Lisa pulled her hair into a messy bun, rubbed her neck and looked at the monitors that were hooked up to David, "So far, everything looks okay…The damage wasn't as bad as I thought. I'll monitor him for the remainder of the night to make sure he pulls through."

"Do you have any idea when he'll wakeup?" Joseph asked. They'd gotten back a couple of hours ago and she was now updating them on David's status because so much time was spent on making sure that Jane hadn't suffered any permanent damage fro her death. She hadn't. She was currently sleeping contently in her room with no real understanding of how badly tonight could've ended for her.

"I've given him a sedative that'll help him sleep through the night," Lisa said and checked the IV that was attached to his arm, "We'll see how he's doing in the morning before we make any plans on what to do"

"Right," Joseph muttered, "Um…what did you do with the body?"

"I bagged it up and it's waiting for you to dispose of it."

"Right," he muttered and then said with a sarcastic smile, "Now I remember why I enjoy being a teleporter so much."

"There is something I'd like you to do first, though," she said quickly, "Your sister's in a bit of a shock."


Lisa stared at him like he was an idiot, "Joseph, She just killed a man."

"She killed a man at the Facility when we infiltrated it and she was fine afterwards."

"Your sister killed a mindless clone that was attacking you. She killed a human being today. She needs you to talk to her; it'd be a good way for you to start repairing your relationship."

He told her quickly, "I'm not good at heart to hearts and it's not like she'd even listen to me anyway, everything we do ends up in fighting."

"I think she'll listen to you," Lisa told him harshly, "Joseph, I don't know a lot about the history between the two of you, but I do know that you've let each other down numerous times in your lives. And if you want to start taking the first steps in redeeming this relationship you two used to have-"

"We never had a relationship."

Lisa ignored him, "….then you need to stop ignoring each other and start focusing on support. Because that seems to be the thing that this team can't seem to figure out."

"Are you alright?"

Able was pulled out of his thoughts by his wife's words and he drew his gaze away from Jane and nodded, "I'm fine."

Emilia looked between her husband and Jane, her voice clouded in jealousy "Is there something I should know?"

He ignored her accusing tone and straightened, "I literally made her what she was and she nearly died today. I'm just worried about her, there's nothing more going on."

She sighed, "I guess you've heard about the invisible attacker?"

He nodded, "We think that while supervising the banks earlier today, the invisible person figured out who we were, followed Lisa, and latched onto Joseph when he teleported here."

She wrapped the robe tighter around herself, "Yeah, that's what Lisa told me. It was...odd, I slept through everything…if there was only something I could've done to help."

"And what would you have done?"

"I don't know," she told him honestly, "Something."

I'm just glad he didn't get anywhere near you. I'm glad you're okay."

She blinked back tears and wrapped her arms around him, "I'm glad you're okay too."

He kissed and held her hands tightly, "What's wrong?"

Emilia didn't say anything at first, but finally looked at him, "You brought our son and me here so that you could keep us safe."

He knew what was coming next, "And today was a fluke, there was no way to-"

"I don't have abilities, I don't know how to fight, and the idea of our son being so close to those that can't control their abilities and weapons terrifies me. Able, tell me the truth; how safe is this place really?"

Joseph walked from room to room looking for his sister without any results. Anger and frustration kept him from stopping and thinking clearly. Naomi judged him for who he was now. She complained about who he was beforehand and then she complained about who he had become and that wasn't even his fault. And Lisa was telling him what he should do? What did she know about family and relations? She was raised in the Facility all her life and spent her adulthood ripping families apart just to experiment. He didn't enjoy being told what to do. He hated being thrown into situations like this because how could he say no to the sister that he pulled into this world?

And David had been stabbed, and they didn't really know the extent of the damage even though Lisa thought he was going to be okay.

And Jane died today…maybe. Or if anything, she was in the state of suspended animation.

And Able brought his family here, and today proved that they didn't need to be here but Able would keep them here anyway because he believed that they were somehow safer.

And he was actually listening to Lisa.

And his father was out to recapture him,

And even with all that happened today, they looked to him as a leader and he was too messed up and angry inside to lead them. How was he supposed to lead a group of people while he couldn't even work through his own issues?

"Hey," Able yelled and jogged up to him, "I'm going to be gone for a couple of days, I'm going to take Shawn and Emilia and put them in a better hiding place if there is such a thing."

"Alright," Joseph nodded, "Have you seen Naomi?"

Able shook his head, 'Sorry."

"Jane," he called when he saw her patrolling the second floor, odd that the only person he currently wasn't frustrated with was a human clone, "Have you seen Naomi?"

"I think she went to the roof," Jane told him simply.

"Okay," he looked her over, "Are you alright?"

"Just…" she brushed a hand through her hair and he finally saw the emotional pain at what she went through tonight, "Just give me something to do."

"Easy enough, get something that can detect heat signatures and make sure that we don't have any more surprise visitors and when you're done with that I want you to go to the infirmary and make sure that nothing happens to David or Lisa."

She nodded and went to do what she was told. Joseph ran up to the stairs to the roof and found his sister sitting against the wall with a blanket wrapped around her.

Without a word, he sat next to her, in some ways she was just like the little sister that he'd known fourteen years ago, eyes still filled with naiveté, sadness, and regrets, "I heard you did well in assisting Lisa with the surgery."


"But I suppose saving a life right after taking another's probably isn't the classiest thing you think you've done."

She drew her knees to her chest and Joseph took a breath and decided a different approach.

"When I was younger, I wasn't just captured by the Facility. They broke me and then teamed me up with Able to go and capture other Superhumans. One day we were assigned to go after a Telepath. Those are hard to find and so we were asked to bring her in alive. However, she didn't want to go peacefully. She had a gun, and we struggled. Long story short, I was angry when I wrestled the gun away from her and I killed her. A few minutes later, we hear the crying of a baby. Come to find out, she wasn't just protecting herself; she was protecting her daughter too. We took the baby to the Facility to be examined and currently she is being raised there. She probably has no idea that her mother's sacrifice was all in vain. The mother was my first kill and I still have nightmares about it."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Naomi asked, "Because it's not working."

"No. But I know what it feels like to be haunted by the things you've done. And time will dampen the feeling that you took another life, but you'll never get over it. But if you want, I can help you start to recover from happened, and I can make sure you get control of your ability so that it never happens again. But you know…tonight was self defense, right? It wasn't your fault."

She pulled her knees closer, "I killed him…I didn't plan on killing him, it was just going to be a bit of a flame to burn him. But I lost it for a second and there was barely anything left to tell if it was a man or woman. I can't control it when I'm angry and that scares me."

He nodded, he'd heard this before from others that he'd trained, "And you should be terrified. But this thing we've got going on, this constant arguing? It's not working. We need to forget all the wrong doing we've done to each other and instead start being brother and sister again. Because I have a feeling that that's when I'll be able to help you."

She nodded, wrapped her arms around his and rested her head on his shoulder, "Okay."

Frederic Braun opened his eyes against the sunlight streaming through and window and rolled on his back. A spring poked him in the back and he let out a grunt of pain.

He hated motel rooms.

It took him a few minutes to realize that phone was the reason he woke up. With a groan, he turned over and answered it, "Braun?"

"Frederic, you're getting a bit slow."

He sat up, "Dr. Eisley, you're a-"

"Don't try to trace this number, it's blocked," he tried to hear past her voice, but he couldn't hear anything that might give away her location.

"What do you want?" he demanded, "Calling for a mocking session? You're a traitor and you abandoned everything I thought you stood for. You better hope someone else catches you instead of me because if I do it, then I'm going to kill you."

"The robberies to the Facility banks should stop now."

He hesitated, "You stopped them?"

"We killed one, but before they died, I got a view into their mind. Three were in on it. One's dead, one's definitely been recaptured by now, but they're hardly important. The third one…the leader is in a maximum security cell right now.

"That'd be impossible, that guy's too dangerous to even let out of his cell, how could he communicate with them."

"It's possible. If one of the security guards were helping him."

"I'm running out of patience for your little riddles, so just who do you think the robbery leaders are?"

"I think you already know the answer to that if you think hard enough."

He sighed, so much for 'no riddles'.

"Sorry, I'm running out of time and Jane's about to realize that I'm making this call. Also you might want to also check your inventory on the clones yourself because I'm sure you'll find a few missing."

He rubbed his eyes, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because we both agree that the world's not ready for my people yet. I have to go now."

"Wait," he said quickly, "Are my kids safe?"

He heard her hesitate on the phone, "Jane's about to see me. I have to go, Frederic. If you see your wife, tell her I said hello."

"No," he stood, "Just answer my question."

"Why?" she challenged, "What will you do if I don't? Kill me?"

He heard her hang the phone up and he stood speechless for a few seconds. Really? She wasn't going to tell him anything? After all they'd been through; she owed him more than that little brush off. Those were his kids! He had every right to know if they were safe.

Thinking about what she just told him, he picked the phone back off the cradle and dialed the number.

"Hello?" a groggy voice asked.

"Kyrie? We have work to do."

The End