Welcome To Hell
This time the cars drove faster then before as the sirens where wailing. You kept your hand on your gun. It was obvious everyone was on edge after what had just happened. You still couldn’t believe it, part of you was in shock after seeing your fellow team mates die. Yet the feeling you felt more strongly was anger. Anger at how these good men died to protect a criminal. Not just any criminal but Wilson Fisk. A man who had killed more innocent people than you could even count. The man who nearly killed the man you once loved so much.
Angry that you were unable to help your unit, your skills meant nothing in that moment.
You looked over at Nadeem and saw how his jaw was tense. Nobody was talking in the car.
You had finally arrived at the destination, everyone almost jumped out of the car right away.
“Move! Move!” Nadeem shouted at Fisk as he almost dragged him out of the vehicle.
You quickly followed Nadeem who held on to Fisk as he pushed him towards the enterance.
Fisk said he needed to make a call. You scoffed at hearing him say it.
You saw Poindexter coming towards you.
“Lobby’s secure.” he said and started to walk next to you behind Nadeem.
“Straight to the nest! Move!.” Nadeem said as he pushed Fisk inside.“Do you have status on anyone?” he asks Poindexter.
Poindexter looked at you for a second before answering Nadeem “Two agents in surgery now. We lost five for this shitbag.”
“Jesus.” you breathed. And shook your head in disbelieve “Goddamnit.”
You looked over at Poindexter “Do you now if they were in my unit?”
He shook his head “ No sorry, no information on that yet.”
He was still watching Fisk like a hawk. You wondered if you were not there, would he have killed Fisk like he killed those two men?
“Donovan!” Fisk suddenly calls out.
“Stay back!” Nadeem shouts to the men waiting up ahead and you instinctively put your hand on your gun again.
“We’re his attorneys.” They declare.
You shake your head.
“Congratulations. Stay back.” Poindexter tells them.
You laughed a little as he said it, took the words right out of your mouth.
He noticed your laugh and smirked at you for a second.
“Locate Vanessa.” Fisk commanded his Lawyers “The albanians, they tried to get to me. They’ll go for her too.”
“I wished they had..” you murmured. This time Poindexter had to try not to laugh at your remark.
“My client is not implying that he knows how to reach a wanted fugitive.” his lawyer quickly exclaimed and you raised an eyebrow.
“Of course not.” you said very sarcastically.
“And make sure she’s safe!” Fisk shouted at them and you had to resisted rolling your eyes.
You walked into the elevator with the other agents. The elevator was a little cramped for everyone to fit, you were kind of pushed in between Poindexter and the elevator walls.
You were never a fan of small spaces so this was not quite in your comfort zone. The elevator started to move and you bumped into Poindexter for a moment, your hand slightly grazing his chest as you lost your balance for a split second. “Sorry..” you quickly said and moved a bit further away against the wall.
He seemed a bit startled as he looked at you and nodded, acknowledging your apology.
You noticed how uneasy he got which suprised you, you thought he was more like the stern and tough type.
The Elevator doors opened and you moved aside a bit so the other could get out before you. There were other agents in the hall and you were glad to see there was a lot of security. Fisk and nadeem walked through the metal detector first.
Nadeem sighed “We’re good. Get the medic.” He ordered .
“He’s fine.” Poindexter says, cleary not wanting to help Fisk one bit.
“For me and to check on Agent (y/n)’s head wound, not him.” Nadeem says.
Poindexter gave you a quick look “Copy that. Shitbag’s all yours.” Poindexter exclaims as he started to walk away to get the medic.
Nadeem stopped Poindexter for a moment “Dex, check in with the SAC.”
“We’re down too many agents. The debrief can wait.”. Poindexter says reluctantly.
“You know the deal. Follow the protocol and get back here ASAP.” Nadeem tells him.
“Yeah.” Poindexter walks into a room that appears to be a surveillance room. You follow Nadeem and the other agents to the penthouse.
Nadeem walks in first as he starts to explain things to Fisk.
“ You will be confined to these quarters. You’ll be monitored at all times. You are allowed no outside contact other than your lawyers.” he says as he walks around the room. Your eyes widden as you see just how big these ‘quarters’ actually are.
“Armed guards will be stationed outside 24/7.” he says as he walked over to Fisk to remove his handcuffs. “You’ll be safe here.”
“ 'Safe’. You nearly had me killed.” Fisk says.
Your eyes shot over to them as you heard this.
Nadeem lashed out and grabbed Fisk “Good men died tonight. You will make their sacrifice worth something.” his voice was filled with rage.
You walked closer to them “ Sir..” Nadeem looked at you for a moment and released Fisk.
“Or you can shove our deal up your ass.” he says to Fisk.
Nadeem walked past Fisk outside and you and the other agents followed him.
As you walked away from the penthouse Nadeem stops you in your tracks.
“ (y/n) I need you to work together with Dex.” he asks you.
“With Poindexter ?”
He nodded “ Yeah, you two are currently the best agents here. I want you and Dex to keep an eye on who comes in and out of this place. And keep an eye on Fisk as well.”
“Okay, got it.” you wanted to ask Nadeem a question that you had wanted to ask since this all started.
Nadeem turned around to walk away.
“Nadeem?” you said and he turned back around to you, you walked over to him. “Permission to speak freely?”
“Considering you dragged me out of that car, go right ahead.” he says.
“Do you think you can trust Fisk?”
Nadeem seemed to think about the answer for a while, which makes you believe that he indeed had doubt.”
“I trust that he loves his Vanessa enough not to screw her chances up of having the charges dropped against her.” he finally answered.
“Go home (y/n), get some rest. God knows we need it.”
You scoffed and nodded.
“You too.” you said as he walked away.