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Traitor | Berlin

Pairing: Berlin x fem!reader (know as London)

Summary: Hiding a marriage for the sake of the plan was not easy to begin with, but once the knowledge of a traitor inside the team needed to be exposed drastic measures needed to be taken leading to exposure of the secret well kept.

Warning/s: blood, guns, cigarettes, alcohol, accusations, theft, robbery, hostage situations, cursing, threats, illness and medications, mentions of death, betrayal, secrets, classic Money Heist stuff, kind of a long fic, possible grammar and spelling mistakes

Author's note: So I finished watching the Korean version of Money Heist and I am as in love with the series as I am with the original, Spanish version. My favorite character was by far Berlin so here you go. If you have any requests for Belin, Denver or the Professor fell free to sent it! Enjoy!

The tension was high and it seemed like it just kept on rising each passing minute.

No time to think. No time to breathe. Not even a single moment to thank whoever there is to thank for the fact that we were all still alive and that the master plan was still in motion. For now, at least.

Things were not going as well as we expected them to since the moment that we entered the Mint. There was more blood and wounds than we had anticipated and the possibility of death just went up higher and higher.

At the very beginning the rules we clear.

Nobody can know any personal information about the others on the team. Not even names were allowed. That's how I became London. A woman handy with a gun and a leader of the team alongside my husband Berlin. Not that anyone can make that connection considering the fact that we hid that information pretty well so far.

No relationships between the members of the team. Well, that one Berlin and I broke long before we were in on the plan. However, it was pretty clear to both of us that Rio is determined to unknowingly follow our footsteps.

Lastly, but perhaps most importantly, no murder. That one is not really followed either.

But with the constant pressure of assuring the safety of the hostages, following the rules and the plan, making sure that we're all still intact a new layer of panic spread over me.

There might be a traitor among us.

Rio's actions brought me to that suspicion that I desperately hoped was just that. A suspicion.

Yet it seems like some good things are never meant to last much to all of our displeasure because that same day I found myself being summoned to the main office alongside Tokyo only to find that Berlin and Rio were already there talking to the Professor. His voice sharper than a knife, his eyes always watching. Confirming the suspicion I held inside me for a while now.

"I gave Rio a secret task since there's a chance there's a traitor among you."

Tokyo and I shared a look of silent, barely noticeable worry. Rio was sitting in front of his computers that were set up in the office for the sole purpose of communicating with the Professor.

Berlin immediately spoke up, "So you mean to say... that you ordered a traitor to create another traitor."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. Of course, he would accuse Rio again. I mean, I truly do understand his idea. At the end of the day there are very few people you can trust, but I really don't think that accusing every single person here is going to help our situation.

"Like Rio said," Professor continued, "Cha Moohyuk has started to suspect me."

The detective?

"That's really funny." Berlin immediately responded.

"You wanna stop talking shit, or what?" Rio said, exasperated.

At that moment I knew that Tokyo, just like me, could sense how thing are going to drastically escalate, but I don't think that either of us will truly be prepared for what is going to come next.

"This little brat didn't want to be a doctor, so he left that life and joined out heist. But as soon as things got hectic, it's too much to handle." Berlin turned to Rio with a smirk on his face before saying something that both of us knew for a while now, "He's been hitting on Tokyo, but she's not interested in him at all, and that's when his parents were on television. So you got scared and wanted to run away. Ain't thay right?"

It seemed like Rio could no longer listen to Berlin talking like that about him, right in front of him, for a moment acting like Rio's not right in front of him.

"I said, shut your damn mouth," Rio said lowly as he slowly stood up.

"Listen," I spoke up, moving closer to both of them, "we can't go on accusing each other without any valuable proof whatsoever."

"Exactly," Tokyo turned to Berlin, "You know Rio was the one who saved me when I tried to open the vault."

For a moment nobody spoke. Tension higher then ever it seemed like. Berlin's eyes switching between my face and Tokyo's, but I knew that he wouldn't have it.

"Maybe he wanted to be a real man, and save the woman he loves, right?" He crossed his arms as he spoke, a smirk on his face, clearly satisfied with himself.

I couldn't help but let a little scoff escape my mouth. He's the one to talk, huh?

"Shit," Rio cursed, turning away for a second, clearly on the edge of breaking down, "You're driving me fucking nuts, man."

"So what?" He continued, "You think you're not suspicious? Wanna look into everyone's alibis?"

"That's enough." Tokyo spoke.

"Seriously," I shook my head watching them, "You two argue like an old married couple."

"Listen up," Professor's voice sliced through the telephone once more, "Yes, it's true that there's a traitor in there with you. And we need to find them quickly. But if we start suspecting each other because of that one person, the chaos will only grow out of control. For now, London and Tokyo will handle this, so do as they say. I still have to wrap things up with Cha Moohyuk."

That was the last thing he said before he ended the call.

As we slowly cleared out, I couldn't help but worry. Never in my worst nightmares did I expect this. But Professor confirming my suspension of a traitor just turned my nightmare into reality.

"What do you think of this, London?" Berlin's voice spoke as I turned to leave.

"I think," I sighed, locking eyes with my husband, "I think that the Professor is right. We shouldn't accuse each other so lightly. That won't help the situation were in. We need solid proof."

"Always the rational one, aren't you?" He chuckled fondly.

"Of course, that's why we match so well after all," I said, "I'm the rational one and you're my irrational half."

For a moment we just looked at each other, smiling before I placed my hand on the door handle.

"Oh and by the way," I rolled my eyes sarcastically at him, "'Maybe he wanted to be a real man and save the woman he loves.' Seriously?"

"What?" He shrugged, smirking, "Maybe he was."

"Yeah, like you're the one to talk," I scoffed, "Don't make me remind you about the dangerous situations you put yourself in at the concentration camps to save me."

"I have no regrets."

"Of course you'll say that."

Pretty soon we were back in the main office. Tokyo was leaning over the other side of the desk. Berlin was standing next to Rio while he was showing us the security footage of the traitor entering the office while nobody was there.

"The security cameras caught the traitor at this specific time," Berlin pointed out before turning to Rio, "Rio, you weren't in the Director's office then, right?"

"Don't you ever have to piss or shit?" Rio asked sighing, exasperated. "Check this. Oslo leaves to go back and forth between the exhibition hall and the basement."

Pretty soon he switched to the other camera that was showing the footage of the room where the hostages were digging the fake tunnel.

"H-hold up," my voice shook a little as I raised my hand, Berlin's eyes snapping at me, "Where is Denver?"

"Nairobi's gone, too." He pointed at the footage of the printing room.

"We're not machines you know, we're human beings, huh?" Rio snapped, looking at Berlin, "So we're not allowed to step out at all? Is that it?"

"Rio's right," Tokyo spoke up, "So both of you should calm down and-"

"Tokyo, do you not understand how serious this is?" I asked as I stood up from my chair, "I wouldn't say anything if it was just a suspicion, but it's not just that anymore. Professor confirmed it. Look, I'm not accusing anyone in particular."

"And I'm not saying we don't have a right to step out for a moment," I turned to Rio, "However, doesn't anybody find it strange that a lot of people step out at the same time?"

"London's right," Berlin smirked, "Let's think about it this way. Rio can see everyone's movements from right here, and when he saw he had an opportunity, this little rat did what little rats do."

I sighed once again as I watched him place his arm around Rio's shoulder while smirking as Tokyo kept walking around.

"Besides, he's the one who knows most about the Mint's blind spots."

"Just fucking stop," Rio snapped, standing up, getting out of his grip, "I said it's not me! Just leave me alone!"

With that he stormed out.

Tokyo immediately followed. I didn't know what to say. Berlin's constant accusations were not doing us any good. They just created more tension and pushed us further away from finding out the truth.

I looked at Berlin and without another word just sat back down.

"London, you know very well-"

"I know, dear." I said looking up at him, "I know that you simply can't help yourself, but what you are doing is completely foolish and deep down you have to know that."

"It's him, love." Berlin said as he walked over to me, "I know it is, he's the weakest link. He's the only one who doesn't truly need money. He has a family outside. Only he would do something so foolish."

"Look," I spoke, locking eyes with him, "I get where you're coming from. I truly do, but the fact that you keep shamelessly accusing him will not do us any good."

"Dear-"

"We have no valid proof!" I stood up, frustration lacing my voice, "We have no proof that he did it. We have no proof at all. We didn't see the traitor's face, and the traitor didn't leave any clues that could lead us to them."

For a moment we just looked at each other. We said nothing. I sighed for the billionth time that day as I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face in my neck.

"You have to calm down," I whispered as I felt him lightly shaking in my arms, "I'm afraid that perhaps the only way to catch the traitor is to get a confession out of them. It's not going to be easy, but you accusing Rio every chance you get will not make it easier."

"Lon-"

"Don't," I said as I let go of him, walking over to his desk and taking one of his cigarettes from the stash, lighting it up, "Just go and find him before he does something foolish out of anger."

Without another word, he turned around and walked out the door closing it behind him.

My brain was buzzing as I smoked and thought about what we should do. It's a really tricky business. Catching the traitor. Setting up a trap would be the best idea, but it has to be very sneaky. Nobody can know what we're doing and nobody can mess up the plan even more.

But before I could even begin to truly dive deeper into my own head, I heard yelling outside of the office and down the hall.

Without much thought, I grabbed my gun from the table and walked out the door, the faint taste of Berlin's cigarette still on my tongue.

The sight before me was astonishing. Berin had his gun pointed at Rio, Tokyo's gun was pointed at Berlin while Nairobi stood and watched. I was left speechless.

"What the fuck are you all doing?!" I yelled as I ran up to them.

"Admit it Rio."

"Tokyo, put the gun down," I ordered pointing my gun at the back of her head, "Berlin, stop it."

The phone in the office was ringing. Professor...

"Rio, you can still come clean," Berlin evidently did not back down, "But if you don't want to, Tokyo will die instead." And just like that, without a blink of his eye, he pointed the gun at Tokyo.

"You shit-" Rio tried to fight Berlin, but Berlin stopped him before he could even start, pressing him against the wall with his free hand.

All of a sudden, all lights in the hallway went out.

The phone stopped ringing.

The electricity inside the Mint was cut off.

We were all in the makeshift classroom, Professor was standing in front of the board. At last he turned around.

"Everyone," he spoke up with a smile on his face, "I'm sure sitting through these meetings wasn't easy, so thank you."

"What?"

"Huh?"

The sounds of confusion spread out across the room like a live fire.

"You know, you sound like a professor on the last day of classes." Rio smiled, tilting his head.

"I am," Professor admitted, "Our D-Day has been set."

"Huh?"

"For real?" Denver exclaimed.

"My God!" Nairobi excitedly stood up, "Then we party, you guys!"

"Let's get drunk," Professor confirmed, "and call it a day."

Cheers erupted from all over the room. Tokyo stood up and stretched as Nairobi excitedly jumped up and down. Helsinki and Oslo shook hands in victory as Berlin and I leaned our heads back laughing with relief.

Professor laughed as he watched us.

We all stood up and started hugging each other just like school children at the last day of school with their favorite professor.

"Yes! Let's do it!"

"Let's get hammered!" Denver exclaimed, laughing.

Helsinki brought out the grill. We were all making a toast to the finalized plan. Some were sitting on the edge of the table. Professor sat down in the high chair. Berlin and I were sitting at the head of the table next to each other, sharing a chair. Drinking soju. Tokyo sat on the table beside me drinking from the small cup. Berlin lit up his cigarette before passing me the lighter.

We were all cheering and laughing. Celebrating.

Bottles of soju and cans of beer were covering every inch of the table so much so that you could barely see the table anymore. Every single ashtray was filled to the brim with ash from the cigarettes along with what was left of the cigarettes.

Drinking, smoking, and eating we were celebrating the end of the beginning. We learned everything that was in the plan. Every single plan inside the main plan. Every procedure there was to make it successful. We went over every single scenario so we could know how to proceed in the time of an unwanted crisis. For now, we were done. All that was left to do was to get to the realization of the said plan, but that was a matter for another day because today our minds were hazy from the amount of alcohol we drank and we felt like we were floating from the amout of cigarette smoke we were inhaling.

"Hey, Moscow, what is that song that you're always singing?" Nairobi, quite literally drunk out of her mind with her arm around Moscow, asked him with pure interest.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just some stupid old song." Moscow waved off the matter, however his son, Denver, soon joined in.

"Oh, yeah," he said, "I think my dad always sings the exact same song."

"Come on, sing it." Nairobi was persistent.

"Naw."

"Oh, come on please."

"I'm way too embarrassed." I could swear I saw him blush behind his embarrassed smile.

"Come on," Nairobi exclaimed, "We want to hear Moscow sing, don't we?"

And just like that, we all started to cheer on Moscow to sing for us. Obviously, he couldn't refuse our cheers so he stood up, wobbly from alcohol, grabbed a fork nearby and started to sing.

Pretty soon everyone joined in in some way. Some were singing along like Helsinki, Oslo, Nairobi, Tokyo, Denver, and Professor. Some were cheering and swaying along to the song like Rio, Berlin and I.

Moscow came over and swung his arm around Berlin's shoulder shaking him until he cracked a smile. I was laughing so much seeing my stone-faced husband crack under Moscow's song. He shot me a playful glare that just made me laugh harder.

We all stood up and made one more toast to the heist, to us, to the plan, and, of course, to the brilliant Professor who brought it from the dark.

Sharing more drinks, more cigarettes, Berlin and I looked at each other and smiled for a split second. Enjoying our little secret nobody aside from Professor knew. Clicking our glasses as the rings that we wore on a necklace under our shirts were dangling against our chests.

After a few more hours all of us headed out. The rest of the team went to their own rooms, Berlin and I to our room, the farthest away from the rest at the very edge of the hallway.

We changed and sat on the bed that was by the window. For a while, we were just talking. I drank some water along the way in desperate hopes of sobering up even a little bit.

"You ready to sleep?" He asked as he brought out his medication.

"Almost," I said turning to him, abandoning my glass of water, "Let me help you."

"I'm fine-"

"Your hands are shaking, let me do it," I persisted as I took the little bottle with the silver like liquid and a needle.

He watched my every move as I prepared the needle.

"Give me your arm," I mumbled and he did so. Slowly lifting the sleeve of his shirt.

I placed one hand under his arm as I brought down the needle with the other. Barely flinching, he took his dose before his eyes became droppy. My eyes on the other hand filled up with water like always.

"Love, don't cry," he brought his hand up to my face, brushing away the tears that escaped.

"I'm sorry," I sniffed as my face grimaced into something that I hoped was a smile, "I just hate seeing you in pain. I know that I should be used to it, but I just can't. I can't get used to seeing you suffer like that."

"I will be okay," he spoke in a hushed voice, "I promise you."

"You can't promise-"

"I promise," he said, more firmly, more determined, "And I intend to keep my promise."

Hushing me into sleep, we lay down together, sharing a watery kiss as we slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

Pretty soon, however, I woke up, my head pounding along with the loud sounds outside of somebody slamming the door and the yelling of utter disbelief.

I moved Berlin's hand away from my waist so I could stand up. Thank God he was drunk enough to sleep tightly otherwise I knew he would hear me. He needed sleep. Much more that I did.

Slowly tiptoing my way to the door, I opened it quietly shutting it behind me as I walked out.

The sight that awaited me, was not expected.

Nairobi was standing right outside the Professor's door utterly distraught. She didn't notice me yet. So, considering the noise and the fact that she had much less clothing than before, I made the connection that she probably had an ulterior motive with Professor today, but he clearly refused so he threw her out.

On the other hand, there was Rio who Tokyo threw out of her room, slamming him on the wall on the other side of the hallway a second after I closed the door to Berlin's and mine room.

"Let's just have one more drink." Rio slurred, barely standing up.

Tokyo however saw Nairobi's state and scoffed after Nairobi mouthed "What?"

Then she saw me and my irritated face. Obviously smelling trouble, she quickly backed into her room and shut the door as Rio tried to stop her.

"Tokyo, I just-"

I just tuned around and prepared myself to return to Berlin.

Rio's refusal to drink some more with Nairobi, however, brought her to start banging on each door in the hallway as she shouted.

"Rio! Denver! Moscow!"

I sighed, exasperated, exhausted and still quite drunk, my grip on the door handle tightening.

"Where the fuck is Berlin's room?" I heard her mutter before she started yelling again, "Denver! Moscow!"

I stepped into the hallway light by the door. My head literally murdering me.

"Shut up!" I hissed at her, my voice both low and high at the same time, somehow, "Just shut up, you'll wake up everyone!"

"So what?"

"Listen," I sighed, trying to keep my cool, "I think that Helsinki and Oslo are still down so you can go ahead and drink with them, I'm sure they won't mind just please shut up, my head is killing me, go before I become the one who does the killings."

I turned around and left after that.

Things were getting out of hand. The moment the police shut down the electricity inside the Mint it all went to hell.

Our communication with the Professor was brought down. There was no way for us to contact him. No way for him to contact us. He couldn't even se us through security cameras now.

Oslo died. He was killed by the hostages. We found him in the pool of his own blood leaping from his head. A hostage killed him with a metal pole.

Some hostages tried to escape. Some of them succeeded. Some Tokyo, Denver, Belin and I managed to stop. Annie almost escaped, but Berlin managed to catch her at the last second.

He didn't take his medication in a while. He was slowly going insane. We could all see it.

We gathered the hostages, or at least what was left of them, in the hallway of the Mint.

We were all angry. They were feeling satisfied. They started clapping when we announced that Oslo was dead and that some hostages managed to escape.

Berlin almost shot them.

I barely stopped him.

Then we gathered in the Director's office. It was smashed into pieces. Berlin's medication, too.

He broke down.

Curses were shouted. Guns were pointed. Accusations on who the traitor was were thrown all around.

When he pointed the gun at Nairobi he started to shake so much that he collapsed on the floor.

Screaming. Endless screaming was ripping through my mouth, through Tokyo's, Nairobi's and Denver's mouths, too.

Shouting. We were all shouting as Rio tried to stop his shaking.

Helpless. I felt helpless because I couldn't stop the pain. Without medication, he would suffer. I knew that and I couldn't do anything about it.

In the end, we gave him a sedative from the medical kit that we brought into the Mint in case of a medical emergency. It put him to sleep and stopped the shaking. Denver and Rio brought him on the sofa in the office before everyone left to do their assigned jobs. That is, except for Rio, Tokyo, Denver and me.

"What's the matter with him?" Denver asked as we all watched Berlin sleep.

"Is he sick or something?" Tokyo continued.

"He said he was terminally ill and needed drugs." Rio exclaimed exposing Berlin's secret.

"What?" Denver raised his eyebrows in shock.

"I just thought that he was lying about that." Rio said as he ran to the office bookshelf where he kept the medication.

"It's true," my raspy voice spoke before I could stop myself. It was over anyway, they were always bound to find out.

"What?" Denver said again as he and Tokyo looked at me in shock, "What do you mean? You knew?"

"Yes," I sight from my seat next to Berlin, "Yes, I knew. I never told you became I promised both him and the Professor. At the end it was his secret to tell."

"Guys!" Rio called and we all ran to him.

The medication was smashed to pieces.

"What is that for?" Denver leaned over Rio who was holding up a small smashed bottle.

"I don't know," Rio said, "I can't read it."

"Huntington's disease," I spoke up as they all turned to me, "He has Huntington's disease."

"Oh, shit." Rio sighed, sadness on his face as he stood up.

"What is that?" Tokyo asked.

I found myself sitting down, Denver's hand on my shoulders for support as Rio explained the medical aspects of it.

"There is no cure," Rio sighed, "The medication can only relieve symptoms. Basically, what's happening is, his brain cells are dying. And symptoms usually begin after 30. So he probably already had them when he was in the prison camp."

"I'm sure they didn't give him any proper medicine," Tokyo spoke up, looking at Berlin who shook slightly, "It must've made a place like that a lot more miserable."

"Oh, trust me it did," I said as they listened, "They tortured him because of it. Sometimes I thought that they're gonna kill him. He's a lot stronger then you think."

"So, uh..." Denver began, hesitating, "What was the camp like?"

I just looked at them for a while. Nobody said anything else as they waited for my answer.

"It's like a literal hell on Earth," I sighed as I looked down remembering all the terrible things we had to get through there, "Trust me, it's better for you if you don't know what it was like there."

They all nodded in understanding at that. I'm sure they agreed.

"So what do we do with him now?"

"The only thing that we can do," I said, "Is to isolate him until he gets a bit better, I hate to say this but, I'm afraid that without the medicine we don't have much of a choice."

He woke up a few hours later. Non of us said a lot. He sat on the sofa, I sat by the window as we heard the door open.

It was Tokyo.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

What a fucking lie.

"Rio and London just told me you have a rare disease." Tokyo admitted.

"Hmm," he sighed before chuckling a little, "Now I don't have to hide my trembling hands, I guess."

She sighed a little as she walked over to me, leaning against the table as she asked her questions, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"You're not hiding anything?" He asked sarcastically.

"Why did you join this thing?" She asked, "You need money to cure it?"

"I'd have already stolen the cure if there was one."

He told her everything. How he found out about it. How his parents died crossing the border in hopes of finding the cure for his son.

"The important this is that I bet my life on this heist," he admitted, "And what about you?"

"Yeah, I did, too," she sighed confessing, "But I have no idea what we should do now."

"It seemed like out of all of us, you trusted the Professor more than anyone else here."

"The communication is cut off and the Professor's outside," she pointed out, looking at both of us, "So what could he possibly do in a situation like this? It'd be better for us to find another way without him."

"Now you want to change the plans?" he laughed a little, smirk ever present on his face, "But you obeyed him like a dog this whole time. And now you can't trust him, huh?"

She fell quiet.

"You know what?" He stood up approaching us, "The more loyal the dog, the crazier it behaves when it senses its owner is in a state of crisis. Why? Because it's like the sky has fallen for the dog."

"Listen," I finally spoke up, standing up slowly, "What Berlin is implying is very true, but it doesn't necessarily have to mean something bad."

"What do you have in mind?" She asked, eyeing me.

"Look," I began, "The traitor is among us and that's a fact, but that is just one of our problems. The communication off is the worst case scenario."

"You don't mean that we should-"

"No!" I broke Berlin off, "Not that. We still have hope of solving this."

"What are you talking about?" Tokyo demanded.

"That is not important right now-"

"Tell me," Tokyo demanded, "I have to know."

"Look, I can't tell you much," I began quickly shutting down her protests, "All I can say is that we have one more plan but we can't bring it in motion."

"What?" she questioned, "What plan? And why is it a secret?"

"It's the last resort," Berlin groaned, displeased, "The less you know the better for all of our safety. We will bring it in motion if absolutely necessary."

"Let's just hope that it won't come to it."

"Why?"

"Because," I said, "If we put it in motion, we leave with nothing but our lives running from the police so let's hope that we won't need it to come to it. Like I said, the less you know the better."

"What do you mean then?" Tokyo accepted as she brought us back on track.

"The communication being cut off means no Professor," I explained, "He can't call us, we can't call him."

"He can't even see us on the security cameras." Berlin pointed out.

"Exactly!" I exclaimed, "He doesn't know what happened here. How can we know if he saw Oslo die or anything else that happened?"

"So?" Tokyo asked, "What do we do?"

"Well, I personally don't think that the cops are gonna expect us to be very reckless," I smirked, "A little reckless? Maybe. But they would not in their wildest dreams expect what I came up with."

"What did you plan?" Berlin asked, more serious then ever.

"It's risky," I began, "Totally reckless and very idiotic, but I think that it can all be in our favor."

"We're listening." Tokyo said.

"I need you to trust me on this," I looked at them, "Because if you do, if you don't what I tell you, I'm pretty sure that we can find both the traitor and the way to communicate with the Professor."

It took a lot of convincing on Berlin's side, but we brought the plan in motion.

Not even fifteen minutes had passed when Belin basically threw open the door of the office with me in his arms, Tokyo screaming and pointing a gun at his back as he had a scalpel under my chin.

Rio who was standing in the hallway was terrified.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing, Berlin?!" he yelled as I pretended to struggle against his hold.

"She's the traitor," Berlin said playing into his act perfectly.

"I'm not!" I yelled.

"Let her go, you sick fuck!" Tokyo screamed getting in front of us, her back to Rio. She winked at us. Every is going according to plan so far.

"What the hell are you talking about, huh?" Rio yelled.

"The only one I didn't even think to doubt from the very start." He shook his head madly.

I'm so proud of him.

"Hey, just calm down," Rio said as he slowly lowered Tokyo's gun, clearly scared out of his mind, "You're not in your right mind now, okay?"

"You lied to us," he looked down at me, "You earned everyone's trust, so you could sneak around as a spy, right?"

"Come on," Rio snarled as he and Tokyo pointed their guns at him, "Put that down right now. Or we'll have no choice but to shoot you!"

Thankfully, before he could do anything Helsinki showed up, running up to us.

"Hey, Helsinki," Rio turned to him for a split second, "Stop Berlin. Do something."

"Helsinki," Berlin called out, "London killed Oslo."

"What?" Helsinki asked, shock plastered on his face.

Berlin had no choice. He had to say it. He had to make me the traitor in order to expose the real one. The more people on his side the better. The more people on his side the easier it will be.

"Don't listen to a thing that crazy asshole says!" Tokyo shouted.

"I swear, it wasn't me, Helsinki!" I screamed, thrashing in my husband's arms, "It wasn't!"

"I trust the Professor, even now," Helsinki said, "And I made a promise to him that if anything crazy and unexpected happened, that the person whose orders I'd follow is Berlin."

And with that, he pointed his gun at Rio.

"Drop the gun!" I yelled, "Drop it right now! Put it away!

"Hey, come on," Tokyo screamed, "Not you, too."

Good.

That means that Helsinki was not the traitor.

At that split second when Rio was not looking he knocked out both Tokyo and Rio with the end of his gun. Tokyo let him. Perfecting her role in this plan amazingly.

Pretty soon, Tokyo, Rio, and I found ourselves tied up on the moving tables with some black tape that was strong enough to enable us to escape. We were screaming and yelling, your voices muffled by the tape as we trashed around trying, and miserably, failing to escape.

"Okay, so now," Berlin spoke, resting his gun on the table I was tied up to, "We'll all get the pleasure of getting to play a really fun game, all right?"

"Hey," he turned to Helsinki, "Gather everyone together right now."

Helsinki nodded and left. The three of us still trashing around on the moving tables.

We didn't have to wait long, however, as Helsinki soon brought Denver, Moscow and Nairobi back to us.

When they walked in, the sight that awaited them was unbelievable. Tokyo, Rio and I tied up on the moving tables, thrashing as our muffled screams echoed all over the room of the entrance to the Mint. Berlin was crouching down on the floor, gun in hand, pointed at the ground.

For a moment, they were absolutely quiet. In shock. Processing the sight before them.

"What?" Denver shouted gripping his gun as Moscow and Nairobi, who stood behind him, stated, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm avenging Oslo," Berlin answered him while waving his gun around. "One of these fuckers is the traitor."

"What?" Moscow exclaimed.

"Just look into my eyes," Berlin said, "See if I'm crazy or not. If you don't confess, I'm gonna banish all three of them from here."

With that, he started to rip the tape off of Rio's and Tokyo's face. Pointing a gun at me, Rio yelled out, "Hey! Okay, yeah, you're right, I'm the traitor! I'm the fucking traitor, okay?" Berlin just laughed.

"What do you mean?!" Moscow yelled, running over.

Berlin said nothing, sweating, panting like a dog, he walked over to the button which opened the entrance of the Mint. He pressed it and the door slid open.

"I killed him!" Tokyo yelled as Berlin got behind her.

"No she didn't!" Rio shouted, thrashing, "I killed him, I'm the traitor!"

"He's just a little coward!"

"Stop!" Moscow yelled, "Don't hurt them!"

"Berlin, he's not capable of any of that!" Denver yelled, grabbing Rio's face, shutting his moth, "Neither of them are! They don't have the balls to betray us!"

Berlin, however, didn't seem convinced and tried to push Rio, but Moscow was faster.

"Come on, don't!"

"Stop!"

"You have to know that both of them are only saying that to try and save London." Moscow tried to reason with him.

"I do know that," Berlin nodded, letting go.

"Right, they're not traitors."

"I killed him!" Rio yelled.

"No, I killed him, I did it!" Tokyo screamed.

"Both of you shut your stupid mouths, you fucking idiots!" Denver shouted at them, practically choking Rio while glaring at Tokyo.

"That means the traitor had to be..." Berlin panted and for a split second I saw hesitation of his face as he looked at me. I squinted my eyes at him to reassure him, "London, then."

"What?"

"What?!"

Berlin got behind me as I started to scream and thrash against the tape tying me to the moving table. He grabbed the end of the table and started to push me towards the open door.

"No!"

"London!"

Rio and Tokyo yelled out as Moscow and Denver tried to catch up to stop us.

But they were too late.

Nairobi got to me first.

"No!" She screamed and for a moment it seemed like the world stopped.

Nobody dared to even take a breath before Nairobi finally spoke.

"I'm the traitor," she said, "It was me."

Helsinki moved first as Berlin took the tape off of my mouth, but I was so shocked that I didn't even react to the sting.

"Did you really do it?" Helsinki asked as he grabbed her by the collar, "Why!? Out of all the people, how could you betray us like this?"

"I'm sorry," Nairobi said, "I have a son, okay? When he was born, I sent him away because I was taken to prison."

"A son?" Helsinki stopped, "So what you said before..."

"Kim Sangman took my son, I didn't have a choice," she cried, "I'm sorry."

Finally snapping out of it, I turned to my husband who was hovering over me, looking at the scene before him and to Tokyo, who found herself right beside me after Moscow untied her.

"It worked, right?" Tokyo asked, turning to Berlin and me.

"I told you it would work," I answered as Berlin slowly nodded.

"What's going on?" Denver demanded of Tokyo, Berlin and me, "Huh? Did you plan all of this?"

I turned to him and just nodded watching his eyes fill up with the realization. Berlin straightened up, taking a few deep breaths as he started to untie me.

"You okay?" he whispered softly as he worked, "I shouldn't have tied you so hard."

"I'm okay," I said as I sat up stretching for a moment, "Don't worry."

"My job is to worry."

"Oh, hush." I playfully rolled my eyes, hitting him softly on the shoulder.

Tokyo looked at us, kind of weirded out.

"Stop it," Moscow said, separating Nairobi and Helsinki as Nairobi cried, "That's enough. If any of you were in Nairobi's shoes, you would've done the same thing, don't you think?"

Silence.

Silence because we knew that he was right.

Berlin and I just looked at each other for a split second and I knew. I knew now more than ever that if Berlin and I were really in Nairobi's place, we would stop at nothing to save our child.

I stood up, walking over to Nairobi, placing my hand on her shoulder.

"About your son, though..." I spoke as she cried silently, "I'll make sure to find a way to help."

"How are you-"

"I was going to leave anyway," I admitted, "Berlin and Tokyo were in on it and they played their parts perfectly. We're all worthy of an Oscar, really."

Tokyo nodded, still trying to catch her breath.

"We're going to send London out of the Mint now, pretending we had kicked her out." Berlin sighed as he explained.

"Hold up," Denver said, "If you leave the police will catch you right away."

"The Professor will get her out." Berlin snapped.

"How can he?" Rio asked, "That's not easy to do, even for the Professor."

"Now that our communication's been severed, we need to find the Professor," Tokyo said, "London will be dispatched, and inform him of the current situation. And that includes Nairobi's son."

"No, this won't work," Moscow protested, "It's way too dangerous. It's like we're sending London on a suicide mission!"

"Listen!" I yelled as I watched them all quiet down, "One of us has to do something anyway. It was my idea, I'm the one who came up with it so I will be the one who will surrender herself."

I looked around at all of them.

"I will not send anyone else on my, as Moscow had put it, 'suicide mission'", I said.

"Are you sure that you want to be the one who does it?" Berlin asked me once more, obviously not caring about exposing our secret anymore as he wrapped his hand around my waist as he placed the other on my face, "I can still do it instead of y-"

"No," I shook my head at him, "No way. No offense, darling, but you're weak right now enough as it is."

"What the fu-"

"Son, shut up let me listen!"

"I promise you," I said placing my hand on his face in return, "I promise you that I will get out there, get dispatched by the police, find the Professor, save Nairobi's son, get you medication and return back to the Mint safety and with a new plan."

He chuckled as his thumb cherished my fave, "That's a pretty big promise."

"I promise that I will be safe."

"Don't promise something that you can't-

"I promise," I interrupted him with a smile, "I promise to keep my promise, okay?"

"Okay," he smiled softly, but his eyes were still hesitant.

"Here," I said as I stepped away, I took the ring that was hanging on a necklace under my shirt and I handed it over to him, "Keep it warm for me because I intend to come back for it."

"I will," he sighed, taking the ring, kissing my forehead, "I will wait for you to return. Be safe."

"I will," I nodded as we released each other, "Now," I said as I got back on the table, "Tie me up again."

"Naughty."

"Oh, shut up."

As he tied me back up, both of us suddenly became aware that Nairobi, Helsinki, Moscow, Denver, Rio and Tokyo were all watching us.

"Am I the only one who wants to know what's going on here or...?" Denver asked slowly and I just sighed.

"Well, I don't think it will kill them if they know." I said, looking at Berlin.

"Eh," he said, tightening the rope, "You're probably right."

"We are married." I said, simply and Denver's jaw almost hit the floor.

"What-?"

"End of discussion." Berlin snapped.

"Called it!" Rio exclaimed.

"Honesty, I don't know how I didn't see it." Denver shrugged.

Berlin groaned quietly as I softly chuckled. Finally, he was done and we were ready for me to exit the Mint. For now.

"You ready?"

"Yes."

"Stay safe," he kissed me softly before he placed some tape on my mouth before pushing me out of the Mint right at the police.

Just as I stood up, taking the tape off my face, I turned around, pretending to be betrayed as I looked around to find the door closed.

Berlin was alone in the Director's office as he walked over to the window. He heard the door open, but did not react.

"Seroquel?" Rio offered once he stood next to him, "Not that it'll help much."

Berlin just looked at him for a moment before just taking the little bottle of pills from him, turning back to the window.

"Why didn't London and you tell me your plan in advance?" Rio asked, "You really didn't trust me, did you?"

"I knew it wasn't you, from the very start, so did London," Berlin said as he opened the bottle and took one pill, swallowing it dry, "But I needed it to seem real for the others. And your pleas to spare Tokyo's life when I threatened to throw her out instead of London?" He chuckled at him, smirk on his face, "I know that was real."

"How did you know?"

For a moment Berlin didn't know if he should confess to him or not, but then, as he looked at Rio who was just a few minutes ago screaming his ass off because he was scared that Berlin will throw Tokyo out, he made up his mind.

"Because that's how I sound like when they were threatening to harm, even kill, London in the prison camp," Berlin finally admitted.

"What?" Rio asked him, his eyes widening.

"Truth to be told Rio," Berlin sighed, "She was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. She got caught when she was a kid, they killed her parents and took her to the prison camp just like me. That's where we met. We escaped together. And after a while, we got married, but still to this day she scolds me for acting foolishly at the camp because I was willing to do anything to save her." Berlin explained not believing what was coming out of his mouth as he spoke, his eyes firmly glued to the window, "I still am."

"Well," Rio said, a teasing smile growing on his face, "Who new you were such a romantic?"

"Ugh," Berlin groaned, rolling his eyes as he tried to seem as nonchalant as possible, "How dare you?"

"Will London be okay, though?" Rio asked, worried.

"Trust her," Berlin said, turning serious, "She's stronger than anyone here."

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Player 222 | Seong Gi-hun

Pairing: Seong Gi-hun x fem!reader (member of Gi-hun's team!reader)

Summary: After surviving absolute hell, Gi-hun finally returns home, but this time, he's not alone.

Warning/s: SQUID GAME SEASON 3 SPOILERS!!, fluff, hurt/comfort and just a bit of angst (maybe?), mentions of blood, fighting, death and such, short-ish?, possible grammar and spelling mistakes

Request: "I saw you had requests open for Gi Hun and I had to jump in because the finale left me in a state 😩😩😩 Could I request some fix-it hcs of Gi-Hun returning home to reader after S3 with the baby?"

Author's note: Hi! I'm so sorry that this took so long but here it finally is! I truly hope that you enjoy!!

You were a member of Gi-hun's team for quite some time.

You were with him practically from the beginning back when he was hunting down the salesman.

Working with boss Kim made this possible.

You were one of his workers and once you heard that a man that boss Kim was after paid all of his debts willingly and once boss Kim started to work with him, you were automatically pulled along.

You spend most of your time at the pink moter or with Gi-hun at his car, monitoring the situation.

Mainly because you were the only woman on the team, plus you were like a daughter to boss Kim so he refused to put you in much more danger that it was necessary.

So after a lot of arguing you were left with no choice.

But after a while, something happened.

Something that neither Gi-hun nor you were expecting let alone were prepared for.

Neither of you were sure exactly when it happened.

Maybe it was somewhere between being introduced to each other and spending every moment together even when it wasn't needed.

Maybe somewhere along countless of empty cigarette packs on the back of Gi-hun's car and monitoring the train stations.

Maybe it even started the moment you met but couldn't be acknowledged because neither of you were ready just yet.

It was almost always unspoken.

Both of you were too busy with hunting down the man with ddakji to think about anything else let alone romance.

However both of you were hoping that once the games are finally brought down, you two could finally make the unspoken spoken.

You were always there for each other since the very beginning.

The moment you found yourself amidst the Russian Rullette between the salesman and Gi-hun just proved that.

Even though the salesman wanted you to participate, Gi-hun did everything in his power to save you from it.

"What is it? Are you two in love?"

Gi-hun's expression at salesman's taunting only proved that to him which he acknowledged with a wicked grin.

"How about this, if you loose, I'm taking her as my reward."

He didn't loose.

He knew he couldn't.

You two were almost arrested, too, once the detective walked in and saw a dead man on the couch.

However, you teamed up with him.

The news about boss Kim was a hard pill to swallow.

But you had to.

You had to because you had to help Gi-hun find the man behind the games.

You were outside of the club when you heard Gi-hun asking to be put back in the games.

You felt like screaming.

The worst thing was that you felt helpless.

You could do anything about it.

You could only listen and let it happen.

You couldn't stop it.

So when the detective went to the sea to find the island, he asked you to stay behind.

Someone had to stay at the motel and monitor the situation in the city.

With harsh circumstances, once again you had no choice.

The waiting was the worst part.

You felt like you were falling apart.

Like you were slowly destroying yourself.

You smoke more.

Some days you drank more than it was necessary.

You were overworking yourself.

Overwhelmed.

Always on your guard.

It got to the point where you would always carry a gun with you, even when you were doing something so simple like going to the store.

"I just hope they find you in time."

"I just hope you're still breathing."

"God, I just hope he's still alive"

Hope was all you had left at that moment.

However, after a week you were beginning to loose it.

The games are over.

Still no trace of Gi-Hun.

You were starting to loose the last thing you had.

But what you didn't expect was for someone to be at the motel at the moment you came back from the store down the street.

You were on high alert.

As you always were.

Bag left forgotten by the door in the hallway, a gun squeezed firmly in your hand so much so that your knuckles turned pure white.

You were slowly walking up the stairs until you reached your bedroom.

Well, Gi-hun's bedroom that you slept in ever since he returned to that cursed island.

The door was wide open.

And there he was.

Dark circles under his eyes, a cut on his cheek, bloody shirt.

But he was breathing.

He was alive.

And he was staring right back at you with a small, barely there smile on his face.

Dropping the gun on the floor and running into his arms, passionately kissing him was as easy as breathing.

"You-you're h-home!"

"You're alright."

What shocked you more was a sight of a small baby girl wrapped in two jackets looking at you curiously with her gorgeous big eyes, chubby cheeks on full display.

222

456

The last one was Gi-hun's number, you knew that because he told you that the first time he was in the games he had that number.

But 222?

He explained everything to you once you calmed down a bit.

He explained who her mother was.

How she died as he tried to save her after she begged him to save her baby.

How her father tried to kill her for the money.

How he saved her.

How they both won.

How they got away after the island was destroyed.

Finally he told you about the promise that he made to her mother.

A promise that from that day on both of you fiercely kept.

You both raised her as her own.

Filling her life with safety, laughter, joy and most importantly, love.

And even though there were days when both Gi-hun and you were in your own heads for too long, her laughter and the love you held for each other and your family always always brought you back.

One day she will know who her biological mother was.

One day she will know how brave she was, how much she sacrificed for her.

One day she will know how much she loved her, how much her grandma and auntie loved her.

One day she will know all of it.

One day she will understand or she won't.

That is entirely up to her.

But one thing is for sure.

Jun-hee will know how much loved she truly is.

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