Taehyung's POV-

I glance down at my phone to see that it's just after eleven. She should be here soon-

"Hi, I'm sorry I'm late."

"It's no problem" I smile at her as I slide my phone back into my pocket, "I only got here a minute or two before you."

She offers a small, tense smile as she slides her small purse off her shoulder, puts the phone that was in her other hand into the bag before setting it on the table.

"Was your morning as exciting as mine?" She asks while she removes the light jacket she was wearing and drapes it over the back of the chair.

"Yours probably beats mine." I scoff. "I'm guessing you got a call as well."

I only had to deal with Mrs Jeon's side of the recounting of her talk with Irene, and she was the one that seemed to have lead the conversation, but Irene was the one that was basically cornered. I'd take the call I got over the call she probably did any day.

"Yes." She says before pulling her chair out and taking a seat. "But before we talk about that I want you to tell me, was that planned somehow? Because I don't see how it is possible that they both show up there at the same time. Especially when Irene wasn't supposed to be there." She eyes me skeptically.

"Absolutely not. If that would have been the case I would have tried to stop it. You didn't know Irene would be going there today?"

"Not a clue. She was supposed to be meeting with her father. She always gets excited when she gets to see him so it really didn't make sense when she called me and started talking about going to Yoongi's company instead."

"It sounds like neither of us had any idea that our two ticking time bombs were going to be in the same place at the same time."

She nods before she moves her bag to her lap and begins looking around for I assume the server as she says. "Sounds like it. It also sounded like it was a really lovely visit." She says sarcastically.

"I already ordered your usual. Mimosa and all." I say with a smile as I lean back in the chair and lace my fingers in my lap.

"So you did get here more than a few minutes before I did." She teases halfheartedly as she crosses her arms over each other with her elbows rested on the table, "And I think I'm going to need three or four mimosas today."

"That good huh?"

She looks at me she scoffs. "It was great."

I tilt my head as I study her appearance. She isn't quite as put together as she usually makes sure to be if she is going to be out. She is trying to be casual, but she is shaken up.

"Seulgi..." I call out gently with concern.

She slowly brings her eyes from where they were cast away from me to meet mine.

"What did Irene say."

I see her gulp as she closes her eyes for a moment before looking back up at me with visible uneasiness. She remains quiet as we look at each other before she finally speaks.

"As you can guess, she is extremely upset."

"Of course, but how upset?"

She pauses as she moves her eyes down to the table. I can see her eyes moving around its surface while she thinks. This should be a simple question to answer so the fact she has to pause and think tells me that it must be bad.

I hear her mumble something that I can't really understand so I lean a little closer so I can hear her.

"How bad is it Seulgi."

She takes a shaky breath and brings her now teary eyes up to meet mine.

"What did Mrs Jeon say about him?"

My heart drops at her words and so does my expression. I can tell by her concerned tone that she is going to be doing more than roughing him up.

"What is she going to do?" I ask cautiously.

"She didn't say it outright, but she didn't need to for me to understand what she meant..."

...

"Mrs Jeon, I don't know how but we need to get ahold of Hyuk as soon as possible. I spoke with Seulgi and Irene is... that man is in danger. Real danger." I let out a shaky breath, "Just, please call me back as soon as you get this."

I end the call after recording another message and continue to pace around my living room. I ended my lunch with Seulgi early so that I could get back home.

She didn't have anything really to say after she said that she was certain Irene was going to kill her investigator.

I groan out of frustration as I drop myself onto the couch. I told her I didn't like this. I told her that man would be in danger and she didn't listen. We either need to get ahold of Hyuk or get ahold of that guy to warn him.

I dial her number again before bringing the phone to my ear. The calls keep going right to voicemail but I'm going to keep calling until I can talk to her.

Goddamn it, I told her this would happen! We are supposed to be helping to get justice for the people that have been on Irene's hit list in the past not adding new names to it for her.

*Meanwhile*

Jungkook's POV-

"So none of that was actually planned..?"

"No Bunny. The plan was originally going to be to see if we could just persuade the guy by planting doubt like Hyuk did with the girl until he investigated on his own, then get him to make the choice on his own to help us. It was going to take longer and it was mostly going to be Hyuk's job to do this.

"He is the one that can contact the man and we need this man as he has access to possible audio proof of Irene talking about what she's done and if we could get a recording it would pretty much be the cherry on top to seal a case against her.

"Hyuk is certain that this other man hasn't ever investigated any further into why Irene is having these people looked into so he thought that if he could show him, or at least urge the guy to question things, he would come around to helping us.

"But when I saw her today I decided to go with a plan, or not even a plan because we didn't even really consider it ever playing out this way, but it involved tracking her down either at her company or when she was at home and talking to her directly.

"Once we were with her we would somehow talk her into doubting her own judgement and the skills of her investigator by exploiting an experience from the past where she relied too much on a past investigator-"

"How did you know about her previous investigator?"

"... I have people that work for me too."

I wait a few moments for her to continue but she doesn't. Of course she doesn't. She still has secrets but honestly at this point I am starting to believe that ignorance really is bliss so I'm not going to press her. Instead I just move on.

"What is the plan for when we get to the base?"

"I am going to go see your Grandfather. As far as I know he should have received the hard drive Hyuk had delivered to him and then he and I should be able to go over all of it since I haven't actually seen what is on the hard drive myself and then from there we-"

"Eomma, you are saying what you will do but what will we do? As in you and I. What will I do? How can I help?"

She is quiet as she stares at the road ahead of us. Again, I am waiting for her to continue but she doesn't say anything. I'm not going to let this subject go though because I want to know what I'm going to do to help.

"What will I do Eomma."

"Bunny..." she sighs as she send me a quick glance before looking forward again "I brought you here to make sure you were safe and that's what we're going to do. All I need you to do is be here with me so I know until your Grandfather and I figure out where we stand with everything."

"All I need to do is be here? So there's nothing for me to do?"

"No."

"Eomma!" I whine. "I understand that I'll be safer here but I'm supposed to do what, sit around for a week?"

She's silent again and that's all the answer I need.

"Really. I'm supposed to just sit and wait to be taken home." I say, voice laced with annoyance.

"There will be things to keep you entertained Bunny." She says back with annoyance before she takes a deep breath."I just- I want to make sure you are safe and in order to make sure you are I need you here where there is adequate protection."

My blood is beginning to boil but I'm trying my best to keep my emotions under control. I don't want to get into a yelling match with her because at this point we will both start saying things we probably won't actually mean and I've done enough of that over the last few weeks.

We are both tired and irritable and we are still a ways out from whatever place in the middle of this forest we are going to and I don't know about her, but it feels to me like the two hours we've driven already has been more like twelve.

I didn't start to feel annoyed until about an hour ago but I think my mother's annoyance started at the company as soon as she heard me say that I told Yoongi we would be back in a week which apparently is now "too soon."

She doesn't know if a week will be enough but she is willing to help me keep my promise. She suggested that if needed I can go back to him for a few days and then we can come back out, but she is assuming I can talk him into being okay to stay behind again and that's not going to work. There's no way he'll go for that.

All the way up until I lost service close to an hour ago we were in the middle of a text conversation and he was telling me that he postponed his meeting with the realtor to keep the option to sell open. He meant what he said about delaying his plans. He isn't ruling out anything yet, only postponing.

My mother assured me that this place will have cell service once we get there, or if not then they will for sure have internet. This better be the case because if we are completely cut off from each other for a week, especially if I'll be sitting like a goddamn damsel in distress, we will both go crazy.

Well, I will go crazy, Yoongi will just continue with his crazy and move forward with his plans to begin abandoning his life.

It was hard enough to leave today but at least I had the hope of texting, calling and maybe even FaceTiming as I had suggested for the "needy" times (because there will be some after how he left things today.)

After we had resolved things as well as we could he still drew out the goodbye for a little longer than needed, but I didn't mind at all. It turns out that a needy Yoongi is a rather handsy one.

A sweet goodbye turned into pinning me to the couch, getting on top of me, getting me all worked up to then stop and tell me we would pick up where we left off in a week.

He purposely got me all hot and horny to then send me off. Fucking tease.

I let out a sigh as I'm really trying to stop thinking too deeply about what is going to be waiting for me when I get back (especially while sitting in relatively close proximity with my mother) and instead about what I'm hoping to do when we get where we're going today.

I need to wait until she is less irritable, but my plan is to convince my mother to let me see my Grandfather today instead of tomorrow. I'm extremely excited to see him again and I'm really hoping she will let me come with her today.

I was only six when I last saw him but I think about him rather often. I barely remember what it's like to have a Grandfather but I do remember enough about him to have missed him.