulder to see the man saluting to him.
“Come on. Let’s go home.”
Says Louis.
They reach the siblings house at 6 as Framton arrives at around that time.
“Where are they?” Louis was surprised to see Framton disheleved and disoriented. He’s never been in such a worried state. It was all Zayn and Cassandra’s fault for acting on their own without the help of officials and professionals.
He too, jogs towards them as best his old legs allowed and embraces them. Zayn, for after a long time cries in the arms of his grandfather, seeking apologies for worrying him so greatly.
“Do not worry now, children. Louis, I talked to the media and they won’t let anyone know who was behind the investigation. What did you two even do?”
“Well…” all three of them begin to explain everything. Framton closes his mouth in mortal surprise, petrified that his children were capable of doing such things too.
“You guys really grew some balls, didn’t you?” Nick says.
“Somehow they grew bigger than most. I don’t even know what made us act that way.” Zayn lies as Cassandra holds back a smile in the tensed situation.
“I agree. Zayn and Cassandra have bigger balls than us now.” Alex and Nick make the conversation less dense as Framton whistles through his teeth.
“Could you two stop talking about balls all the time? I’m so glad your clinginess to your brother eventually saved his life. I don’t know what divine force was guiding you to act that way.” Cassandra was wide-eyed.
It was definitely a mystic divine force guiding them.
Except… it was the God of Death itself, guiding them to saves three lives of the Johnsons.