Third Person's P. O. V.

Seokjin was okay.

Disturbed as hell, but holding it in quite well. At least that's what he told himself as he got ready for his first interview, it was time to settle back into his old life.

The one which had never seen a trace of blood or violence, the one which had no Taehyung.

Through days of agonizing training to keep away the pain from taking over and nights of utter self-loathing and then cursing at Taehyung as he lay spilling angry tears at their fate he had finally taught himself well enough not to show this disgraceful side of himself to the world.

He will be okay.

He treaded down the stairs towards the kitchen to see Yoongi and Hoseok discussing over something.

"Mornin' I'm heading out" he got their attention grabbing a sandwich from Hoseok's plate and gulped it down with some orange juice.

"I'll drop you, no need to take the bus" Yoongi said finishing up in a rush. "And pick you up, call when you're done with the interview" Hoseok insisted.

"I can take the bus, no issue, you gotta get to work too" Seokjin assured not understanding why they're suddenly fussing over this so much.

"It's on the way" Yoongi said buttoning up his blazer.

"You don't even know where it is" Seokjin dead-panned "what is going on guys? You know I can take care of myself"

"Let's go, you don't want to be late on your first interview" Yoongi grabbed at his briefcase and headed for the car, Seokjin followed with an eye roll, he had too much on his mind already and didn't feel like starting an argument with them.

But the thing is, Seokjin was ignorant of the approaching war. He had never had a taste of how ugly battles can get and how they are fought.

With the threatening occurrences they had to get alert, they had expected Axel to vent out against the intrusive investigations but the way things were going they feared that it will most probably end up with massive destruction and innocent blood will be spilt.

Namjoon sighed as the grave situation clogged his head and heart with worry, the plan to keep Axel on a their toes as they scoured for the vault, weapons hold and hideouts where the terrorist group worked their plans was was in a turn making them fearsome and the retaliations were starting to take horrific shapes of more Privates shot dead or tortured with threats branded on their skin, sudden disappearances of detectives who had been investigating Axel to collect more information and bombings at conferences of political leaders.

"Good luck with it, I wish I could do more than this but if things get tough don't forget to call, I'll be there no matter what."

Namjoon smiled at Jackson's ever-constant support "the General will probably give you a medal of defiance and finally push you out of the borders this time" "Damn right he will!" They laughed it off but the tension bearing down on their hearts was palpable.

"What if we fail again Jackson?"

"You might, you might not, you'll only know after you fight"

In the past few weeks since they had decided to re-open the case, two good things had happened amid all the bad.

Namjoon had come to understand that they could trust Jungkook, the boy had meant it when he had said that he wanted to prove that he was on their side and was working his best to balance both ways, keeping them posted of Axel's plans as well as backing up Taehyung's plans.

The other, although Taehyung had not managed to acquire information regarding the vault yet, he had managed to trace a few hideouts and weapons hold and that Axel was planning something, something that wouldn't be less than a horrifying massacre of innocent lives in order to put fear in the hearts of the Commissioner, the Chief and the bureau to back off.

Namjoon straightened as he put the phone down on the desk and walked out see Jimin all ready to go to his classes, his barista course was soon to end so he wanted to continue, at least until it became difficult due to the pregnancy.

"Make me a cup of coffee please, mine are never as good as yours" he pecked the blond's head snaking an arm around him.

"Then you will have to drop me off, I don't want to be late again" Jimin bargained poking at Namjoon's chest. "I'll pick you up as well, now will you make me some coffee?" He leaned down to press a chaste kiss on his plump coral lips, smiling into the kiss when he felt Jimin do the same.

Namjoon pulled back to gently caress his face and Jimin could see hope as well as worry swirl in his dark brown pools. He knew, even though Namjoon world try to keep him away from all of it he knew the tragic truth of a soldier's life, if demanded Namjoon would not spare a breath to lay down his life as a simple sacrifice for the war.

The thought made Jimin teary and he nuzzled into the other's chest, hugging him a little tighter to himself.

Their peace was disturbed when Namjoon's phone began ringing, and he broke away to head inside the study again. Minutes later when he came out of the room his face was pale with fear "baby, I'm sorry but I gotta go, something came up". Jimin sighed being used to this sudden hurrying out, he saw him change in rush but gulped in apprehension as he watched him pocket his gun and realized this time things were going to get dangerous. Namjoon walked to him and pecked his head "take a cab please. I'll make it up to you, sorry".

He started the car in a hurry, backing out of the parking as he dialled back the number "how much time do we have?"

"Forty minutes, maybe less. You have to get the people out, I sent Jungkook over but he can't do shit alone" Taehyung's voice was just as tensed "I'm working on something, will find you when I'm done".

The call ended and Namjoon instantly called Hoseok.

They scurried through a decorated lawn to reach the polished marble stretch of the grand and populated mall, cursing as they realized that the elevators had suddenly gone dysfunctional.

Hoseok headed straight for the fire alarm and it resounded in a shrill warning drawing the attention of the people who instantly began clearing out of the space. They yelled out warnings, Hoseok dashed towards the west wing of the extensive building while Jungkook informed all security personnel to ensure that the place must be evacuated immediately.

He leapt over three stairs at once, huffing as he pushed back the door to the second floor heading straight for the janitor's closet.

"Found it" he spoke into his mouthpiece "now tell me how to disable it". He waited for Namjoon's further instructions as he got ready, sweat trickling down the side of his face.

Fifteen blood-freezing minutes later Jungkook finally let out a sigh of relief "it's done, it's deactivated".

"Jungkook" Namjoon's voice was pure dread "there's two more".

"Shit!!" He sprinted out, clattering footsteps echoing through the empty hallways.

"Hoseok! Hoseok! Fucking talk to me!" "Shut it! Don't mess my tempo Jeon" Hoseok's voice was a growl, too deep into concentration as he worked to disable the bomb that was ticking right in front of him showing that they had only two minutes till it goes off.

Jungkook yelled a few more curses at him to get out and groaned when Hoseok kept ignoring him.

"I told you not to mes-fucking shit! I was almost done!" Hoseok roared as Jungkook began dragging him out of the building "seven seconds fucktard, we gotta move!"

"You two ok?" Namjoon's anxious voice came through the moment he heard the terrifyingly loud explosion.

"Yeah, more or less" Hoseok replied trying to mend his awkward limp due to his sprained ankle which had happened when they got thrown back at the impact of the blast and watched Jungkook tear a piece out of his t-shirt and tie it around a gash on his thigh. Hoseok helped him while putting pressure on the bleeding cut on his own head.

"Can you drive to the headquarters? We got something to discuss"

An hour later when Namjoon finally saw Hoseok driving in with Jungkook he cursed himself for not being able to be there to help them.

"Let's get you stitched up first" he shouldered Jungkook and Hoseok limped behind.

"Having no back up really sucks" Hoseok groaned "what is it you wanted to discuss?"

"Looks like he did it huh" Jungkook spoke with a smirk as he eyed the big box Namjoon grabbed at to drag along, who turned to him "it was a dangerous thing to do and he went at it all alone, you know sometimes I really feel that Taehyung is suicidal".

"What did he do this time? I won't be surprised if you say that thing has actual corpses inside" Hoseok chuckled, face scrunching with every step.

"Nah, he just ransacked one of Axel's weapons hold and this is the treasure he handed to me" Namjoon said with a proud smirk "he just used Axel's own game to distract them, that's like the Taehyung I had known, reckless but bloody brave!"

Heavy steps walked over a gravelly ground dragging two bodies to a patch beyond the scruffy foliage and tossed them into the pit he had dug to get rid of them, making sure to leave no proof behind as he filled it up.

Casualties, that's what these bodies were, they were guarding the weapons hold he had ransacked earlier. He wouldn't have to kill them if only they had not been there, he couldn't afford them reporting him to Kai.

He had just tried his hand in an unprecedented ordeal, never had anyone even dared to think of such a betrayal against the most feared terrorist organization. And he was going at it full force, playing them left and right!

He was halfway through cleaning himself off of the blood and dirt when his phone started blaring.

"Where are you sweetie?"

He could hear the venom in her voice and his stomach suddenly tied up in a knot "around".

"I see, you wouldn't happen to know anything about the attack becoming a severe flop? About how the people at the shopping mall were heroically rescued hmm? It's all over the news you should check it"

"Sounds like your problem, not mine" he tried keeping his tone to the usual unbothered one.

"True, but this kind of ruined my mood, so I was just thinking about finding someone to hang out with! Like entertain myself to feel better" he could hear her wicked smile "V?"

Taehyung waited to understand where she was heading with this.

"How come you never told us how sweet and pretty Seokjin really is? I can understand why you are so possessive about him but it's so rude of you to not have introduced him to us!"

Those words made him hurry to his car and head around for Yoongi and Hoseok's home "don't you dare! Don't you fucking dare!!"

"What? Chill, I just want to meet him. Maybe tell him how stupid you have gotten lately, he should know right? Playing with Axel huh, kid? You called the bureau didn't you, I have information that it was two Officers, tell me V how did they suddenly come to know?!"

Her voice got lethal and the poison charged through Taehyung's veins and he felt his hands twitch with the need to end this threat.

"Leave him out of this, he has got nothing to do with me anymore" it even sounded like a ditch effort to try to keep his composure and Taehyung couldn't help when his feet pressed on the gas with full force, sweat blooming in fear as he growled into his phone.

Her laughter twinkled with mock amusement "aren't you sweet, and a really bad liar darling! He got nothing to do with you? Is that why you had to make sure he is surrounded by people who can protect him? Is that why you have been killing off every single man I put to keep an eye on him? Naive of you to think I wouldn't notice"

"I swear I'm gonna end you if you even try to hurt him!!" The veins on his neck popped as he yelled at her, his breathing was turning ragged with rage and crippling dread clouding his mind.

"See, your problem is you never appreciate anything. We were finally starting to think you were easing into becoming one of us" she whined "and you had to go and spoil everything by trying to be smart!"

Taehyung felt like his head was going to burst with the amount of hatred, fear, anxiety swirling inside of him as he breathed heavily through his nose and tears pricked his eyes.

"Oh! Just a little reminder, baby boy just lost his phone! Good luck contacting him, you poor thing...can't even say goodbye now" she cooed with sarcastic tenderness.

A pained grunt left Taehyung "don't do this to him, leave him alone" his voice was a plea now but she had already hung up and Taehyung's hands shivered as he tried to call Hoseok but it kept going into voicemail.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" He banged his hands on the steering as a tear drop slipped from his brimming eyes and ran down his cheek, hitting Hoseok's number every next second until a frustrated voice replied.

"Fifty calls in five minutes??!! What the hell is up with you?!"

"Where is Jin???!!" Taehyung was yelling at the phone with a choked voice.

"Man relax, he went for an interview in the morning. What is it Taehyung? You're scaring me"

"WHERE??!!"

"What's going on?" Jungkook asked coming to his side after having his wound cleaned and stiched up, they were still at the headquarters and yet to meet the General.

Hoseok instantly gave him the address realizing something must have happened when Taehyung told him not to get the bureau involved into this, he would have to handle this in his own way.

The rogue way.

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[A/N] We're getting into the real  shit now fam...brace yourselves.