Disclaimer: As you all know, these characters aren't mine. They belong to Dick Wolf and NBC.
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Day 33: OTPDisaster: Person B is an assassin that is assigned to get close to Person A, develop an intimate, romantic, passionate relationship with them. As time goes on, the charade builds and the two are married. What happens when B must complete their task?
Universe: present day
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Alex's phone dings with an incoming message. Picking it up off her bedside table, she reads the message four, five, six times before locking her phone and setting it back on the table.
It's time.
She closes her half-finished book and places it on the bedside table, and quietly slips out of bed, careful not to disturb Olivia's sleeping form. Kneeling on the ground, she slides a floorboard out of place and pulls out a small, wooden box with a combination lock. She spins the dials and opens the box, lifting out a gun.
Placing the gun on her bedside table, she leaves the box open on the ground and settles back into bed.
Her marks have always been simple: men with an affinity for drinking and fighting and women with secrets bigger than cheating husbands – that is, until she was forced into Olivia's life. Olivia with her impossible kindness, her absolute selflessness, her unconditional love for Alex is going to be impossible to kill.
Alex sighs, looking down at Olivia as she shifts in her sleep and throws her arm over Alex's legs, burrowing against her hip. Running her hand through Olivia's hair, Alex looks over at her gun and shakes her head.
The thought of killing Olivia hits her like a punch to the chest and she has to bite her tongue to keep in the sudden sob that threatens to break free from her chest.
Fuck. Falling in love was not part of the plan.
She pushes her hand through her hair and lets out a breath. She can't kill Olivia now, it's impossible. But she's never known anyone to refuse a mark and live to tell the tale.
Then again, there has to be a first for everything, right?
Right.
So, she packs a duffel bag full of essentials: clothes, money, various forms of identification, a gun or three. Then she wakes Olivia up with promises to "explain later" and "will you please just trust me? I'm trying to save your life." and after just a few minutes they manage to make it down to the underground parking and into Alex's car.
They abandon the car as soon as they can, trading it for an old nondescript four-door. They drive for days, stopping only to use a restroom or grab a bite to eat. They take turns sleeping in the car.
Eleven days after leaving, they stop in a small town in Washington that's perfectly nondescript and hidden away.
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They make a home for themselves as Maria and Josephine Reilly. They have a beautiful house that overlooks the ocean and they fill it with children and animals and, as the years go by, grandchildren.
They never speak about that night in their apartment.
Olivia dies at 87, surrounded by Alex and their children, and Alex dies alone in her sleep just a year later.
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