Whatever happens (Tim Bradford x F!Wife!Reader)
Summary: do to your work as a high ranking national security officer you and Tim get taken hostage in your own house
Warnings: : torture, not descriptive but is listed what happened. Misogyny and sexism (not from tim), hospitals, kidnap, canon violence
Notes:
Sorry for the grammatical errors. I’m new at writing so feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading. do not translate or appropriate my work
Comments and kudos are highly appreciated :)
words: 2500
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You unlock the door and enter your house. Tim is already out of uniform, and he is cooking dinner in the open space kitchen. You drop your bag on the floor next to the door as you sigh, tired from the long day. As one of the top-ranking officers of the National Defense some days were really exhausting to say the least. At least you now could relax at home with your husband
‘hey. I thought I would get started on dinner’ he says as he puts on the stove, giving you a hint of a smile to greet you, something that is reserved to you and only you
‘did I tell you that you are the best husband in the world?’ you ask him with complete appreciation as you give him a quick kiss
‘from time to time’ he teases you as he smirks
‘you are. I’m starving. And it was my turn to cook’ you tell him seriously as you place your hands around his neck as he places his on your waist. He kisses you again, now more properly
‘well you can always show your appreciation later’ he teases you again as you roll your eyes lovingly at him ‘deal’ you tell him as you peck him again before you throw your heels out of the way
‘long day?’ he asks as he lets you go to stir the rice
‘the longest’ you reply as you start to set up the table ‘we fear there has been a breakthrough of info on undercover agents and they put me as head of operation to make sure they are safe, I need to check each of them’ you sigh
‘well that sounds exhausting’ he replies honestly
‘your day?’ you ask
‘some standard arrests. And lucy passed my Tim test today.’ He replies as he start putting the food on the plates
‘tim tests? Can’t you leave that poor boot alone?’ you playfully make fun of him as you sit down
‘be careful or you are going to be Tim tested too’ he says pointing the spatula at you
‘you wouldn’t’ you tell him faking shock ‘I’m your wife’
‘don’t test me’ he replies hiding a smile ‘come on. the food is ready’ he says as he moves towards the table with the meal in his hand. But before he places it on the table the room gets filled with smoke and he feels something in his neck, a narcotic that makes him faint instantly as you do too while he calls your name.
-.-.-.
You wake up tied to a chair in your home’s office. Two men stand in front of you
‘hello y/n’ they tell you ‘had a good sleep?’ they mock you
‘who are you and what do you want’ you ask. This is not your first kidnap
‘straight to the point I see. We want the real name of the undercover agents’ they tell you playing with a knife
‘I don’t have them. They are classified’ you reply
‘and that is the first lie of the night. Our intel says only one person has all of the names, and that is you’
You maintain your calm wondering how they know it. ‘I don’t’ you reply as you asses the situation. You are chained to the chair. Is impossible to break free
‘okay let’s see if your memory starts to work after we are finished with you’ they tell you before punching you in the face
-.-.-.-.-.
Are the screams that wake Tim up. your screams. It takes him a few seconds to realize that he is still in his living room and that the screams he is hearing are your screams.
‘y/n!’ he shouts ‘leave her alone!’. but is useless. He is not even tied, he is chained to a metal chair. He mentally curses himself and your shared love for design, at least if it were a wooden chair he could have tried to free himself. He assesses the situation. he is a cop, he was a sergeant in the army , he should know how to get out of any situation. he needs to help you. His wife is being tortured and he is without a scratch and unable to help you
He tries for more than two hours to free himself, trying to not think about what they are doing to you as your screams get progressively worse
Tim is kind of scared of how you held up, how you did not say anything as they tortured you. He knew you were strong, but this, this is almost inhumane.
The screams stops and he fears the worst.
The door suddenly opens and the two men bring you in. he has the first glimpse of you since they took you. tim can’t almost recognize you. Your face is too puffy and full of blood. They had beaten you up, for hours. Tim also notices that some of your limbs don’t look right. The two men throw you on the floor. You are still passed out. Your hands tied together behind you.
His hearts start beating again only when he sees a feeble movement of your chest going up and down. You are alive.
Tim’s blood boils in his veins. Flashbacks of the last time he has seen you like this passes through his mind. more than 10 years ago, when you were both in the army and you got taken hostage for days. He still doesn’t know all of what had happened to you during the captivity, you never talked about it apart from some info then and there. He had killed who did that to you, heading the rescue mission. He had a lot of remorse for what he witnessed in the army but never for that. Now he wanted to do the same to these two men who had entered his house and tortured his wife. Damn the consequences
‘son of a bitch what did you do to her’ he says in anger as he tries in vain to move
‘don’t worry big guy. She is alive. I must say this bitch is strong. Broke more than 20 bones in her body one by one and still has not given a name’
Scratch that. Tim doesn’t want to kill them. He wants to break each and every bone of his body and more. He wants to inflict them 10 times what they did to you.
‘I’ll fucking kill you’ he says rage in his eyes
‘what a knight with a shiny armor. A bit difficult considering your situation right now.’ The guy mocks him
The man takes some water and throws it in your face to have you woke up, it works as you stir. He throws more at you before giving you a kick. Tim tries to move from his chair and the man laughs at him
‘tim’ is your first word as you try to find him, your eye focus still blurry from the blood and the puffiness until you see him, just a bruise on his face, his eyes blurry with tears for you and anger against them. You sigh in relief
‘are you okay?’ he asks his voice almost breaking, he knows he sounds stupid as you clearly are not but he needs to have a verbal confirmation
‘yah’ you say as you spit blood. Tim doesn’t believe you
‘sleeping beauty is awake’ the man says taking your face in his hand roughly to throw you on the floor again
Tim flinches
‘as torturing your body did not work we will try with a psychological torturing. let’s see if your so little to nonexistent self-preserving instinct applies also to others’ the man says pointing his head towards tim
Your biggest fear comes true. Tim is going to suffer because of you.
‘tell me the real names of the undercover agents or I make him my own punching ball’ the kidnapper says pointing to tim
Tim stays silent looking in your eyes saying with them ‘don’t’. you spit some blood and stay silent. Your heart breaking as you just basically agreed for the man to torture your husband
‘well then’ the man says as he punches tim. You look away. The other man grabs your face again and forces you to look as He punches tim again and again . tim tries to not react, knowing that if the situation was reversed he would give in immediately at the sight if you suffering. He tries to be strong for you, to not have you give in to the blackmail
‘okay clearly you don’t care enough’ the man says as he pauses his assault on tim. ‘who is this one anyhow’ he asks as tim too spits some blood, his face now too puffy and bruised.
‘no one important. The local supermarket delivery guy. He was just dropping my food delivery’ you lie through your teeth
Tim knows you are saying that to protect him, to not have them use him as leverage more than they are already doing, but it hurts anyhow
‘no one important? Hum. There are quite a few pictures of this delivery guy around here’ the kidnapper says as his partner picks up and passes to him a photo of you and tim where you two are kissing
‘no way, this is your bitch?’ the man asks tim connecting the dots
‘don’t call her that’ tim replies his anger violent
‘tim’ you warn him, knowing his rage will only harm him
‘oh I see. You are her bitch’ the man says pointing at tim ‘this changes everything’ the man says to his partner laughing ‘if torture on her won’t work let’s see how she reacts when her man is the one being tortured’
The second kidnapper picks up the boiling hot knife he had been warming up and passes it to the leader who shows you the knife before going towards tim
‘don’t tell them anything’ tim tells you dead serious ‘I can handle it. I promise’
The kidnapper burns tim and cuts him, when he breaks his leg you scream. Tim still tells you to not speak as you start to cry but remain silent.
‘I see. We have a fellow hero here’ the man mocks tim, now bloody almost as you
‘ I didn’t expect this to be this difficult. I will give you that. Okay now time to stop the games’ he says taking out a gun and pointing it to tim ‘speak or I put a bullet between his eyes’
‘y/n don’t tell him anything, I am just one person’ tim says trying to convince you. He is a cop his job is to protect people. His life counts less than the one of the undercover agents.
‘you choose y/n’ the man mocks you ‘300 agents or the man you love’
‘please-‘ you plead them. The man puts the gun on tim’s forehead
‘last chance’ he says as he charges the gun while tim mouths ‘I love you’ as he closes his eyes waiting for the inevitable end
‘okay okay I will tell you!’ you shout ‘But please let him go.’ You plead them
‘see? It wasn’t that difficult’ the man replies as he drops the gun from tim’s head
‘Let’s make a deal I will voluntary come with you, I will be a valuable hostage, but let him go. Please I beg you’ you continue. You don’t care what happens to you, you just want to save tim and the agents
‘y/n quit the crap don’t-‘ tim says as the man punches him to shut him up before laughing
‘the great y/n y/l/n the youngest director of Internal Security Special Unit and one of the top ranking National Defence officers is begging me? Wow. and all for him? a woman is a woman after all, he must fuck you well’ the guy mocks you, while the other laughs
Tim is boiling in rage at the blunt sexism and insults of the man in front of you. You don’t care anymore, you will do whatever it takes to get Tim out
‘please let him go’ you plead him again
‘nah. This is more fun. Speak now or never’ he tells you
‘don’t tell them’ tim says pleading you with his eyes
‘3 … 2 …’ the man starts counting the gun barrell at tim’s forehead. tim takes in your face for what he thinks will be his last time. He wants to take in every detail of you even if you are so bruised and broken, to him you are still the most beautiful person. As the man reaches two he closes his eyes
‘John Lawrence!’ you scream before he can count to one.
‘perfect. Here we go. See it was easy’ the kidnapper mocks you as tim opens his eyes in defeat, as you can’t bring yourself to look at him
You list all the people taking the longest time possible to hope they will come rescue. You want to buy time, knowing that when the list is done not only the agents will be dead but also you and tim.
Yet Inevitably the list comes to an end
‘thank you very much. Betraying your country and 300 people for one single man’
You keep your head low knowing you just sentenced to death 300 agents.
The man points the gun towards you ‘kill me but spare him please’ you say having given up on your fate but hoping you will still be able to save tim
Tim flinches in his seat at your plead. ‘she told you what you wanted let us go now’ tim says
‘and let you stop our operation? No way’
‘by the time they find us you will already have done it’ tim tries to make him reason
‘you know what? You are right. I will not kill you’ the man says as he turns
He shoots you in the stomach as tim screams your name and you can’t even cling to your stomach as your hands are tied ‘I will let you die of blood loss so that you can stare at his corpse knowing it is your fault’
He then points the gun to tim’s head
‘no! please!’ you shout
‘its okay sweatheart. I love-‘ tim says looking at you
As you hear the gun shot you close your eyes screaming but then you hear tim’s voice calling your name. you open your eyes as you see the SWAT entering the house and killing the two intruders before you pass out
-.-.-
Tim wakes up in a hospital bed, Lucy goes next to him in a second
‘tim! How are you?’ she asks him
‘y/n. where is y/n’ he asks frenetic looking around ‘tim…’ lucy tries
‘where is my wife!’ he shouts at his rookie. ‘next room but tim-‘ she tries, he doesn’t care he gets of the hospital bed falling down as he realizes that is leg is still broken after all
‘tim- you shouldn’t get up-‘ lucy tries to make him reason as she goes to help him
‘help me or leave!’ he says his eyes look like pure fire she nods as she helps him up and to walk next room where you are staying
Angela, who was sitting next to you, stands up seeing him ‘tim-‘
Tim freezes when he sees you. You are in a bed, more casts on your limbs that he can count. Your face is still swollen even if now is clear from the blood, tubes come and go out of you, one is even in your mouth.
‘y/n’ he sighs. Lucy and angela help him to the chair next to your bed. He sits down and takes your only non-casted hand in his
‘how is she?’ he asks them looking at your broken form, eyes lucid
Angela and lucy exchange a look before Angela speaks ‘the doctor said the situation was critical. Both her legs, her arms and one hand are broken. She had a concussion from the beating and lost a lot of blood, but the gun shot did not damage any major organ’
‘is she-‘ he is afraid to ask as the words die in his throat
‘yes she is in a coma. They are positive that she is going to wake up.’ Angela says
‘when‘ he asks as a knot forms in his throat
‘they don’t know‘ lucy replies as tim just nods never taking his eyes off you
‘the intruders?’ he asks now voice plain and cold
‘they were killed in the rescue operation. Any info they might have gotten never made it to their associates’ angela says, careful to not say or insinuate that you indeed told them something or in this case everything
‘they should have suffered more’ tim says as lucy and angela exchange a look
‘tim you should be resting. You have a broken leg and a minor concussion, and bruises and burns everywhere…’ lucy tries to make him reason
‘leave’ he only replies voice flat
‘tim…’ angela tries
‘leave!’ he shouts looking at them and they do leave. He turns again towards you worry and regret consuming him
He places your hand in both his as he kisses it before placing his forehead on it.
And for the first time in years tim bradford cries
PART 2
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