I laid on the uncomfortable bed, waiting for him to show up.

"Hey Queen!" Someone's voice rang through out the cells.

"Yeah?"

"If you guys have been doing heists for so long and BRIAN couldn't make a mistake," she asked, "how'd you get caught."

At that moment, it seemed like all the women were ready to hear yet another story; The whole hall soon turned to lots of chatter asking what went wrong.

"Quiet!" One of the guards yelled through the door.

I swung my legs over the side of my bed and soon stood up. My boots echoed as I walked to the open bars of my cell.

I laughed, "Those heroes ruin all the fun."

We've been planing this heist for months, and we were ready. We had the whole bank mapped out, BRIAN even ran through the plan and said it was good. However, no one though that the heroes would've already been there.

The basics of the plan was that Marcel would go in and act like he passed out so all attention went to him. Craig was also supposed to go in draw even more attention by overreacting and start hyperventilating really bad.

Tyler and Brian was going to dress like guards and make sure everyone was gone from the back so I could pull the van up and we could be in and out. Brian was then supposed to stand in one spot and power down his command chip and act like a cop. Tyler was going to go in, grab some guard's keycard and open the safe in the back of the bank.

I sat and waited for a half an hour without any information or signals. Worried, I went to the back of the van and quickly got on my laptop to check BRIAN.

The moment I programmed the computer to turn on his "special" chip, I heard sirens. I quickly closed it and hid it under the mat of the seat I was closest to.

I jumped out of my seat when they burst opened the van's door.

"How'd they know you were there?" Someone asked.

I shrugged, "Beats me. The only thing I was supposed to do was drive up to the back and load the money in."

"How'd you know the heroes were the ones who caught them?"

"I saw them on my way the the cop car." I explained, "Craig also told me that when they walked in, the bank was empty and they closed them in. Tyler was caught too."

"What about BRIAN?" A new voice asked, "And how sold you out?"

"BRIAN's a robot, he knows all the info on how to act like a cop, and his chip gives him more than enough one what to do now."  I explained, "And the boys didn't rat me out. Marcel saw one of them, but we put it off like he was paranoid. We shouldn't have because that fucking raccoon was following us!"

"What does that chip do anyway?" Shallow asked.

As if on cue, I heard a helicopter.

"That's what it does." I said as all the women sat there confused.

There was screams and some gunshots, but that stopped when an explosion took place at the end on the hall, where the door used to be.

BRIAN walked in. Some of the woman gasped as he scanned all the cells.

"BRIAN!" I yelled, happy to see him even though it's only been a few days-including court.

He stopped and quickly ran to my cell.

"N/n!" He shouted in his Irish accent.

He clearly wanted a hug, but the bars were in the way, so he bent them like they were nothing and pulled me out into a hug.

Did I ever mention that this robot was a sweetheart?

"Okay," I said, you start letting theses lovely ladies out, and I'll go get the boys.

He nodded and I ran to the hole in the wall. I automatically grabbed an AK-47 from the chopper and two pistols from two different guards.

"Freeze!" A husky voice behind me said.

I turned and say more guards. I smirked and pointed one of the pistols at them.

"Say 'hi' to Satan for me." I said as I shot them, dodging their bullets.

I am not a murderer, I shoot people at places where I know they will survive. For example, the shoulder, or the shin. I never shoot the torso or head, because I know it'll do some damage that may never get fixed.

I quickly run the the other side of the helicopter and kicked down the door to the men's section.

"Y/n?" Marcel asked with hope in his voice.

I look to my right and see him. I grab the keys that were hanging above the door and unlocked his cell.

"Don't worry," I said, "your knight in shining armor is here."

I opened the door and ran down the hall looking for the other two. It was difficult though because the other men were yelling at me to let them out.

"Over here!" I hear Craig's voice over the rest.

I run to him, let him out and search for Tyler.

"Y/n!" I hear him yell at the end of the hall.

I run to him and I hear BRAIN, Craig, and Marcel behind me.

I soon meet him bright blue eye and let him out, but because he didn't know the others were right behind us, the moment that door opened, he attacked me with kisses, hugs, and I love you's.

"Woah!" They all said, making him freeze, "When did this happen?"

"About four years, but that's for later!" I yelled giving Marcel and Tyler a gun.

A gun shot the wall right next to Tyler's head so, without looking, BRAIN screamed "GET TO THE CHOPPER!"

We ran to the helicopter and BRIAN blocked all the bullets that came our way. When we finally got to the chopper, BRAIN got in the front, Tyler got in the passenger seat, and Craig, Marcel and I got in the back.

BRIAN quickly took off and the rest of us grabbed the closets gun near us and started shooting down the other helicopters.

~

We finally lost the cops when we got far from the city. The only place that I could think of that we could stay at was the barn.

BRIAN landed the chopper not too far from the barn, but far enough so we could blow it up and not seem like it was us.

When we got there, we saw all of out vehicles, bags of money, and boxes of our stuff. Our beds and BRIAN's charger was there too.

"Why is everything here?" Craig asked.

"They were searching the house the other day, so I snuck in and grabbed what I could before they got back." BRAIN said, "They took so much..."

All the boys looked so sad.

"Hey," I said, "yeah we might've lost our house, but we're out of prison! Plus there's a very small chance those fucking heroes even find out about the barn."

"Yeah, but Y/N, they have our names and pictures," Tyler said, "how are we supposed to live? We can't even go to the store without being recognized by someone!"

I looked around, remembering I had something for a problem like this. My eyes soon stopped on the box in the corner that I told everybody not to touch. I ran to it, put it on the table, and opened it. By then, everyone was behind me.

I pulled out new, fresh clothes, hair dye, fake eye contacts, an electric razor and a bag of scissors. I looked at the books and though random things at each of them.

Craig held up the pink hair dye, "Do you have a different color?"

"The only other color I got is blue, and that's for me." I said.

Tyler held the bag of scissors in front of him and looked up at him somewhat long, curly hair.

Marcel looked at the razor and all the attachments to it.

BRAIN raised an eyebrow at the contacts.

"You really though this through, haven't you?" Tyler asked.

"Someone had to." I smiled.

Marcel was the first one to make a move; he plugged in the razor and shaved a strip down his head. We all laughed when he looked at us, so I grabbed the mirror at the bottom of the box and showed him himself, making him laugh.

Craig opened the box and pulled out the bleach. He quickly mixed the chemical with the water and shook while I did the same.

"Y/n, you're going to have to cut my hair." Tyler said.

Okay I said, turning around while shaking the chemicals together.

"Alright, now I want the story behind you two." BRIAN said, crossing his arms.

We explained as Marcel shaved his head, Craig and I waited with the bleach in our hair and I cut Tyler's hair.

"And that's when we started dating." I finished.

They nodded and Marcel put the razor on the table next to him. We all looked at him and he looked a lot different, but all he did was shave his hair.

I thought about doing something to my hair, and it took me a while to finally come to the conclusion of actually doing it.

I finished up Tyler's hair, washed the bleach out with a faucet behind the barn and dried. When I walked back in, I grabbed the razor and put on the second to shortest attachment and began the shave the right side of my head.

When I was done, I looked at the boys who were going through the clothes.

"Hey!" I yelled making them look and their jaws dropped, "How's that look."

I held up the mirror and was actually really happy with my work.

"It doesn't look like you." Tyler said.

"Yeah, that's kind of the point." I said.

I looked at Craig and we started putting the dye in our hair.

~

We stayed in the barn for a week until decided to actually go rent a house.

Tyler's new haircut, swampy green contacts and no glasses made him look very different. I wanted to scream because I honestly miss his bright, baby blue eyes.

Marcel's buzz cut and black eye contacts made him a bit different but the way he dresses made him look like a whole different person.

Craig's pink hair and new clothing was enough for him too look different. But he got thinner glasses just in case.

I programmed BRIAN to be slimmer and a bit taller. I made his hair darker and gave him brand new clothes.

I had brand new more "girly" clothes and my hair was still shaved on the side and bright blue.

We walked into the restate place called "Fong's Houses for Rent." Yeah we had enough money to afford a house, but we didn't want to act like it.

When we walked in, an Asian man with a red employee shirt soon greeted us.

"Hi and welcome to Fong's Houses for Rent, I'm Evan and what do you folks need?" He said.

We smiled and Tyler said, "Well we just got done with collage and we moved here for our jobs and we decided to rent a house and equally pay for rent together."

He nodded, "Well just sit at one of the tables, I'll go get some papers and we'll talk more."

We nodded and sat down. I looked at the boys. Tyler grabbed my hand and looked at everyone.

"Does he sound familiar to any of you?" He asked.

I raised an eyebrow, "I wasn't really listening to his voice."

"Me neither." Craig said.

"He did, but I didn't think much of it." Marcel admitted.

"Do you want me to voice match him real fast?"

We nodded and waited for either BRIAN to pull up someone's name or for Evan to get back.