[Crew X reader]
[Secrets]
[Request by sxnopxa ]

Key:
(Y/n) = Your name
(L/n) = Last name
(n/L/n) = Not your last name
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Law a noun the meaning; a system of rules which a particular country or community recognised as regulating the actions of its members and which it may enforce by the imposition of penalties.

Laws are meant to be followed to protect society but the city of Los Santos and Sandy Shores are not very law abiding. These places are crime ridden! There aren't enough police and a lot of the task force can be easily persuaded, there aren't enough medical staff and there are too many criminals on the loose.

Working around long night shift at the hospital is (Y/n) (L/n), a hard-working nurse who is underpaid and overworked like many other doctors and nurses.

"Nurse (n/L/n), I need some antibiotics for the elderly gentleman in cubicle thirteen. I'll be taking my leave, have fun!" Doctor Franks laughs sarcastically.

Doctor Franks is an egotistical, heartless bastard who has no respect for his colleagues because of his PhD in medicine. He believes he is above everybody else, everybody hates him for that. Can anybody blame them?

"Everybody hates his guts! It wouldn't be the worst thing if he ended up on the slab." Jodie Lorenzo growls aggressively.

Jodie Lorenzo graduated medical school with (Y/n), they have been great friends since meeting for the first time in their very first class. (Y/n) loves Jodie because she can say what's on her mind without fear of what others think.

"Tell me about it! I need to sort the elderly gentlemen in cubicle thirteen. I'll be skipping lunch again, you know how am I." (Y/n) smiles tiredly.

With a stressful job, it's understandable that she doesn't eat much. Being a nurse is not an easy job in Los Santos: stabbings, acid attacks, burn victims, domestic abuse, murders and more. You have to have a strong stomach to be a nurse, especially in Los Santos.

Seven AM couldn't come around fast enough for the overworked medical staff at the general hospital. (Y/n) and Jodie share a quick hug before parting ways going to their own homes.

(Y/n) doesn't live in the nicest apartment in Los Santos, she's underpaid with her job and she's embarrassed of the place she lives but it's all she can afford so she never invites friends over. The neighbour could be better but then again, she could live in the worse parts of the city. In her neighbour, there are occasional shootings but a person shouldn't have to live in their home feeling unsafe. To her fortune, she no longer has any neighbours because they moved out so she has the building all to herself.

"Home..." (Y/n) sighs parking her shitty car outside the small apartment building.

She swipes her fob onto the security screen letting her in, she pulls her keys out unlocking her apartment door to her crumby, almost empty apartment. She doesn't have a couch, a TV, a nice bookshelf or any expensive luxuries. She just about has a bed, a car and a somewhat functioning kitchen and bathroom.

(Y/n) is a very bubbly person, everybody loves her taking a shine to her. She has many friends from High School, university, medical school, the force and her childhood friends who she grew up with. Her childhood friends are Evan Fong, Jonathan Dennis, Tyler Wine, Craig Thompson, David Nagle, Brian Hanby, Marcel Cunningham, Lui Pablo, Brock Barrus, Luke Patterson, Ryan Lord, Bryce McQuaid, Jaren Smith, John Keyes, Anthony Brown and Scott Jones.

Jaren, John, Anthony and Scott don't live in Los Santos but up in Sandy Shores. They all got a good paying job up there from what (Y/n) last heard.

Across town, the most feared gang the BBS crew infiltrate the military base undetected. Vanoss heard from Ohmwrecker that a huge shipment was due to come into the military base, top guns that everybody has been trying to get their hands on.

"Privates! Line up, we have a huge shipment to grab and protect. We're part of the chosen team to take this to the boys over in Sandy Shores. Any questions?" The Sargent yells.

"No, Sarge!" They all yell.

Sargent Barry Freeman did not know that all the chosen Privates for the job had been killed and buried in some unmarked graves. Five of the main BBS crew members standing in their places: Vanoss, Wildcat, Lui, Nogla and Basically. Off of the exit is Delirious, Mini, Moo and Terroriser waiting patiently to steal the shipment for themselves.

The Sargent climbs into the vehicle with the imposter Privates beside and behind him. Vanoss taking the seat next to the Sargent and Lui beside him while the rest lay low in the back.

"Quite the drive up there, do we have back up?" Vanoss asks feigning nervousness.

"How long you been here, soldier?" Sargent Freeman asks.

"A-A little over three months, sir!" Vanoss stammers keeping up the nervous act.

"The military will toughen you up to be a real man. You'll grow out of that scaredy cat phase soon enough," Sargent Freeman says with a firm nod.

Vanoss glares at him deciding there and then that this man would die by his hands to show him just how much of a man he really is.

Twenty minutes up the road almost at the turning for the long unsteady drive to the mountain, Wildcat sends Mini a text informing them that they aren't far.

Delirious is already out the truck smoking his cigarette holding the RPG ready with his heart thumping with anticipation.

"Boss is almost here. Get ready, Delirious!" Mini calls out from the van.

Delirious smirks throwing his cigarette down to the ground harshly putting it out. The road is clear and blocked just as planned by Mini and Terroriser controlling the traffic light system with ease. The cargo truck turns sharply around the bend, the Sargent spots the man standing in the road with an RPG. Delirious shoot the RPG at the floor causing the Sargent to swerve straight into the rocky hill.

"Protect the cargo!" Sargent Freeman orders.

Vanoss chuckles pulling his signature pistol out pressing it into the Sargent's skull. The Sargent is shocked before it quickly turns to rage, he is cornered.

"What did you say about me, Sarge? That I wasn't a man? I'm the most feared criminal in this fucking city, I think you'll find I have so much power over a lot of people that they bow at my very presence." Vanoss chuckles darkly.

"You're Vanoss?!" Freeman yells in rage.

Vanoss roughly grabs the Sargent pulling him out the vehicle with Lui holding his gun up ready to shoot too. The rest of the crew are busy stealing the cargo from the back whilst the Sarge watches angrily, helplessly. Vanoss kicks the bulky male to the ground.

"They'll come for it! That stuff is tracked, you're stupid to steal it!" Freeman hisses staring up at the Canadian male.

"You see, I told just how much power I have. I had my men working their asses off this whole time so your guys follow the signal into the ocean, piece of fucking cake. Any last words?" Vanoss smirks pointing the gun at the Sargent.

"You fucked up," Freeman laughs pressing a button on the bracelet on his wrist.

Vanoss's eyes widen in shock before he quickly shoots the male in the head. He yells at the crew to get everything they can before reinforcements come running to aid the now dead Sargent.

The whole police department and military force is on their tail after four minutes response time. Mini and Terroriser couldn't hack the system fast enough to stop the panic call from the Sargent's bracelet. Choppers rip through the dark night sky, six tanks are getting set up in the city ready to kill the crew with or without that shipment, multiple police cars and SWAT vans speed after them in the van.

"I'm giving covering fire!" Wildcat yells hanging out of the window with a machine gun and grenades at the ready.

Lui boots open the back doors holding the mini gun shooting aimlessly at everything hoping to lose the heat by taking down the numbers. Delirious accompanied him hanging out of the side door shooting RPG rockets at choppers, cargo bobs, squad cars and all their enemies.

Vanoss and Wildcat switch places. Vanoss begins shooting the police when a sudden sharp, painful, piercing pain hits him in the chest. He drops his gun almost falling out of the window, Wildcat catches him to his luck!

"Vanoss! What the fu—HE'S SHOT! KILL THESE BASTARDS, QUICK! MINI! TERRORISER! DO SOMETHING!" Wildcat screams holding Vanoss's chest with panic.

The crew starts shooting all directions praying to lose the heat. Mini dials Ohm's number.

"Mini! Did the shipment go—" Ohm gets cut off.

"OHM! VANOSS HAS BEEN SHOT, WE GOT SERIOUS SHIT HEAT! I NEED YOU TO GET THE HEAT OFF OF US AND TRACK DOWN WHERE (Y/N) LIVES!" Mini screams trying to hack the servers unsuccessfully.

Ohm's eyes widen in shock. He quickly responds running to his computer typing furiously to find (Y/n)'s files, he finds them within seconds and pings Mini the location. Ohm sends Mini the security code to get into the building and garage.

"Nogla! Drive to 0112 South Rockford Drive, Rockford Hills!" Mini orders.

"We need to lose this fockin' heat first, Mini! I can't drive there and fock (Y/n) over!" Nogla yells aggressively.

Wildcat presses down forcefully onto Vanoss's bullet wound who is completely unconscious.

"Stay with me, Evan!" Wildcat begs with anxiety.

Ohm busts his ass calling in reinforcements from the crew over in Sandy Shores. They were quick to jump into a full weaponised chopper with anger in their eyes and fear in their heart for their friend and leader.

"Mini! The Sandy Shores lot are coming with a full weaponised chopper to help, they'll take the heat and distract them! Be sure it is completely clear before you go storming into (Y/n)'s building. She has no other residents in the building to our luck!" Ohm says, anxiety bubbling in this own chest.

"Thanks, Ohm. We'll start the drive now, we've lost a few but not enough to disappear yet. I'll get on the phone to Panda, try and distract any way you can!" Mini says putting the phone down.

Mini is quick to dial Panda's number shaking as he watches the commotion in and outside from his seat. After the third ring out, Panda picks up.

"Mini! We're on our way, we're just about over Chilliad! We'll be there real soon, hold on just a little longer!" Panda instructs.

"We're trying. They keep trying to shoot the tyres but Terroriser got them upgraded at customs. Will you guys be alright taking the heat from the sky?" Mini asks worriedly.

"We don't have a choice. Fourzero is in the back up chopper for extra coverage, we'll get them off of you and buy you enough time to get to (Y/n)'s to get Vanoss help!" Panda says confidentially.

Mini sighs in relief at Panda's confidence ending the call to start shooting with everybody else. Wildcat watches the colour of the Canadian man's face slowly drain, he holds onto him tighter begging him to stay with him.

"OVER HERE, BITCHES!" SMii7Y screams shooting at the police and military.

The distraction from the Sandy Shores lot gives them enough time to floor it to (Y/n)'s building. Nogla skids to a halt outside of the shitty building quickly leaning out of his window typing the code rapidly into the keypad parking inside the garage. They all throw their masks off in the van and run up the stairs to suite thirteen.

"(Y/N)! HELP!" Tyler screams banging on her door.

The commotion wakes her up out of her much needed sleep, she grabs a familiar jacket off of her bedroom floor running over to the door in shock as all her friends burst in. The most concerning part is Evan in Tyler's arms bleeding heavily.

"Guys?! What the fuck happened?!" (Y/n) exclaims grabbing Tyler's arm guiding him to her bedroom to lay Evan down.

"H-He got shot! W-We were just walking around and some guys confronted us, Evan stood in front of me taking the bullet." Tyler gulps tears running down his face.

(Y/n) runs into the bathroom grabbing peroxide, a needle and thread, tweezers and gauze.

"Jonathan! Go into the kitchen, get me a knife from the block! Does anybody have a lighter?!" (Y/n) exclaims pushing Tyler away examining Evan's wound.

Jonathan does as he's told pulling out his lighter too. He rushes into the bedroom putting the lighter and knife on the bedside table.

"Tyler! Brian! Hold him down, he'll most likely wake up from shock." (Y/n) orders.

Brian and Tyler move quickly holding Evan down. (Y/n) soaks a white towel in peroxide dabbing Evan's shoulder rapidly trying to reduce some of the bleeding to see the bullet. She successfully finds it and pulls out the tweezers, she pinched the wound to open more and she dives right in pulling the bullet out in one piece to her relief.

"I need some space in here. Everybody but Tyler and Brian can stay," (Y/n) says dabbing Evan's bullet wound again.

The other males scurry out the room closing the bedroom door to give them space into the small, empty living room. Craig looks around sadly at the empty room feeling sympathy for his friend.

"There is barely any furniture in here! How is she living like this? She just about has the kitchen and bedroom!" Craig says.

"I don't know, do you think she'll be angry at us? She never invites us back inside, maybe this is why? She has nothing and we've never been here before." Jonathan replies nervously.

David is pacing back and forth by the window. There is no signs of life outside, not even a car passing by. Everything is quiet again, no police or military which is a relief.

"Has anybody heard from the other half of the crew? It's gone quiet and I don't like it," Brock says nervously.

"I'll message Anthony." Craig says pulling his phone out.

Mini
We got to (Y/n)'s undetected and safe. Evan is in good hands, we'll update you soon. Is everything going okay?

Meanwhile (Y/n) begins pouring more peroxide onto the Canadian male's wound who still hasn't awakened. She stops the bleeding and begins stitching the wound. Her mind wondered nervously, she had been texting David who said they were having a night in. Perhaps they'd changed their minds? They hadn't really lied to her before.

"W-What...?" Evan murmurs.

Brian and Tyler hold him down a little tighter. Evan's vision is blurry, his mind swimming with confusion.

"Don't panic, buddy. We got you, (Y/n)'s fixing you up. Keep calm and try not to struggle, okay?" Brian says.

Evan slowly nods his head, his brown eyes catch (Y/n) heating the blade of a kitchen knife. (Y/n)'s hands are beyond bloody, she wipes them onto the once white now red blood stained towel. She looks at the two males with terrified eyes and she presses the burning hot blade onto Evan's skin, he lets out an agonising scream kicking and struggling in pain. She holds it down for ten seconds before rubbing ointment onto his skin to soothe the burn. Now she has to start the stitches next.

Evan's eyes close tightly seeing the needle and threat, his lips firmly pressed together. Every time the needle pierced his skin, he winces tensing involuntarily. She finishes his stitches wrapping the gauze around his torso.

"H-Has the bleeding stopped? Is it over?" Tyler asks panicked.

"It's okay. I wouldn't have been able to stitch it if I hadn't reduced the bullet hole, why I burnt the wound. He should make a good recovery but no major working," (Y/n) glares at Evan.

She knows that Evan is athletic and he's had injuries before ignoring doctors advice to not overwork himself making the injuries worse.

"Gotcha." Evan breathes feeling slightly sick.

Evan's focus begins to come back to him, he sees that (Y/n) is wearing the hoodie he gave her back in High School.

"You're not moving until I know you're not going to die on any of us. We're a family, remember?" (Y/n) smiles softly.

Evan nods relaxing knowing that he's in great and capable hands. Tyler and Brian leave the room joining the rest in the empty living room. (Y/n) sits on the bed beside Evan checking his temperature.

"Your temperature is normal, thank the heavens. Tyler told me about what happened, that was brave of you taking that bullet for him." (Y/n) says with a small smile.

Evan's heart accelerated but quickly slowed down hearing that Tyler had made up a lie. He looks around at her cramped bedroom with a small frown.

"I didn't know you were living like this," Evan says with a sad sigh.

"I told you before I don't want pity, Evan. I'm working hard as a nurse, the money is just a little...tight at the moment. I have student loans and bills to pay," (Y/n) admits with a sigh.

From there, Evan made the decision that he would pay off all her debts. He keeps it to himself knowing that she'll protest because she's stubborn like that.

"That's okay, I'm proud of you for following your dreams. You've always wanted to be a doctor and I know that you'll get there, I believe in you." Evan smiles weakly.

(Y/n) smiles with a blush creeping on her cheeks. She kisses his cheek leaving the room to greet the others and make some food. Evan has a huge smile plastered on his face and he sleeps with his cheek tingling where (Y/n) had just laid that soft kiss.
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WOO! 3000 words, boi 😂 sxnopxa I hope this lives up to your expectations 😉 I know this is a crew x reader and I kinda focused it around Evan but I have been thinking of doing a crew x reader book in the future 😉

I have my Bryce Games X reader book out currently and after that I'll be doing the Vanoss X reader which I have had planned since last year! 😂 If you enjoyed this one shot be sure to vote, comment and follow me for more! 😁 If you have a request, you can comment or DM me 😉

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