The Plan
Your blood was boiling, both fear and anger clashing inside you. Fisk had managed to catch you off-guard, you did not expect him to already have people in his control inside the damn FBI.
Agent Hunt must be one of them, another must have shutted of the cameras the moment you walked in that place. He knew about your past, you had been so carefull to not leave any traces yet he still found out about it. And Matt, he knew about Matt’s secret identity. You rubbed your hands over your face, you were starting to feel sick. You had to warn him before Fisk got to him.
You walked away from the doors at a quick pace, when you turned the corner you came to a halt quickly as you bumped against someone.
“Shit.” you exclaim as you try to balance yourself.
Dex was quick to grab your arm so you didn’t fall allowing you to regain your balance.
“Why is it that you always bump into me.” he asked you smugly.
You straightened out your jacket with your hands “Because you can’t stay away from me.” you replied to him smugly. He smiled and seemed to bite his lip until he took a better look at you and saw the distress on your face from the conversation you just had with Fisk.
He looked past you and his forehead furrowed “I saw Agent Hunt when I left the Doctor’s room, wasn’t he supposed to be here right now?” he wasn’t really asking, that much you could tell.
“Uh, yeah. He suddenly felt sick.” you had to lie. If Dex knew that Fisk had tricked you, you knew Dex wouldn’t take it calmly. Fisk might consider it smart to make Dex disappear to keep himself safe.
His eyes fell on you again, and you could see the anger in them “He left you in there alone ?! With that shitbag?!” he didn’t wait for your answer as he started to walk away. He stopped after only a few paces and moved back to you, rubbing a hand over his face and you could see that he was trying to appear calm but he was far from that. His jaw tightened and he was clenching his hand so hard his knuckles were turning white “Did he hurt you ?” his voice was tense as his eyes shot to the doors of the penthouse.
“No, Dex. I’m fine.” you took a step closer to him “Nothing happened, okay. Fisk isn’t going to try something while this place is filled with armed people.” you kept your voice steady, you had to calm him down.
“Agent Hunt felt sick. It happens, Dex.”
He gritted his teeth as he nodded to you, his jaw still clenched.
“You sure you’re okay?” he was calming down.
You nodded “Yeah. But thank you for looking out for me.”
He sighed and drew a deep breath “Likewise.”
You started to walk away from the penthouse and Dex followed you. That could have gone south really fast.
“Dex?” you turn to him after calming down a bit. “I kind of have to make a call. Can you maybe get me something from the restaurant? I’m starving.”
“Sure, uh yeah. Anything in particular?” he said and straightened himself again.
You shrugged your shoulders “Not really. Suprise me.”
He supressed a laugh, and you almost immediately regretted saying that. You narrowed your eyes at him “No, wait I..”
“Don’t worry, I got it.” his usual smirk visible on his face as he walked away from you.
You had walked out of the hotel and were sitting in your car. You had to make sure no one would hear you make this call.
Your hands were shaking as you searched for the number in your phone, you had put Matt’s number under a different name just in case.
It rang twice before he picked up.
“(y/n)?” he said. He would never say his name first in case others might be calling him with your phone.
“Yeah. It’s me, Matt.” you rubbed your temple “I think I have a problem.”
“Fisk?” he inquired and he sounded worried right away.
“Yeah. Matt.. he knows about my past. He wants me to work for him.”
You heard Matt scoff through the phone “Wait.. (y/n), how do you know this? How was Fisk able to tell you that?”
“He tricked me, Matt. I was supposed to bring him his food with another agent, Agent Hunt, and Hunt left me in there alone. Fisk had someone turn off the cameras while I was in there with him.”
There was a pause before Matt spoke.
“Are you telling me that Fisk already has people working for him in the FBI as well?” the shock clear in his voice.
“It looks like it. So there are at least two people here who are helping Fisk.” you took a breath “Matt..”
“What is it, (y/n)?”
“Matt.. he knows you’re Daredevil. I swear I did not tell-”
“I know. He had me ambushed in the prison.” he interrupted you.
“Jesus, Matt.” You pushed your palm against your head “Are you okay?”.
“I barely made it out alive and then my cab driver tried to kill me. (Y/n).. even some guards in the prison attacked me. And Fisk was able to call me. He knew where and in which room I was.”
You knew Fisk had people inside the FBI, but the prison too?
“I don’t understand how he could do that. He isn’t able to make calls from inside the penthouse. And he never leaves the place.”
You looked around making sure no one was coming to your car.
“Someone must be helping him over there. Agent Hunt? The one that left you in there alone with Fisk. Do you have any idea who else might be helping him?”
You shook your head as you thought about it “No. Shit. It could be anyone.” but not Dex you thought to yourself.
“Matt?” You ask him.
“Yeah?”
“Why where you inside the prison, I thought you didn’t want to be a lawyer anymore?”
“I was there to get information on the attack on Fisk. The one that made the FBI give him house arrest.”
“And did you find information?” You asked him.
“Remember the guy who shanked Fisk? He walked free the day Fisk moved into the penthouse.”
You always believed Fisk had a plan so you knew what Matt was trying to tell you.
“Fisk made a deal with him.”
“Exactly, we are trying to track the guy down.” He paused “(y/n), we could make him testify against Fisk. How Fisk set it all up and is manipulating the FBI.”
“If Fisk has not killed him by the time you find him.”
“It’s our only chance right now. Listen (y/n), please be carefull. If Fisk asked you to work for him it means he is looking for someone to do his dirty work. He’ll want to keep his hands clean until he is fully free again.”
Your hand grabbed your steering wheel “I know. I have one more question for you though.” you tell him, remembering how he was in the hotel a couple of days ago “Why were you at the hotel, Matt? You know agents are on edge after the ambush. Dex could have shot you.”
It was silent for a moment “Dex?” he sounded interested.
“I work with him. Don’t try to evade the question, Matthew.”
“I’m sorry, (y/n). I.. I was going to.. I mean I was thinking about..” he sighed “ I wanted to stop him once and for all.” he finally admitted.
“Are you serious? You were going to just walk into a building filled with armed FBI agents to kill Fisk?” you resisted the urge to throw your phone.
“It was a stupid idea. I know that, I just couldn’t believe Fisk is getting away with all this.” Matt sounded stressed.
“He lost last time and he will lose again, Matt.”
“You’re right. Ugh, I’ll look for the guy. Just be carefull, don’t let Fisk get into your head. Your past is not who you are anymore.”
“I know. I have to get back to work. Let me know when you find the guy, okay?” you were fumbling with your keys.
“I will. I might need your help then.” Matt tells you.
“Alright. Talk to you later, Matt.”
You ended the call as you saw Dex walking towards your car.