It was sometime later that night when everything had calmed down and Yeoja turned in for the night, that Saeyoung set his plan into action. Creating a bot to cover his and his brother's internet life. Hiding their social media accounts, birth records, and anything with their names on it. Saeyoung had come across their mother's obituary while doing this. It had both of their names on it, but no one else's. After he left for the agency at 15 he never looked up his mother again. Although he had to force himself not to look up his brother. At the time, the internet was not like it was today. Where people can connect with a mouse click. So, there would have been no way for him to look up Saeran that way at the time. Saeyoung still kicked himself for trusting V and Rika like that with the life of his little brother. He did not even know she had died until Saeran had told him. Saeran had also informed him of how she died and that he was the one who did it.

Now, Saeyoung had never killed anyone before directly. Some of his missions he was given did at times lead to a death, but Saeyoung was never the one who pulled the trigger. At first, when Saeran had told him, Saeyoung thought that his brother was having another mental break. As Saeran's story went on it became evident on what his brother had done. Prompting him to look for their mother. As sick and twisted as the woman was, she did not deserve the way she went. Saeran had made it look like she had done it. In one of her drunken stupors, the younger twin had dragged her into the tub and slit her wrists and the vein in the inner thigh. The thinning from the alcohol and the warm water of the bath made sure she went quick. A neighbor had found her when the bath water flooded the apartment.

Saeran did not need to be put in another situation where he had to kill again. As far as he knew, their mother and V were the only ones he killed. This was never to be told to Saeran's doctors, not like Saeyoung talked to them anyway.

Saeyoung opened his servers in Hong Kong and Switzerland. Normally these servers would be used to lure his targets and as soon as they were opened on a browser a malware he created just so he would have an open portal to go through and get what he needed from them. This time however they would serve a different purpose. To lead people looking for him down a dead-end trail. Then he looked at his Facebook account. Yeoja rarely logged on to hers and he did not have anything about his relationship on there. A smile played across his face as he changed who he was interested into guys. He did not have it on there before, and it was not like it was completely wrong. Saeran did not have one at all, saying something about how it was stupid when the question was asked if he wanted one. He broke out into laughter at the thought of the poor journalist if they got his story. The poor thing would be dragged around enough that they would just give up before even reaching his profile.

Thankfully 'Choi' was a common family name that he was not too worried. This was all just for his peace of mind. Once he released the bots to take care of the rest, Saeyoung sat back and watch his monitors. In some messed up sense, he felt bad for Chaerin and before he knew it his phone was out. Sometimes he hated his almost perfect memory. Once glance at the number she had written and he remembered it.

Should he call the number?

He did feel bad.

She was still his sister and she was a good person. She did not deserve what she was currently going through.

He dialed the number and waited. She did not know his number. Maybe a text?

To: Chaerin Chon
From: Me
Hey, it's me Luciel. How ya doin?

Saeyoung set aside his phone and began to look over the packet for his next job. He got through the first line when his phone meowed at him.

To: Me
From: Chaerin Chon
I could be better. Whatta bout you?

Saeyoung smiled at the text before he replied.

To: Chaerin Chon
From: Me
I was just worried about you. I'm sorry I haven't called work has been kinda busy.

There was an almost an immediate response. Saeyoung was sure she had not gotten the text when she sent this one out.

To: Me
From: Chaerin Chon
Can I call you?

To: Chaerin Chon
From: Me
Yes.

He did not have to wait long for the call to come in.

"Hello?" Chaerin's voice was soft.

"Hey." Saeyoung tried to mimic the softness in her voice.

"How are you doing?" Once again, a smile came across his lips.

"I should be asking you that. How are you doing?"

The line went quiet for a long moment. It got to Saeyoung had to make sure the call did not drop or anything. He pushed away from his desk and stared into the living room. The TV was still on, casting its light across the couch. Chaerin took a deep breath on the other end. It sounded as if she was holding back tears. Then there was more silence on the other end.

"I will get through it. I think I'm strong enough to handle this." She finally said. The sadness was evident in her voice. Even as she tried to sound strong and brave. "I have my sister."

"If you need anything you can call me." The words were out before he knew it. Saeyoung whirled around in his chair as he began to form something to get him out of following through on that.

"Actually, there might be." Chaerin sounded like she was doing everything not to cry. "I want to keep my baby. I love my little one, but I might have to give her up." Her voice broke at the last word. "I really want to keep her, but this country for some reason looks down on single moms. It isn't her fault her father is a worthless piece of trash." She was now full on sobbing by this point.

"What can I do?" He knew he should not have said that.

"This might sound crazy. When I first met you, it felt like I should have known you my whole life. Like I'm not attracted to you sexually. There was something there." She was brought out of her sobs for a tiny laugh. Saeyoung was happy his sister was not attracted to him that way. "If I'm forced to give my baby up, can you and your wife adopt her? I know it's crazy coming from someone who you only knew for two days."

Saeyoung stopped, even though Chaerin did not know it but she was asking her little brother to adopt her daughter. If he agreed he would bring in his niece into his little family. He already knew what Yeoja would say. It would be a yes, no doubt about it. Saeyoung twisted the ring on his finger. Sliding it almost completely off and putting it back on to only twist it again.

"If your wife is okay with it. I mean I don't want to start a fight between the two of you." Saeyoung laughed.

"My wife would be more than fine with it. She would be a welcomed addition with our two!" Saeyoung laughed. He did not even care at this point if she knew. She did not even know his real name.

"Oh my God really! You would do that?" Chaerin began to cry again.

"Heck, if it comes to it you can come see her whenever." Saeyoung lowered his voice to try and soothe the woman on the other end of the phone.

"I knew you were a good person when I saw you. I hope I can keep her and her and your two become best friends. Maybe when this is over we all can hang out?" for the second time in less than twelve hours he was asked the same question by two members of the family he had avoided since he was a child.

"I would like that." Chaerin would expect the brown hair and eyed Luciel, not the red hair and golden eyed Saeyoung. For her to feel better he could do that. The line went quiet again Saeyoung looked at his phone to make sure the call did not drop again.

"Luciel, thank you. I have to get going, my mother is shouting for me. I know it's odd. An adult living with their parents at our age." She gave a quiet giggle. "I hope we can talk again, soon. About happier stuff next time okay?"

"Yes, about happier things!" Again, Saeyoung mimicked the tone of her voice back. It was still unsure if he would, but he at least made her feel a little better. After they had hung up Saeyoung went back to staring at his screen.

It was going to be a long night for him with work. He had wanted this job because it was easy. Easy enough for him to do in a few days, it was just he found no motivation to work on it. With a few clicks of his mouse, he began his work.

When morning rolled around Saeyoung was still awake. The only reason he knew it was morning was that Yeoja and Saeran were stumbling around in their zombie like state in search of food. It had been a while since he had last looked at a clock. So, it had come as a surprise to see Saeran stumbling over himself after he had left his room. Since the younger twin was up first, he was the one to start on breakfast to be joined shortly after by Yeoja. With most of their brain functioning still asleep, they communicated with each other in grunts and nudges. Cereal was the best these poor zombie creatures could muster. Saeran tried to make coffee but dropped the basket filled with the grounds. It was not until then that Saeyoung noted that his brother was without any eye wear. Saeyoung ushered the creatures into the living room and made the coffee. Even if he could not cook he could at least do that.

Slowly the two began to wake up. Yeoja sneaked her cup of coffee out of the kitchen and almost made it into the garage when Saeyoung caught her. After her cup was taken, Saeran walked behind his brother and waved for his sister in law to follow. She waited until Saeyoung had gone back to work before she followed him.

"Here," Saeran said offering a cup to her. "Only one okay. It's mostly sugar and milk so it shouldn't be that bad."

They stood out in front of the door to the garage, Saeran moved down to make sure the cigarette smoke did not get to her. They stood in comfortable silence and watched as the clouds slowly moved over head. It was in the stillness of it all Saeran heard movement over the brick wall. It was a rustling of leaves and a crunch of sticks. Whatever was making the sound was moving along the wall. Saeran looked over to Yeoja to see if she had heard it too. She nodded holding the empty mug close to her. Whoever was walking would take a couple of steps then stop. After a few moments would take a few more and this repeated.

The bunker was off a back road and far enough away that a person would have to live on the street to know where it was or go down it. Saeran had seen morning joggers before, but those people would stay on the roads. These footsteps were different, they were slow and heavy.

Walking as carefully as he could so that he did not make any sound, Saeran turned and placed a long finger to his lips. Yeoja nodded and watched him reach the outer wall. Saeran placed his back against the cold bricks and waited for the sound again. When he did, he slid to gate and looked through it. There was no one there, but the footsteps continued. It seemed the movement was right out of sight for him. Without his glasses, all he saw was a fuzzy landscape before him. There was no real time to go grab his glasses or put in his contacts.

Saeran looked back at Yeoja, then opened the gate to follow the footsteps that had just rounded the corner of the wall. He was sure he saw movement, a dark blur of a figure. It looked like it was hunched over as it moved. The way this person walked they were not one of the neighbor's kids. One thing was for sure, the gate opening would alert Saeyoung inside. That is if he was not already tracking whatever it was.

Sliding his bare feet across the ground Saeran moved. Each step became more painful as the frozen ground numbed his feet. Just as he came to the corner of the wall he looked. There was the figure again, it was dark and blurry. It was looking at the ground then looked up at the wall. His breath stuttered in the cold as he watched trying to make as little noise as possible. This thing was looking for something. Maybe a break in the wall? It moved further away from his sight and Saeran moved in closer. Letting his bare feet guide his way over the earth.

The figure stopped again and looked down. It looked like it was writing something. Unaware of the ex-cult member as he moved behind a tree. Saeran hated that he could not make out any features of this thing. After writing, it moved again with Saeran behind. As it reached the next corner, Saeran decided it was time to go into action. He stepped out from behind the tree and took a deep breath.

"Hey," Saeran said loudly. The figure stood straight and looked back at him before running into the woods. Saeran hissed as he followed. His bare feet protested the sharp sticks and rocks of the forest as he tried to gain ground on the thing. A stick caught the side of his foot cutting it open making Saeran fall. He watched as the figure stop, look back at him, then turn to run away. Saeran cursed holding the bleeding appendage.

It took longer for him to return, limping all the way back. He could not see any other cuts but he was sure they were there. Saeran was annoyed, whoever he was chasing was going to pay for his foot. When the driveway came into sight so did the blurry black and red figure he knew as his brother. He could not tell the look on his face but he was sure it was one of worry. A smaller one rush to him and slipped under his arm so he could try and keep balance better. Saeyoung met him within a few steps and placed Saeran's arm over his shoulders as well.

"Are you hurt?" Saeyoung asked as he looked down his brother's body.

"No, I always look like this." Saeran rolled his eyes as they started to walk to the house.

The three of them made slow progress to the house. Saeran took each step carefully, only putting pressure on his toes with each step he took. There should have been a heavenly choir singing as they got to the couch. He was not in a lot of pain, but having to use his brother to help him walk wore him out. Saeran was more than happy to flop down on the soda smelling thing. Letting his arms fall to the back in a huff. Saeyoung took a seat in front of him on the coffee table and took Saeran's foot. This close Saeran could make out the first aid kit beside his brother.

"What happened out there?" Saeyoung had Saeran's foot in his hands looking it over. It was a deep cut that ran long ways from the knuckle of his pinkie toe to the heel. The flap of skin dangled slightly as he went about moving the foot to see if his brother had done anything else to himself. There was a good possibility that it was going to need stitches, but other than that Saeran had a few scratches here and there.

"I heard foot steps outside the gate and I followed." Saeran hissed as Saeyoung placed a warm wet washcloth to his foot. If he was not awake before he was now. "I couldn't see it really well. So, I called out to it and the person went off into the Son of a Bitch!" Saeyoung was cleaning the wound. Quickly dodging his brother's other foot that was coming for his manhood. Now Saeran was in pain. Making another attempt at his brother Yeoja popped up beside him. She offered his glasses to him. Saeyoung took this to attack his foot again with the rag, earning a hiss from the younger.

Saeyoung was rough in the cleaning of the laceration. He reached for the rubbing alcohol and poured some on the rag before returning to cleaning. Another out pour of curses and threats came from the younger twin's mouth making Saeyoung had to dodge another attempt at his groin. The faces the younger was making made Yeoja pushed the older twin away to take over the cleaning. Saeyoung newly freed walked over to the closest laptop and began to flip through the camera footage.

Anytime Saeran would tense Yeoja would stop and wait or ask if he was okay. With her doing the first aid it was going to take longer but at least she was a lot nicer about it, then whatever Saeyoung was doing to him.

"Whoever taught you how to treat the wounded should be shot!" Saeran hissed at his brother. Saeyoung did not even acknowledge him. Too far gone in his work to pay attention to the world around him.

Yeoja could not block his view like his brother could, this was the first time Saeran could actually see what damage he did to himself. Aside from the long wound that was on the side of his right foot, both feet were covered in red patches. His toes were tingling as they warmed. Vessels coming back to life letting the much need blood to flow through. Blood oozed out of the wound and pooled on the table. Although it was not as bad as he had thought it would have been.

"I'm surprised you didn't see him," Saeran called out again as Yeoja had wrapped his foot with a thin towel. She moved his foot aside to check the other one.

Saeyoung sat cross legged on the chair next to the couch with an arm holding up his head. Mumble of words came from him as he worked with the occasional click of his keyboard or mouse as he worked. Too lost in what he was doing and did not even look up as his brother spoke.

"I only got the notice when you opened the gate. Yeoja came to get me after she said she heard you yell." Saeyoung said through his hand after a long moment of silence. So long that Saeran was about to repeat what he was going to say. "Is this what you saw?" Saeyoung typed at his computer before getting up with one of his laptops to bring over. He took his place beside Yeoja on the coffee table with the laptop in his lap.

In the picture, was a person standing at the gate looking in on the bunker. They were heavier set with a large long bag that went from their shoulder to their hip strapped on their back. Dressed in a dark colored hoodie under a long coat of the same or close to the same color. The shadow of the hood made their face unrecognizable. Saeyoung waited a moment before flipping the picture. This time the person was facing towards the camera with their head down as they hunched over a phone. The screen was not in the shot so there was no way either twin could find out what the person was saying.

"I mean I didn't have my glasses on but yeah, more or less." Saeran looked up from the laptop to his brother then to Yeoja. She had freed him to sit up and let his feet go; then moved to sit next to him to check for any more injuries.

"Babe, did you see anything?" Saeyoung asked flipping the laptop to face him.

"No, I stayed behind. I only heard the walking."

Saeyoung typed hard as he went through the cameras again. Trying to look for that one magical one where the guy showed his face. It always seemed the person knew how to turn their head. But it seemed like this person knew what they were doing. Always angling themselves away from the camera even when they moved. the more Saeyoung checked the camera the more frustrated. It got to the point where his typing broke down to pecking at the keys hard with his index fingers.

"I'm going to drive Saeran to the ER, okay, Saeyoung?" It seemed like there was more to the question but that was all he heard.

With a nod, Saeyoung stood and started to grab his keys but stood for a moment before continuing. He still had that meeting with Jumin. Maybe if Saeyoung called now he could catch the cat mom before he left. The hacker was about to pull out his phone when he saw his petite fiancée trying to help his brother stand. Saeran went to take a step, putting pressure on the crudely wrapped foot, only to fall. Yeoja caught the younger twin by the shoulders, having to take a step back due to the weight of the man.
Saeyoung helped up his brother, placing himself on the side with the injured foot. Lifting him off the smaller woman. With another step, Saeran fell forward again. Forcing Yeoja to stand on the other side to help with support. Saeran held his foot up and limped to the car. Yeoja led the twins to her car, only for Saeyoung to jerk them towards one of his. Saeran in the struggle put the injured foot down and fell over on Saeyoung.

"What the hell!" Saeran scream shoving his brother's face into the concrete. The pain shot up his leg as he moved to a sitting position. Saeran hissed as he tried to stand, unsuccessfully. Whatever adrenaline rush that had helped him move before had now worn off. The full force of the pain hitting him like a metric ton of bricks. Saeran stayed there for a moment, sitting on his brother. Maybe as punishment to feel the weight of his crime on him, Saeran did not know, all he knew was he did not want to move. Yeoja was left to pull the younger, and thankfully lighter of the twins, up off his brother.

"We are going in my car!" Saeyoung grunted as he scrambled to his feet.

"He's bleeding! I'm not going to let your brother get blood stains in a car that is worth more than my entire college education." Yeoja shouldered Saeran's weight and started to walk to her car. Saeran let out a low groan, accompanied by a few choice words as they walked. Now fully unable to put any weight on it. Even as he limped there was still shooting pains up his leg. The bleeding had started again or at least he felt the warmth of the liquid flow down his foot. The fall had made everything worse than before.

"It doesn't matter? He's my brother, I don't care if he bleeds in my car." Saeyoung pleaded as he watched Yeoja help Saeran into the car. He was not going to win this battle and he knew it. Saeyoung huffed as he took control of helping his brother into the car.
Saeran moved to the other side of the car. Then pressed his back to the door and propped his sore foot up on the seat. Yeoja was right his blood was seeping through the thin towel and started to stain the back rest on the car seat. The blood would mix in the other stains that were everywhere along the back seat. Saeran leaned his head back against the window. The wave of guilt hit him hard. Maybe it was because it was the pain in his leg. Maybe it was something else. All he knew in that moment was he was a limping useless sack of human.

Saeyoung slid into the driver's seat. The piece of crap that his future wife drove lurched forward as it started up. Then began to shake as it idled in the wait for the garage door slowly opened. Saeran slammed his other foot down in hopes to distract him from the pain. It did not help. Nothing helped him, from the pain or from the guilt he was feeling. It did make the two in the front turn around to look at him. With a huff, Saeran crossed his arms and looked out the rear windshield. The car jerked forward again as they started out. Saeyoung muttered a sorry as Saeran was jerked around.

They were half way to the hospital when Saeyoung broke the silence that had overcome the car since they had left their house.

"When we get there, I'm gonna to have'ta make a call to Jumin."

"Why?" Yeoja asked before Saeran could.

"I had a meeting with him but since I'll be with Saeran at the doctor's; I won't be able to make it."

"Why not?" It was Saeran's turn to ask. "Yeoja will be with me. So, you can leave."

"I mean if it's important. Go, I'll sit with him. You'll be done long before we will." Yeoja giggled. Saeyoung chewed on his lip as he thought then nodded in agreement.

"She'll be better company than you at least." Saeran hissed as the car hit a pot hole. Another stream of curses fell from the younger twin's mouth which was quickly followed by his brother's apology.

The trip to the hospital was quiet after that. Saeyoung pulled up to the bay doors that read ER. Nearly falling over himself to exiting the car to get to the back door. Saeran looked at his brother with his arms open. The younger hacker shook his head.

"Shouldn't you get a wheelchair?" Yeoja asked opening her door.

"I can lift him!" Saeyoung smiled back his brother. Moving closer to his brother with his arms ready to pick Saeran up and carry him like a princess.

"I'll kill you." seethed the younger Choi. Kicking with his good foot to keep his brother at a safe distance.

"Please go get a wheelchair. I can't care for you too." Saeyoung sighed and went to get what was asked.

"Oh, he would be able to walk, but I just hope you didn't want more kids."

Saeyoung wheeled in his brother to the check in while Yeoja went to go park the car before returning to the twins. It was not too long after that that she went to go find seats for the three of them. The emergency room waiting area had very limited seating. Mostly it was children huddling close to their parents while they coughed and sniffled. She rubbed her stomach as she watched a mother cradle her young daughter and sing to soothe them. The mother gazed into her child's eyes; brushing away stray hairs from their forehead. Yeoja knew no one else in this world existed as the mother cuddled the child close to her. A faint smile crossed her lips watching the moment unfold before her. The quiet moment was broken by the twins bickering, pulling Yeoja back from her daydreaming about her own children, to the current children she was caring for. Saeyoung had made a joke which resulted in Saeran threatening his brother's life.

After Saeyoung had sat down, Saeran rolled himself to the other side. Pulling out his phone and began to play a game. With his ear buds in, there was no talking to him. Whatever joke his brother told had thoroughly pissed him off. Saeyoung, in turn, pulled out his own cell to look at the time. There was enough time to spend with his brother. Maybe he would be able to be there long enough to for Saeran to get sent back. Yeoja pried one of his hands free to interlock their fingers then rested her head on his shoulder. They had been together for almost a year and a half. It was that times like these, he often wondered how he could have found a person that fit him. The way their fingers wove together. The way her body felt right in an embrace. The feeling of wholeness when they made love. Utter completeness of his soul just knowing she was there for him. The only reason he had made it as far as he had since bringing Saeran home was because of her. He pressed a kiss into her hair while he rubbed his thumb along the knuckles of her hand. A gagging sound on the other side of Yeoja made them look at Saeran. Saeran had his tongue was hanging out as his eyes rolled.

Yeoja felt Saeyoung press another kiss into her hair and smile. "You know little brother, if I knew you were feeling lonely I can give you more hugs and kisses."

Looking sideways, Saeran shot a death glare at his brother, "I think if you do you'll be in this thing and not me."

"Please, no more blood today," Yeoja asked Saeran, removing herself from Saeyoung's arms. Saeran huffed and turned his full attention back to his phone. Yeoja and Saeyoung did the same as well. A silence falling between the trio as they waited to get called back.

After some time, Saeyoung started to fidget in his seat. Looking between his phone and the door where the nurse would appear to call the next person. It had been over an hour since they had gotten there and the only time they had moved was for Saeran to fill out some medical forms. He was hoping that he would be able to see that his brother got a room, but it did not seem that it would go his way today. With each minute that ticked by was one closer to him having to leave. After waiting as long as he could Saeyoung said his goodbyes and a multitude of 'are you sure' to his family, he started out to turn back to them. After an annoying amount of 'I love you,' Saeran forced Saeyoung to the meeting with Jumin.

Saeran watched as his brother left. As the last flutter of the obnoxious black and yellow hoodie went out of sight, Saeran relaxed and let himself wince in pain. If he had let on how much he was in pain, the elder twin would be all over him. At least he could trust Yeoja not to fuss over him that much. In all honesty, he could not tell which hurt worst. His back, from sitting in the hardest wheelchair known to man. Or was it his foot that he decided needed a new look. Having to adjust in the chair to give whatever was hurting some relief but it was all for not. Nothing he did made the pain go away, his entire body ached.

They did not have to wait much longer to get called back. Saeran insisted that he could wheel himself after Yeoja grabbed his chair. Yeoja followed behind him as the nurse asked Saeran the same questions that he had been asked by now two other people. With a pained sigh, Saeran repeated what he had told the other two as they were given a room. Yeoja and the nurse helped him to the bed, this time went much smoother than the trip to the car. With Yeoja at his side, the nurse began to peel away the towel from his foot. As the last little bit of fabric was removed from his tender skin Saeran let out another hiss of pain.

"We'll have to clean it out before we stitch you up, sweetie." The nurse smiled, bright white teeth peering through their slightly parted lips. "It'll just be a minute for the doctor to come in and talk with you. Your girlfriend-"

"Sister in law, as in my brother's woman." Saeran cut in quick. His voice was low and sharp as the nurse poked around the inflamed skin.

The nurse gave an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, your sister in law can stay in the room with you while you get stitched up if she wants."

Once the nurse had looked him over to make sure there was not another injury that needed their assistance; they left the two alone in the room.

Saeyoung was happy that Jumin's building was not far from the hospital. By far, he could speed and make it in enough time to be fashionably late. He was running a few minutes late but he was sure that the director had not made it yet. His car was not there unless they had another parking for him on the weekends. There was no receptionist at the front desk when he entered. The lobby was eerily quiet, even the lobby music he knew existed was not echoing off the tiled walls. Maybe the weekend crew did not deserve music to help them work. He for a fact knew that there were people who worked the weekends here. Even Jaehee had said that she was known to work on the weekends to get stuff done. Here where he stood was a ghost town.

After a few moments of standing around and looking, Saeyoung walked the elevator. He did not need someone to tell him where to go. He had been to see Jumin a few times, that and he had the blue prints of the office building stored on his computer. Giggling to himself, it was like he was a ninja sneaking into Jumin's office. When he reached Jumin's floor, Saeyoung looked around still no one here. A smile formed, well the robot had some decency. At least towards his other employees, not to Jaehee unfortunately, according to the messages she left about how much she works. Rounding a corner Saeyoung bumped into Jaehee. Thankfully the woman was not carrying anything. He caught her by her elbow as she started to tumble back.

"Oh, Saeyoung, I'm sorry!" Jaehee placed her hand over her mouth. Face flush redder than his hair with embarrassment. Her eyes were wide in shock at seeing the hacker. "Mr. Han said that you had a meeting with him. So, I was on my way to get you."

Saeyoung smiled and shrugged as he let her go. Jaehee stumbled on her feet as she regained her composure. Her face still red as she straightened her shirt.

"It's my job to ninja around." That remark got an eye roll from the woman. She led him to Jumin's office, "Don't tell me he made you come in for this?"

Jaehee shook her head, "I'm just trying to keep a head in work so I'm not behind when I take Friday off."

Saeyoung beamed at the mention of the wedding. That was all the talking they could do before they reached Jumin's office. Saeyoung walked into the empty office and found a chair nearest to Jumin's desk. Jaehee was stopped by Jumin as he entered his office.

"Please stay assistant Kang," Jumin said, Jaehee went back into the office. "Good afternoon, Saeyoung."

"And a good morning to you too, Jumin." Saeyoung smiled only to get a groan from the man.

"Since Jaehee already knows about your family life. I assumed it would be okay for her to stay while we have this chat. What I have to talk to you about deals with this company." Saeyoung nodded. Jaehee took a seat beside the hacker, she had not figured she would stay during the meeting but it was work related as well. "So, what did you want to tell me."

Right to the point like always. Jumin folded his hands on his desk, "Ah, yeah, I wanted to tell you that if anything happens. Would you please care for Yeoja and the twins? Not just to me but to both me and Saeran. With what's going on with Chaerin, I have taken measures to hide myself and Saeran from the internet. This morning there was someone lurking outside of the gate. I don't know what will happen, but my first concern is Yeoja and my children."

It scared him to think what could happen to them. There were times he knew he was no better than the man who donated the sperm to give him life.

"I would have done that even if you hadn't asked." Jumin sat back in his chair. "The RFA is a family after all."

Saeyoung nodded, "I just wanted to make sure."

The older man leaned forward again coming to rest against his elbows on his desk. "Yes, well, there is merit in making sure." Saeyoung nodded, "Now, about what I need to speak with you about. There are two things I need to talk to you about. The first, has Yeoja spoke to you about the guest list?" Saeyoung shook his head at the older man's question. "You see Yeoja met with the prime minister when she came to see me some time ago. She invited him to come to the party. I figured she would've told you about it by now."

"I've… been busy." He really had not left any room for them to really talk. He had been busy with one thing or another. It pained him to think about what she was going through without him being truly available. When he did have time, she was at school or doing homework. When they were together the RFA or the party rarely came up if at all. "You let her meet him on her own?"

He was not mad per se, just it unnerved him that, that man was close to the love of his life. Saeyoung twisted his ring as he thought. "How did she introduce herself?"

"I did for her." Jumin watched as the hacker stiffed. Even Jaehee looked little upset. Jumin wrote it off as her caring that her friend was upset. She was not close to Saeyoung but had formed a close bond with the other woman in the group.

"How?" Saeyoung's voice went low.

"If you're referring to how everyone in the RFA already calls her your wife or saying that her name is Yeoja Choi." Saeyoung nodded, "That is how I introduced her."

Saeyoung stiffened again, "Choi is a common name, Saeyoung. Unless he knows that you are part of the RFA then there was no harm done." Jaehee tried to soothe the red head. Going so far to place a hand on his shoulder.

"That sounds like a pretty weak reason." Saeyoung tried to laugh.

"He said that he had been to one of our parties before. That's when she told him about the current one we are holding." Jumin followed up.

That party he made a disappearing act, claiming that there were some broken lights that needed him or whatever bullshit he pulled out of his ass to not be in the crowd. V and Rika were careful during that second party as well. V had asked him before Rika approved him. Even if he was going by Luciel they wanted to be careful in case he knew he had changed his name. It seemed hiding was his best bet this party as well. Saeyoung gripped his hands together. His knuckles turning white. Jaehee and Jumin watched the hacker.

"Do you want me to take him off the guest list?" Jaehee asked removing her hand from her friend.

"No, I doubt he'll show up with what's going on. He might not want to show his face for a while." Saeyoung knew Jumin was right. Maybe it was a long shot, but Jumin knew how much a tarnished name can send a person into hiding. There might not too much to worry about. He would still have to be careful, who knew what his father could do to him.

"I think the best bet is me and Saeran should just do something in the back. I'll tell Yeoja to stay with someone." Saeyoung released the death grip on his poor knuckles. Jaehee took notes as the red head spoke. She would personally stay with Yeoja the entire time.

"Now, for the second thing, I have to speak to you about. There is an opening in our system security department. If you said you wanted the job I wouldn't look at another application. Yeoja said you might not take the job if Saeran and Vanderwood couldn't come with you. So, I made sure there would be a spot for the three of you." Jumin sat back once more in his chair. "The pay we can talk about, but I will assume that'll be less than you're currently making."

Saeyoung laughed, "True You'll have to give me time to think about it. I'm going to have to talk to Saeran and Vanderwood as well."

Saeyoung could never imagine himself as anything other than a hacker. Although there were times he thought he could make it as a robotics engineer. He did make the puppy and robocat, also the AI system for his gate. There was always something that made him stay with hacking, well at least after finding Saeran.

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It had been almost an hour since Saeyoung had left for his meeting with Jumin. The nurse that was very happy to help Saeran at first; now was not very welcoming to them. First, they tried to give him pain killers in the pill form. Saeran threw it up, three times. When they opted for the IV kind, they nearly rejected him and sent him away after looking at his arms. The years of being drugged by Mint Eye had left track marks over both arms. It took talking to the doctor to convince them to give Saeran the IV. It was not too long after that he fell asleep. Leaving Yeoja alone with her thoughts and a broken tv in the room. To entertain herself, she was reduced to counting the tiles. There was only so much a person could look at on their phone before getting bored.

The familiar ping telling everyone in the RFA that someone had opened a chat. That ping was a God send for the Guest Coordinator. Scrambling to reach her phone in her pocket to see who was on, it was Zen.

Zen: Yeoja!
Zen: Yeeeeeeeeooooooooooooojjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Zen: Yeoja
Zen: Why can't I tag her
Zen: Saeyoung Choi add that!

Yeoja has entered the chat

Zen: Oh thank you!
Zen: I need to talk to you!

Yeoja smiled at her phone. She could almost see the actor freaking out. Hopefully, not anywhere near the public. The last thing he needed was bad press again.

Yeoja: Yello Jello
Zen: I have a question
Zen: What are you doing the next few weeks
Zen: well the next two weeks?
Yeoja: Save for the wedding and party…
Yeoja: Ummm this week I'm only going to school Tuesday because of midterms then I'm off for the next week and a half.
Zen: Of course
Zen: Oh good.
Zen: so the crew needs some help with the background
Zen: and some other things
Zen: I was asked if I knew anyone that could help
Zen: I know you're an art major so I figured I could ask you to help out

Yeoja looked at the sleeping younger twin beside her. She was basically free; she doubted that Saeran would enjoy her babying him while his foot healed. Plus, there was also Saeyoung to help with him.

She reread her friend's words for the second time. There was something else she needed to consider if she was going to do this. What if the person that was stalking the house this morning was not a neighbor's kid?

Yeoja: I'll ask Saeyoung what he has planned and get back with you.
Zen: K
Zen: Saeyoung I promise she won't be lifting anything heavy!
Zen: I'll personally make sure of that!

Yoosung and Jaehee entered the chat and it went from Zen's play to Yoosung's grades. Yeoja took this time to sneak away to the bathroom. Exiting the room as quietly as she could, Yeoja saw a man in a suit leaning against the wall facing Saeran's room. She locked eyes with him and felt a cold chill run down her spine. Cold dull gold eyes looked back at her, making her stand straight. Was he a security guard? Whoever he was, she did not feel right leaving Saeran alone while he was sleeping. Just then a nurse came up to her.

"Is everything okay?" Yeoja was a loss for words.

"Um, how much longer?" She asked finally able to pull her eyes away from the man. Did the nurse not see him? Was he a ghost of someone who died? His eyes were so hollow. It seemed like he was angry.

"Oh, just a few more minutes ma'am." Yeoja stepped back into the room and closed the door.

The man stood out there until a nurse came into the room. Yeoja could see him through the crack in the door that she had left. Long shadows ringed his eyes and deepened his eye sockets. That was the only thing she could focus on. The cold stare that froze her soul in place.
If that man had plans for them she would be too scared to scream. The emptiness that his stare left her with had been painful. She tried to pull her eyes away from him to get enough details to tell Saeyoung or sketch out a likeness of him. every time she tried her eyes would fall back to his.

The nurse had been a saving grace when she popped in. Yeoja imagined anime flowers popping out with every movement she made. This one was happier than the first, she even did not sneer at Saeran's arms when she got his blood pressure. She was gentle about waking Saeran up. The groggy hacker mumbled about being an ice cream cone as she checked his heart rate.

Yeoja took this chance to run to the bathroom. Leaving the younger Choi in the care of the nurse. The man had disappeared in the short time from when the nurse showed up to now. She kept an eye out for him as she walked to the bathroom. She pulled out her phone and sent a text to the other person that would know who might know who this person was.

To: Jumin
From: Me
Hey Jumin didja send a body guard to watch us or something?

Jumin's phone beeped, prompting him to glance sideways at it. He was going to ignore it until he saw who it was from.

"Oh, another multi-million dollar deal?" Saeyoung joked. They were talking about the details of the job offer. It sounded easier than the current job he had, at least he would not have to worry about getting killed.

"No, it's Yeoja. She's asking if I sent a body guard." Jumin sounded confused as he reread the text.

"Why?" Saeyoung tried to calm his breathing. Maybe she was asking because she was wondering if he was and nothing more. Jumin texted too slow for Saeyoung's liking. It seemed like he texted just fine in the chats. Not here, it seemed like the man was pecking at his screen at each letter slowly.

"She said there was this angry looking guy outside Saeran's room, but he left now. So, she was confused if I sent someone." Yeoja was thankfully a faster texter than Jumin. Saeyoung quickly stood and excused himself.

Were they followed to the hospital?

Saeyoung made it out to the car. Something in the backseat made him stop. It was a blank envelope in the floor board. It must have been one of the ones that she was being harassed with. He opened it to find a blank sheet of paper. Saeyoung opened the front door and began to look for Yeoja's lighter collection. Finding a small one, he flicked it and held it far enough away from the paper so that it did not burn. Still close enough that the heat reached the paper. Slowly letters started to fill the paper.

'If you think this is over. You're wrong.'

Saeyoung's blood ran as cold as the late winter's air around him. She had believed this was a harmless prank only because she could not see the message that was there for her.