CW: Police Violence/Home break in
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Jude heard Deven’s voice from the living room. He was shouting something. The men in Arte’s room had her on the ground with guns trained on her, and they seemed to be motioning for him to do the same. He swore, and looked around. Behind him was Agent Daniels.
“Don’t shoot her! I have to go calm Deven down!”
Daniels gave a nod, and Jude took off past him. Deven was in the living room, swinging wildly at the men surrounding him.
“Deven! It’s okay!” He called, but there was too much shouting for him to be heard. Jude’s heart was racing. He couldn’t take it anymore.
“Enough!” He bellowed, a flash of light filled the room. All of the men surrounding Deven stopped, the room went silent, and Deven backed up against the wall and fell into a ball.
Jude pushed past them, and slowly approached Deven. “Deven. It’s just me, Jude. I’m gonna come sit down next to you, okay?”
Deven slowly nodded, and Jude sat down next to him. “It’s alright buddy. Nobodies going to hurt you, or anyone else.”
Deven quietly sobbed for a few minutes. At one point Agent Daniels stepped forwards, but Jude shot him a death glare, and he stepped back. He could deal with him later. Jude waited by Deven for a while, and eventually he sat up.
“Are we in trouble?” Deven asked.
“No, Deven. Leave that all to me. Everything will be fine, but I need to go talk to Agent Daniels, okay?”
Deven nodded and placed his head between his knees.
Jude grabbed a blanket, from the now broken into bits, couch, and draped it over Deven’s shoulders. He then turned his attention to the men with guns. As he looked at them, a few of them raised their guns at him.
“Every single one of you, get out.” Jude spoke quietly, but he was definitely inches away from being public enemy number one.
“Do as he says.” Agent Daniels nodded. “Can I speak with you in here?”
Jude nodded, but waited for all of the men in black to file out of the house. Once that was done, Jude made his way into Arte’s room. Arte was shaking, but sitting on the edge of the bed now. He ignored Daniels and sat next to Arte.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“Yeah… I’m fine. Guess I need on the spot practice, huh?” She laughed weakly.
Jude patted her shoulder, and stood up to face Daniels. “Now, just what the hell was that?”
“We had to make sure you were here, and actually you.” He stood his ground, despite being smaller than Jude.
“What happened to knocking?”
“Jude, there’s been sightings of you, as Dayspring, committing crimes. We’re talking arson, robberies, assaults.”
Jude stepped back. Surely he was bluffing, because Jude hadn’t left the house, as ordered. “Not sure how that’s possible, since I’ve been here with this ankle monitor on me.” He lifted his pant leg and showed Daniels his perfectly intact monitor.
“I now know it wasn’t you. We waited nearby for the fake Dayspring to go on another crime spree, and we had to go in expecting there to be hostiles.”
“I can’t think of a single damn person who wouldn’t be hostile if you charged into their house with guns! You’re lucky I didn’t kill every single one of them before I saw you!”
Daniels sighed and looked up at Jude. “Come on now, threats? That’s not very productive.”
“You’re saying I’m making threats?”
“Yes. Jude, you’re a threat yourself. This is your life now. I was trying to be gentle with you, but no more mister nice guy.”
“You’ve been gentle?!” Jude scoffed. He had never wanted to punch someone quite so badly.
“Yes, Jude. I have. We can go back to that later, but we need to go ahead and resolve this. Firstly, your name is more or less cleared in this, but we’ll still be keeping a close eye on you. Second, I know you’re going to want to go after this yourself, but leave it to the agency. If you go outside the law as a vigilante, imagine this again, but I won’t be playing nice this time. Are we clear on that?”
Jude glared down at the man, but knew he had no choice. “Fine.”
“Now, onto the next matter of business, since I’m here.” He turned towards Arte. “Ms. Collins, I presume?”
Arte got to her feet, and stared the man down. “Yes.”
“I’m Agent Daniels, and while I know you figured it would be a big hassle, I’m gonna need you to sign some papers. No normal job for you, I’m afraid.” He rifled through his bag and pulled out some papers and a pen.
Jude silently swore, of course they had bugged the house. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t considered this sooner.
“I suppose I should make it clear that this is technically a choice for you. It’s a choice between being hauled out of here and thrown into a hole, or being an agent for the DSR. Jude told you more or less the whole package already, and I’m sure you can immediately recognize the right choice.” He paused for a moment. “Wouldn’t be very helpful to be locked in jail instead of finding your girlfriend. He pointed to a spot on the paper. “You can go ahead and sign if you don’t mind. I’ll leave you with a copy to read over at your own pace.”
Arte looked to Jude for a second, but he just nodded his head in resignation. There wasn’t anything he could do about it, not without risking Deven and Arte’s safety, and probably also Paul and Anastasia’s too.
Arte hastily penned a signature, and handed Daniels the papers.
“Much appreciated.” He reached into his bag, and pulled out an ankle monitor, which He strapped onto Arte. He turned to Jude, with a smug grin. “I’ll see you around, bud. Glad to stop in.”
Jude remained silent, as he watched him walk out the door.
“Oh, yeah. I’ll send someone around to fix this tomorrow.” He gestured broadly at their now wrecked house. “Lucky thing it’s not cold tonight, what with all the broken windows. I’ll tell you what, go ahead and consider yourself approved to go ask the neighbors for a bed for the night.” He waved goodbye, and stepped out the hole where their front door used to be.
Arte flipped him off as he walked out.
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