~Four years later~

Sunlight spilled through the curtains of our bedroom window, bathing the room in rays of light as my eyes slowly fluttered open. I yawned as I came to, the absence of Will's arm around my waist telling me that he was already up and working, probably filming another video. I sighed and raised my left hand. A smile danced on my lips as I stared at the engagement ring that Will had proposed to me with half a year ago now, a question that I had been waiting him to ask for a long time before he finally did. My smile dipped, another sigh leaving my lips as I wondered how this mission had gone so wrong. Will and I had started dating after meeting at the club, which I knew was a fucking awful idea considering that I still had to kill him, but he was too kind and attractive for me to turn down. And then from there, it had gotten more serious very quickly. After six months, I had started to lie to Mia about how the mission was going and when I'd finally kill Will, telling her that the time was creeping closer when actually, it was drifting further away. Then, after a year, I cut off all communication with her and the agency, leaving them no way to check on me or the status of the mission. Which I hoped would keep Will safe. I had no way of knowing, though.

"Pet, breakfast is ready!" I heard Will's muffled voice sound through the door. I sighed, swallowing the dread and doubt of the situation as I stood up and opened the door. I headed down the stairs, making Will look up at me and smile as I walked into the kitchen.

"Morning, beautiful." He chuckled, kissing my head as I walked to him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Hey." I sighed. He looked down at me.

"You alright, lass?" he asked.

"Aye, fine. Just tired." I lied.

"Ah. Well, nothing that some good bacon can't fix." He smiled, making me chuckle and nod as I wrapped my arms further around his torso and he wrapped his arm around my waist.

I walked along the street, texting Will on my phone as I walked. Suddenly, I looked up, my eyes widening as I saw her.

"Oh, fuck." I mumbled, her face as hard as stone as she stared at me from across the street. This wasn't good. This really wasn't good. I swallowed my nerves, my heart almost pounding out of my chest as I crossed the street, raising my hand to thank the drivers as I went. She disappeared down an alley on the side of the street, making me roll my eyes at the theatrics as I followed her into the alley. I gulped, coming to a stop as she stared at me.

"Long time, no see, Y/N." Mia spoke sternly.

"I told you that I would get it done, trust me." I scoffed.

"Trust you? Y/N, fuck that. This was meant to take six months, maybe a year and a half at the most. It's been four years-." Suddenly, her eyes flicked down to my left hand, her gaze widening as she stopped speaking. My eyes wavered, dread filling my stomach as I knew exactly what she'd noticed. This really, really wasn't good.

"Holy shit, you got engaged to him? You got engaged to your target?! Y/N, what the holy fuck?!" she exclaimed loudly.

"Mia, I told you from the start that this wasn't going to end well. The mission was to seduce him, did you really think that I'd be able to do that without actually falling for him?" I spat.

"The mission was to kill him, Y/N, seduction was just the easiest way to get close to him. You could have just done it when he was sleeping over for the first time or something. What, you going to turn his oxygen off when he's eighty and dying of cancer?" she snapped. My eyes wavered and I looked down at my ring.

"I'm sorry that I fell for him, Mia. But there's nothing that I can do about that now. And I'm definitely not killing him now. Both of us have been inactive since we met, he's not a danger anymore." I choked and shook my head.

"He will always be a danger, Y/N, especially to you. Complete the mission, or you're both dead." She nodded, making me gulp as she barged past me and out of the alleyway. A choke left my lips, my heart sinking as I weighed up my options. Kill Will, the love of my life, or risk us both being killed. I didn't know what to do. I gulped and looked up, quickly wiping my eyes and composing myself before leaving the alleyway.

Will's P.O.V

"Right, hello, you lot, welcome to another main channel video-." Will's smile dipped as a knock on the front door interrupted his video introduction. He sighed and stood up, knowing that he'd now have to edit the shit out of the video as he went to it and opened it. Immediately he wished that he hadn't. His eyes widened as he saw him, face completely unreadable and hands in his pockets as he stared Will down.

"James...fuck, what are ya doing here, lad?" he gulped as James walked into the apartment.

"You know exactly what I'm doing here. It's been four years, and we've had no dead bodies. What the fuck happened?" he scoffed and shook his head. Will's eyes wavered, and he gulped as he looked down.

"Oh, my god. Y/N wasn't the only one to develop feelings." James realised. Will shook his head, a tear leaving his eye as he looked back up at his old friend.

"I won't do it, James, I won't kill her. I don't give a toss if she gets to is first, which I doubt that she will, but I'm not going to do it, lad." He choked and shook his head.

"Will, you have to. For all you know, she may still be planning to kill you. You need to do it." James insisted.

"She wouldn't do that to is, not after all of this time, and I won't do it to her." Will spat.

"Fuck's sake, Will, what makes you so fucking sure that she won't still do it?!" James exclaimed.

"Because we're fucking engaged!" he yelled back. James' eyes widened.

"You proposed to the assassin who was sent to kill you?! Are you absolutely fucking mental?!" he shouted.

"Obviously I am, because it was the best decision that I ever fucking made. First only to the decision to cut off communication with you and the agency." Will nodded. James sighed, briefly looking down before looking back up at the boy.

"Fine. Have it your way. But when they come for the two of you, which they will, just know that I did everything that I could to save you." He nodded. Will's eyes widened slightly at the words as James passed him and headed for the door.

"What the fuck does that mean, James? They're coming for us both?!" he shouted after James. He sighed as James left, giving him no response in return as Will looked down. Now he had an impossible decision to make. Either kill the love of his life, who he was only months away from marrying, or risk both of them being killed by their respective agencies. It was an impossible choice, but Will had to make it.

"Fucks sake, man!" Will yelled, rubbing his hands over his face as he slumped onto the sofa.

Y/N's P.O.V

"I'm home." I announced, my heart in my throat as I shut the front door and headed into the kitchen to see Will already cooking dinner. He looked up and gave me a tired smile.

"You okay, lass?" he mumbled quietly as he continued to chop vegetables.

"Yup. You?" I asked, him simply nodding in return. Something was wrong. But I still had to do this. I walked to the counter that Will had his back to, slightly grateful that my naïve fiancé had left a small but still sharp knife there. I gulped, subtly slipping the knife into my hand.

"Babe." Will spoke. I turned around and immediately my eyes widened as he quickly grabbed my throat and pinned me to the wall, making me gasp as I whipped the knife out and held it to his neck. His eyes widened too, his breath hitching as the blade was flush against the side of his neck. One swish, and he'd be gone. We stood there, eyes wide and filling with tears as Will's hand around my neck made it hard to breathe, and the knife against his made it hard for him to move.

"Will, I...I can't breathe." I gasped, neither of us moving at my words. He nodded, his jaw clenched and his eyes wavering as a tear fell from them.

"That's the point, lass." He mumbled, though the crack in his voice betrayed him. I gulped, his hand tightening around my neck as my hand tightened around the blade.

"Will...please." I whispered, my body growing too weak for me to be any louder. He clenched his jaw so hard that I thought that it would break, a choke leaving his lips before he let me go. I dropped to the floor, my lungs burning as I gasped for air. I gulped and looked at Will, who was sat opposite me on the floor, his head in his hands as tears cascaded down his cheeks.

"Have you known about me...this whole time?" I whispered.

"Known that you were sent to kill me, four years ago? Aye. I knew from the start. I was in that club for a reason." He admitted as he looked at me. I choked, my eyes wavering as tears fell from them.

"I fuckin' knew that this would happen. I knew that I wouldn't be able to kill you." I choked and shook my head. Will returned the shake and looked at me, his eyes red.

"Where the fuck do we go from here then? Because neither of us want to kill each other, but my agency will send someone to end us both if I don't kill ya, and I'm sure that your agency has the same thing planned for if you don't kill me." He gulped. I bit my lip and nodded.

"Let's run away." I mumbled. Will's eyes widened slightly.

"Sorry, what?" he scoffed.

"Think about it, Will, that's the only way that we both get out of this alive, and still together. We have enough money, we can go to another country, start a new life, be able to be together like we actually want to be." I begged. Will stared at me, something in his eyes telling me that he was considering my preposition.

"Where would you want to go, like?" he mumbled quietly.

"Anywhere, absolutely fucking anywhere. As long as I'm with you." I choked and shook my head. Will nodded, tears still rolling down his cheeks as he stood up and slowly walked towards me. I gulped, craning my head to look at him as he towered over me. Slowly but surely, he reached out his hand for me to take, making me choke as I gently placed my hand into his and let him pull me up.

"Let's do it." He whispered. I smiled and grabbed his face, making him laugh as I pulled him into a passionate kiss. He returned it, wrapping his arms tightly around me and lifting me up slightly as we kissed. He put me down and broke the kiss before looking at me.

"Let's go."