Misun
I stepped on the gas as I drove to the address that the juniors had managed to give us. Jin was riding with me while Taehyung and Jimin were in the other car.
There were other cars and reinforcements coming along, just to be sure. We had even contacted Taemin who had to send his team while staying behind himself. I was breathing rapidly as I focused on the road. My grip on the steering wheel was so tight my knuckles were turning white.
‘Misun?’ Jin called out. I hummed in response but did not look at him. ‘What’s going through your mind?’ he asked in a gentle tone, but I scoffed.
‘Whatever is going through yours. You and I are both worried about Jungkook,’ I said, almost in a snappy voice and he simply nodded.
‘I know but I guess, I just wanted you to word it, say it and let it out,’ he said and I sighed. I knew he was just looking out for me. He wanted me to speak out my worries so I could focus when we got there.
‘I’m sorry I snapped at you Jinnie. Truth is, I’m not just scared, I’m terrified,’ I said and he nodded.
‘I know, me too. We’re dealing with two brothers who have endured grief and trauma and then no justice at all,’ he said.
‘They won’t stop for anything or anyone. They won’t care if they hurt Jungkook if it means getting to their real target,’ I said.
‘Let’s try to keep positive. Luckily, thanks to the kids we got the information rather quickly,’ he said. I knew he was trying to give me a sense of hope.
‘But was it quick enough Jinnie?’ I asked, shaking my head. My voice came out barely above a whisper. ‘I should have paid better attention,’ I said but he shook his head.
‘It wasn’t your fault and trust me, JK won’t blame you either,’ he said, sounding convinced. I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t, not yet. ‘Take a right,’ Jin directed as I gave a slight nod, turning the car to the right corner.
I gasped as soon as I entered the street and saw the house on fire. My heart felt like it stopped. I slammed the breaks and took off the seatbelt just as two figures were running out. I jumped out of the car and took in the situation just as Jin, Taehyung and Jimin came beside me.
‘Go get the brothers, I’ll handle it here,’ I said as I continued to jog towards the house. They looked at me, almost uncertainly, torn between going after them or for Jungkook. ‘GO!!’ I screamed at them.
They nodded and took off running while I came to a stop and stared at the house. It was as if my heart had started to race and my breath quickened. Jungkook could be inside. Jungkook could be hurt. He could have already been…no I couldn’t think like that. I shook my head and placed my hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart so I could think.
Other cops came running at me, gasping, clearly just as surprised as me. ‘Oh God, what are we going to do? The firefighters are still on their way,’ a female cop said from next to me. She sounded frantic…just like I felt.
Jungkook could be in there…my partner, my friend – someone I cared about so much. I had to do something.
I didn’t let them finish as I took off running towards the house. I could hear the shouting and the calling of my name but I just kept going. Thankfully, by some sheer luck, the door was left open.
I ran inside, only to be swallowed by the smoke which caused me to pause. I coughed loudly as I tried to make my way further inside, just as I heard footsteps close to me. I turned around, my hand on my gun when the person held my hand.
‘It’s me, Leedo,’ he said. I relaxed slightly, realising he’s one of the cops. He must have followed me inside. ‘Xion is also here. Who are we looking for?’ he asked as we both coughed. None of us were equipped for fires. We didn’t know the know-hows and we didn’t have the equipment.
‘Three males – father and young adult son and Jungkook,’ I said as I trudged forward, feeling somewhat relieved they were here to help. I tried to wave off the smoke while I covered my nose.
It was hard to breathe and see but somehow, I managed to make my way towards the living room which was ablaze. There was fire everywhere surrounding the room and the smoke seemed to be the most intense here.
My eyes fell on three figures tied down to the chairs. I froze for a millisecond before I ran into his direction.
‘JUNGKOOK!!’ I screamed at the top of my lungs. I squatted down as I touched his face, slapping him slightly. Please wake up. Please don't die on me. ‘Jungkook open your eyes please!!’ I yelled. I felt tears running down my cheeks while my throat and lungs started to burn already due to the smoke.
‘Misun!! We need to get them out of here,’ Leedo yelled from his own position. I nodded as I reached for the knife in my boot. I took it out and started cutting off the rope that was tying Jungook’s hands. I moved on to the rope tying his legs as I continued to cough. His body seemed to fall to the side but I was quick to catch him.
‘Dammit Jungkook wake up!’ I screamed as I tried to lift him up. I took a lot of his weight while Leedo and Xion took out the other two. I grunted with effort as I dragged Jungkook with me. Since he was unconscious, he was heavy to drag along. It required strength – strength that I didn’t feel like I had.
The fire was growing even bigger and the smoke was thicker. A piece of the ceiling fell right next to us, causing me to stop for a second. I looked up and saw a piece falling in our direction. Somehow, I reacted before I could think. I pushed Jungkook down and covered him with my body. I felt the piece fall onto my back. I could not help but scream in pain as it burned.
I writhed on the floor as I tried to roll around, trying to put it out. I could feel the fire dimming but the burn was there. I laid on the ground, barely able to breathe. My vision was blurry as black dots seemed to swim in front of my eyes. I looked at Jungkook who was on the ground.
Please Lord…give me just enough strength to save him…just let me save him and then you can take me.
I mentally prayed. I closed my eyes and my mind seemed to go through the memories with Jungkook. I recalled when we had met and how much he teased me. I remember how scared he was when I was shot while wearing the vest. I remembered when we went undercover as a married couple. I remembered how scared he was when I got poisoned from my fight with Cobra. I remembered how he always caused me princess and while before it used to bother me, now it was a term of endearment.
I remembered how special he was too me and in that, I found strength. I pushed away the dizziness as I stood up. I went over to Jungkook and pulled him with another scream.
I dragged both of us towards the door just as I saw running figures coming our way. ‘MISUN!! JUNGKOOK!!’ the familiar voices screamed just as they managed to arrive towards us.
I let them take Jungkook from my arms while I leaned into Taehyung’s arms feeling relieved that I got him out. ‘Misun-ah are you okay? Can you hear me?’ he asked. I groaned something, until his hand touched at my back.
‘AHH,’ I yelled and he instantly took off his hand, almost as if he got shocked.
‘Oh God, you got burnt,’ I heard him say just as my knees began to give out. ‘Misun? Misun!!’ Taehyung yelled as I began to fall into his arms. ‘SOMEBODY HELP! WE NEED A MEDIC!’ he yelled just as I slipped into unconsciousness.
