Title: Chief of Police Niece

Category: Mystic Messenger

Rating: T

Pairing: MC (You) w/ RFA V + Saeran

Summary: There is mentions of guns and there is gun shooting involved. No one gets hurt expect for in Seven's chapter. There is also some cussing involved. You are the daughter of the retired chief of police. You know how to shoot a gun and usually keeps her father's retired police issued gun on her. RFA, V, and Saeran learn this when they are the ones who she is protecting. 2nd POV

Disclaimer: I do not owe any rights to the Mystic Messenger. This was just a headcanon idea I had so I wrote it out. Each chapter belongs to a character. This is just something I wrote and I do not condone any violence that is in this story.

~~Story Begins~~

Chapter 4 - Jumin

Jumin Han had the best security money can buy. Jumin Han had bodyguards with him 24/7. Jumin had the judo fighter, butt-kicking assistant Jaehee Kang. So when you came home after picking up Elizabeth the Third from a painter friend of yours since you was planning a surprise for Jumin. You did not expect to find an unwelcome intruder in your house.

You quietly pulled your gun out of its holster (it took you FOREVER to convince Jumin that you would feel weird without it, that it was a fake ((a lie)), and that no, you don't need a new one), Elizabeth was happily sitting on your head. You honestly think she prefers you more than her own owner, but you keep that to yourself.

"Come on, Mr. Han," you heard an unfamiliar female voice say with so much sweetness that you are pretty sure it gave cake diabetes. "Don't you miss me as your assistant?"

"No, now please leave my premises," Jumin said sluggishly. He must have noticed it too. "You drugged me!"

Quickly you called your uncle, quietly placed the call on mute as the female spoke after giggling. "Yes, of course I drugged you, oh, but look at you~ You are too tired to even stand up straight, perhaps you should lay down and sleep permanterly."

You probed the door open slowly peering inside his home office placing the phone on the ground. Elizabeth staying quiet, she really is a smart lady.

"Don't touch me! Why are you doing this?" Jumin asked as he stumbled away, his legs not working with his mind and his voice wasn't loud as usual. "Guards! Guards!"

The female was Jumin's last assastiant that he lost to his father. She was beautiful and made you wonder as to why Jumin felt no attraction to her. She could be a model and here you were a highly respected but still a lowly forensic scientist for the police.

"Simple, you've been ignoring me for that ugly Jane Doe who doesn't know how to please or spend money," she said with no more giggles. "She couldn't be a trophy wife no matter how hard she tried. Now don't struggle, this knife won't hurt your throat any." The lady placed a hand on his cheek. "Don't worry. I'll make sure that the Jane Doe is taken of, behind bars!"

"Don't you dare lay a hand on (Y/N)!" Jumin said trying to fight off the drug.

"Meow~"

The lady's head snapped towards you. You was already fully in the room, gun held steady and the phone call still going on.

"I couldn't agree more, Elizabeth," you said. "I wouldn't dare be so sloppy if I wanted to truly kill Jumin, which I don't."

"(Y/N)!" Jumin said more awake. "Run!"

The lady laughed as she reached over to grab the wine glass that was on the table in his study away from his couch. "Even better a scandal! A jealous rage causing you to kill Jumin and attempt to kill me after catching us in a heated embrace."

"Meow~ Meow~"

"Get off of me," Jumin said shaking his head, his body slowly losing the effects.

The lady started to move the wine glass from the table. "You need another-"

BANG!

The wine glass shattered spilling wine everyone, scaring Jumin and the lady. "I believe Jumin said to get off of him."

Jumin's Han's body guards came rushing in with their own guns drawn, some pointing at you while others pointed at the lady.

"By the way," you said placing your gun down before grabbing Elizabeth and sitting her down. "My uncle just so happens to be the Chief of Police and he's been listening in since I got back home."

Three days later, Jumin finally wanted to talk to you again. He was quite peeved that the gun was real and that you protected him. What was the point of having bodyguards if his most precious person was able to protect him with his elegant Elizabeth the Third on their head? That was another thing he was mad at you for; placing Elizabeth the Third in danger.

However, you was at work so to surprise you, he needed Seven's help...again. It was thanks to Seven that his case was resolved quickly considering the lady was caught on camera doing everything from placing the drug into the wine, to hiding the knife in her skirt, and everything that happened in his home office.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Seven," your uncle said. "She always has her father's former gun on her. Never thought that she'll need it to save you, Mr. Han."

They entered the elevator and started going down. "She told me that it was fake," Jumin said crossing his arms.

"You would've made her get rid of it," Seven said pointing it out.

The doors opened and the two RFA members followed your uncle into a room titled Forensics Lab. You was typing away at the computer in front of you.

"(Y/N)!" your uncle said greeting you. "Mr. Han and Mr. Seven are here to visit you."

You looked up at the visitors and smiled but than talked to your uncle. "I solved the Angel case."

"It was her boyfriend, wasn't it?" your uncle said taking the case files that you were handing him.

"Suicide. She had purposely overdose on her boyfriend's medicine as an act to show the world that she stuck by him and got him the help he needed only to take it all away. Her sister was the one who shot her to make it look like murder."

Seven and Jumin just stared at you as you continued explaining the case.

"Now how should that be possible? His fingerprints were on the glove, he owns the gun, he was the one who discovered the body. All true, but there were fresh leather glove prints on the gun in a position that would easily leave gun residue on the gloves," you said.

"Her gloves had that residue?" your uncle asked.

"The results were a perfect match," you said. "I tested the insides of the leather gloves for fingerprints and there was only one set of prints. The sisters. Each finger was tested and each finger matched with hers."

"You are seriously the best," your uncle said before leaving.

"That is amazing!" Seven said. "I knew you was a forensic scientist but wow!"

You giggled. "I meant what I said to that lady. I wouldn't be so sloppy if I wanted to kill someone." You looked at Jumin "I'm sorry for lying about my gun but it's always on me. I have all the legal paperwork filled out and everything! My father helped me with it."

"All that paperwork is confusing and complicated," Seven said with a hum. "Who is your father anyway because the gun you own is a police registered gun."

"My father was the former of Chief of Police," you said.

"I'll still keep my security and guards," Jumin said with a smirk. "However, I would prefer it if you didn't put Elizabeth or yourself in harm's way again. Especially since you are going to retire from here."

"Excuse me?" you asked.

"Well, you can't work here and work for me at the same time," Jumin said. "I need someone to help find who's stealing from the company and I'm sure Assistant Kang wouldn't mind the extra help. Think about all the cat crimes we can solve!"

How could you fall anymore in love with this man?