"Okay." Nathalie sighed as she tilted her head down in shame and without doing anything further she walked away, this time not grabbing the designer's arm.

"Nathalie wait please!" He called out running after her. "Please just tell me what's wrong so I can actually help and protect you from whatever is making you look so hurt." Gabriel said simply trying to help and make his beloved employee's life better, however her own stubbornness stopped herself from actually explaining the problem.
Instead Nathalie just shrugged and returned plainly:

"It's nothing." Said she, whilst trying to hide those very real looking tears "it's really nothing sir. I've simply had a long day, and right now nothing is bothering me. I'm fine."

"Oh but you're not-" he tried to turn her around, he really did attempt, but the dark haired woman just pulled away roughly.

"I'm fine!" Nathalie spat "Now stop touching me so much! It's really disturbing sir, especially when we're nothing more than simple friends!!"

The designer almost gasped at her change in attitude, the woman was no more that nice person he knew, she changed for the worse.
Gabriel didn't very much like it.

"Nath you're obviously unwell, and to be deadly honest with you, this bitchy attitude won't fix your problems! So either pull yourself together or tell me what I can help with because I won't just stand here and act completely dumb whilst watching you suffer! I can't let that happen ever again! I want you safe, I need you safe. I will do anything and everything to get you safe. Understand?"

"I-..." she was far beyond speechless, the woman was even flustered and shook by her superior's words.

Never in her life would've she expected him to say such things straight to her face, not even in her wildest dreams.

So after following her boss's orders, she 'pulled herself together' and finally was able to utter a quiet reply.

"Well sir if you insist that I tell you-"

"-yes, yes I do." He cut her off impatiently "tell me everything!"

Nathalie sighed one last time before closing her eyes and gathering all her confidence to spill the truth.

"Tom is in my apartment."

"WHAT?!?!"

"Yes-...so...r-right n-now h-he-" But before the assistant could've properly explained herself, the designer in an instant rushed back up the stairs and up into the exact apartment in which his employee lived in.

As he quite literally kicked the door down he spotted exactly who he was looking for, and with all the rage in him, Gabriel could've singlehandedly killed Tom right where he was, but the grey haired man didn't have enough time to move because all of a sudden Nathalie also showed up, who was now forcefully tugging on his arm. By that somewhat attempting to hold back her boss.

"Sir!! Stop it!!"

"What why?" He turned to her absolutely furious "Why should I not kill him? Give me one reason honestly! He hurt you, he hurt my daughter, and I bet he hurt many more people too. So what is your reason for holding me back."

"S-sir I-...I must know why he did it! I need to question him! In fact I already wanted to but since you came to pick me up early I didn't have time."

"Right," he scoffed "and so if I would've come later than it would've been better?"

"I-" she couldn't argue, Gabriel was most definitely right.
Tom was a bad and dangerous person, in fact no one should even be near him.

However the assistant felt different.
She felt as if she could've found out more, and like that potentially know what made the dark haired man such a horrible person.
Why did he do the things he did, why did he never stop, and what kept him going?
The woman wanted to know it all.

"Sir I thought that-"

"No! Nathalie in that time he could've done horrible things with you!!"

"But-"

"No but! He is a criminal! And I won't leave you alone with him, not even for a split second!"

"BUT SIR!" The assistant screamed, which finally shut up her superior, just like she wanted.
Now, at last, she could explain herself:
"Don't you also want to know why he did it? Aren't you interested in what motivates this monster of a man?" Nathalie asked, sounding all enthusiastic.

Yet Gabriel shook his head and disagreed.

"I-...I'd be completely fine without knowing."

"Would you though?"

"W-well yeah, I don't have anything to gain from it...so..."

"Maybe." She began, whilst also walking in front of her superior, then slowly taking his hand into her, and lastly looking up into his eyes.
Piercing the man with her dark, navy blue colored eyes.
"You see sir, for me...it would somewhat matter..." Nathalie admitted, keeping the eye contact without fail "and maybe even, if you really think about it...you could also know why he did the things he did..." the woman took a deep breath to utter the last words of her sentence "...to your daughter-"

"ENOUGH!" He shouted not wanting to hear any more of this disturbing situation they were in. With that Gabriel also pushed Nathalie aside and turned away to face the opposite direction "Just ask him a question and then we'll call the police!"

"The police? What will they do? We have no evidence!!"

"Maybe." He said like Nathalie did before, except now the designer turned back around to hold his assistant's face in his palm whilst he
stared right into those brightly sparking pair of mesmerizing eyes his assistant had "But maybe...if we could prove that he is the father of...m-my daughter's kids then we'd have enough evidence to prove that he indeed did do illegal things."

There he had a point.

It all made sense.

Nathalie even began nodding.

However before they could've had a peaceful moment to themselves, the slam of a door made both adults not only jump but also come back into reality in an instant.

"What the-"

"Fuck." The designer swore "He escaped."

Now there was no more trace of Tom.
He ran.
Just exactly like before.

Or at least it would've been exactly like last time if Gabriel wouldn't have run after the dark haired man.

So, the grey haired man did run. In fact he probably has never run faster than he did now.
Now he was jumping down the entire staircase, only to catch the god damn bastard he hated so much.

To be fair, he had every reason and right to be mad.
Tom not only hurt his Nathalie, but also hurt his only daughter who he cared about so much.

So Gabriel's revenge was basically this chase, and that was pretty obvious too as he didn't even hesitate to run like an absolute maniac.

He was now on the busy road, where cars were too, but it was only for a split second because the dark haired man he was sprinting after took an unexpected turn and went down some sketchy alleyway.

Nevertheless the designer followed.
He was still running to everyone's amazement, and what was even more surprising was the jump he made once Tom tried to sabotage Gabriel by the sudden movement he did to get over a car.

Still the grey haired man kept going, and fortunately enough for him, after a bit of time he managed to corner the criminal.

"Y-you! Y-you fucking cu-"

"Woah!" Tom exclaimed as he realized there was nowhere to run now "Don't be so angry Mr Agreste!"

"DONT BE SO ANGRY???" The designer repeated before grabbing the shirt of his enemy and without question throwing him against a concrete wall "YOU WONT TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK TO DO!! YOU-YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!! YOU FUCKING LOW LIFE!! YOU COMPLETELY RUINED EVERYONE I LOVE!"

"Are you saying you don't love your grandchildren?"

"I-..."

"What?" Tom now suddenly chuckled "Do they look too much like me? Or is there just one...I don't remember-..."

"NO! SHUT UP!" Gabriel spat, picking Tom up once again, and with all the power he had left,
throwing the man against the wall. "THERES TWO VERY LOVELY BOYS WHO DONT REMIND ME OF YOU AT ALL!! THEY LOOK-...VERY MUCH LIKE THEIR MOTHER!! NOTHING LIKE YOU-YOU DISGUSTING MONSTER!!"

"R-really-..." The dark haired man still managed to speak somehow.
It was really a surprise that he didn't die already.
(But, you know, it's hard to kill a pest)
"...well I guess you might not see me in the boys...but I bet their mother still thinks of-"

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!" With that the designer fell into tears he could no longer hold back, and for the last time he threw Tom as if he would've been some trash bag. (which he sort of was...)
"YOU FUCKING CRIMINAL!! YOU DONT EVEN DESERVE TO DIE!! YOU DESERVE TO BE ENDLESSLY TORTURED!! YOU-YOU-"

"Gabriel!!" A faint voice which was out of breath interrupted, and before the designer could've turned around he felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist, then soon enough 'someone' leaned their head on his back.
In other words, basically just hugged him from behind.

"Gabriel what have you done?!" Now the voice cried. "Why have you done it?!"

"I-...Nathalie is that you?"

"Of course it's me! Who else would mindlessly follow you out into an abandoned alleyway?? No one!! It can only be me who's crazy enough to do such foolish things!"

"Right." Gabriel smiled softly before turning around and actually seeing that it was indeed his assistant, his woman. "I'm glad you're crazy like that though."
Now the man tried to lift her fallen down, crying face, but the dark haired woman shook her head, slapped his hand away and shouted furiously:

"YOU IDIOT!! YOU KILLED A MAN!!" Nathalie yelled, giving her boss an unexpected slap "IF THE POLICE-" but before she could've finished speaking the man couldn't help but interrupt.

"-Oh Nath." Said he "First of all he didn't deserve to live, second of all...I am Hawk Moth, I'm always in trouble, yet the police never catch me! Not even the heroes can! So this...this is nothing...I simply did the world a favor by getting rid of him."

"But-"

"No but!" Gabriel placed his finger on Nathalie's mouth gently. "Now let's leave."

With that he took her hand into his and walked away as if nothing would've happened.

After all Tom's body lied in an abandoned alleyway, so it was very unlikely that anyone would even find it, not to mention look for him.
No person in their right mind would look for such a psycho like him.

Even if they did, they wouldn't find him.
Not because his body was hidden well, but because this curse of a human wasn't dead at all.

He still could stand, and by that walk away as if he wouldn't have just pretended to die.

...

"So now, we can finally go on that date." Sighed the designer very relieved as they went back to the woman's apartment.

"Right." His Nathalie smiled "Only if you wouldn't be covered in blood."

He indeed was.
Gabriel was almost entirely dripping blood.
Almost.

"Fuck-" the man swore as he realized "...I guess I just ruined our date, didn't I?" Now he gave her a sad little look before lowering his head down in shame.

Of course though Nathalie came to the rescue when she quickly stood before her superior and lifted his head, before placing a tiny kiss onto his lips that was gone in a blink of an eye.
In fact it happened painfully fast, at least for Gabriel it did.

"Well-..." she began, staring up into her boss's pale eyes "maybe-..." Nathalie now turned around, walked a bit further away before turning around and then making eye contact with him again. "...but who said we can't have fun otherwise?"

"Oh?" He gasped, but in a good way "Not so bitchy anymore Nath!"

"Well-well you know you eased my life by getting rid of...you know who."

"Ah...I see." Gabriel nodded "You're welcome, it was my pleasure."

"Mhm." The dark haired woman returned before giggling a bit, then grinning at the designer and saying:
"You know what else can be your pleasure?"

To be continued-