After our talk with the others Five went into the living room as I went to the training room. Remembering all of those nights I trained here, sacrificing my sleep to be stronger. Remembering the bitter taste of disappointment mixed with blood. The long fights against Five and Diego as they pushed me to go further and further with my abilities. I put my hands on the walls, feeling every cracks and rough patches caused over years and years of training. I remember when Ben and I used to have talks alone on the rooftop, when Diego and I trained, when Vanya played the violin for us, when Allison would dress me up, Luther would just vent and Five would read his books to me out loud. I remember when Ben was still alive and that the Hargreeves family wasn't such a mess, when we were kids, when it was a simpler time and that we were all happy.

"Going down memory lane I see ___."

Asks Diego from the door frame of the room, surprising me.

"Ah, that. Yes..I guess so. It's time?"

"It is. Come on, this is the last time we'll see that asshole dead or not, let's not be late."

"Agreed."

After we arrived downstairs I put a coat on and take an umbrella then head outside. There are standing the Hargreeves family members in the yard, in this downpouring rain as Luther disperses the ashes of Sir Hargreeves on the ground. Pogo then steps up.

"Who wants to say something first?"

And when nobody answers he starts to tell us that Sir Hargreeves was a great man, yada yada and all that cheesy bullshit. Diego then steps up and says what we all think, that that man was the biggest dickhead that Earth ever had. Luther being daddy's boy, attacked Diego, who bit back and it became a full blown fight between them as always. By now everybody else but me left and they knocked out Ben's head from it's statue which was unacceptable.

"Guys stop!"

I scream as I froze the both of them, glaring disappointedly at the both of them and made them look at the damage they caused. Both of them looked so guilty and hurt to realize that they decapitated their dead brother's statue. And with that I went back inside and unfroze them, passed the Hargreeves kids as I went to find my old backpack of clothes that I left in Five's room from all the times I went in his room to wait for the boy. There I see the one inhabiting the room finishing to put his blaser on, so I gently knock on the door and enter the room as he turns around.

"What brings you here ___? Do you need anything?"

"My clothes Five, I am getting the clothes I left here to change."

"You left them in my room?"

"Let me remind you that before I was taken by the Commission I trained my ass off with Diego every day at night and stayed here to see if you would come back. Because of that let's just say your room became my second home. So yeah, I left clothes."

I calmly snap at him as I take the backpack. Then I go to get out of the room but Five space jumps in front of me and with pleading eyes tells me to stay.

"Five."

I sigh.

"I know, I should've told you. And now I regret it. But we're in the same shit together. We need to prevent the apocalypse from happening."

"I know. I just feel so fucking pressured. We know it's gonna happen in a week, but we know nor the conditions nor the cause or the trigger. We know nothing except from the fact that the end of the world is gonna happen. Plus the fact that we are back, that I know that Clyde is a grown up man now and that I didn't see him grow up. That you lied to me for over god knows how many years we worked for the Commission as a duo. I kinda feel peachy. And I don't even know if I should fucking forgive you. It's just all so confusing, my head feels like exploding. So it doesn't help with your case."

"Hey, hey. I understand you. It feels the same on my side. The only clue I fucking have is a goddamn glass eye. I feel like since this family's a mess we will encourage the apocalypse more than stop it. I feel fucking stupid for fucking up my equation. I feel so damn guilty about making you angry at me and feel like shit.  And I have this underlying sense of danger. They probably started to get agents to come after us."

"As if newbies could beat old ones. And what's wrong with being young again? You look good now at least."

"Bitch."

"Fucktard. Now let me change."

"It's my room I do whatever I want."

"Okay then, you'll see me naked though."

With that I hear him mumble something and he space jumps out of the room leaving me to change from my assassin clothes to the casual clothes I wore so many years ago. I go back downstairs where I see Five looking for something.

"You know dad didn't like coffee."

"He didn't like children but that still didn't keep him from having many of them!"

Klaus answered Allison humorously as I rolled my eyes and took Diego's car keys. Jingle them to get Five's attention and nod my head towards the outside.

"I'll get him coffee, I can't stay locked up here anymore so that helps me get the hell out of that house. Don't worry Diego, I know how to drive and I won't hurt your little baby.  By the way, which car is it?"

"..Dark green directly in front of the house.."

"Okay.  Now Five move your ass or I'll go without you."

I say as I get my coat and go outside and get in the car. Five space jumps to the passenger seat and buckles his seat belt as I start the engine. And fron the Hargreeves home to Griddy's it has been quiet between us except from the light music coming from Diego's radio. Once we arrived I stopped the engine, closed the door, went to join Five on the seats at the counter and put my head in my hands tiredly. Only one other customer was here and Agnes went to ask his if he wanted anything.

"Do you want anything sir?"

"A chocolate éclair please."

"And what would the kids like?"

"The kids would like a coffee, black, and dark tea with sugar, two sugars to be exact."
Five snapped and then gave a fake smile to which Agnes answered 'cute kids' as she smiled at me and I nodded in acknowledgement. When Agnes came back the other customer that was here was about to pay for Five and I's orders when I stopped him and paid for us but thanked him with a small smile which he returned. He finished his éclair and coffee and went on his merry way and Agnes went to get some change for the money I gave her.

"I got infos about the glass eye's manufacturing place."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, there's only one place in town that makes them."

"Let me guess. We'll go there tomorrow."
I say and Five nods as I take a knife from next to me to occupy myself another way than talking to him. There I see the reflexion of the glass door that makes Griddy's entrance. And I see a group of men in black.

"They are here."

"Already? That was fast."
He said as they bursted in the shop.

"I thought we'd have more time before they found us."
I answer as I shrug and the men approach from behind us slowly.

"Okay. So let's all be professional about this. On your feet and come with us. We'll talk. Both of you."
The man that seemed to be the leader said and I shook my head as Five sighed and shrugged.

"We've got nothing to say."
He says as I give him the butter knife I held and he examines it as his other hand still held his coffee cup that was now almost empty.

"It doesn't have to go this way. You think I want to shoot two kids? Go home with that on my conscience?"
As the man behind us says that I huff and crack my knuckles.

"You don't have to worry about that."

"You won't be going home."
I finish as I make all of the knives in the drawers fly and make one guy into a pin cushion. Another one attacks me with his friend and I snap both of their necks. Another one tries to shoot me and I hold the bullets in the air only to throw them back at him. Finally a guy tries to attack me with his knife so I took the knife from him, stabbed him in the stomach and cut his breathing. Five also did his part and Griddys was all bloodied down. We both sit back down and I see him take a knife and cut through his arm and put his hand inside of the cut only to get a small tracking device and he looks at me passing the knife. I take a deep breath and stab my arm around the same area that Five did and feel for something small with my hand and get out the tracking device.

"We need to go talk to Vanya."

"Five.  You need to go talk to Vanya and explain throughly what's happening. She's the only one sane enough to understand."

"And you won't come? You're the only other person that knows about it this much-"

"-That means I don't have to listen to any other words coming from you tonight. Stay safe."

I say as I go towards the car, start the engine and go towards my old home, to find my family.  Once I am at the appartment complex I take out my old set of keys to open the heavy entrance door. Then I climb up the stairs until I am at the third floor and knock on the door on my right. An man comes out of the appartment.

"Hello how may I help you-..___?"

"Hey dad, sorry that I couldn't come earlier I had things to do. But here I am now."

I softly said as he smiles and opens his arms only for me to run towards them and take him in my arms. Whispers of 'I missed you' echoing as we stay in this position for a few minutes until another man, younger and taller comes out to check on the other. I turn towards him and tear up.

"Clyde."

"___..."

I get out from dad's hug and pat him on the back and Clyde throws himself at me sobbing all the tears of his body. And I soothe his pain as mine starts to resurface and I cry along.

"Little brother, you've grown so much. You look like such a fine man now. You've accomplished your life and became what you always wanted to be. I am proud of you."

"Thanks. But are you fine? Did they come to get you?"

"They did. Let's just say it ended badly for their agents. Don't worry. I'm solid and got much more experience than you'd think for a 'little kid'."

"I would bet my ass you do. 'Cause I know it. Now come in we were about to have supper, you actually called when I arrived from the airport and dad waited for me to prepare food so, you are welcome home ___."

"Thanks little man."

"Gosh don't call me that I'm not 10 and shorter than you anymore!"

"Clyde, oh Clyde. You'll always be my little man!"

"Fuck you!"

"Language little man!"

We laugh as we enter the warm appartment and I take off my coat as dad serves the plates. In that moment I could care less about everything else, Five, the apocalypse, my bleeding arm. I had my family back and I was too happy to let anything else ruin that. A little bit after dinner dad went to sleep, he started to get a little old, in his sixties to be exact, his body needed rest. And with that Clyde and I chatted about everything that happened in our lives.

"Damn little man, you have these many degrees and aren't chosen in the NASA yet? DOn't fuck with me."

"I don't. And even if I do like space I want to teach others. You do know that my passion for maths and science comes from you?"

"Wait. It does?"

"Yeah, those five years you were here before going to work for the Commission you kept reading Five's books and learning how to do complex maths. How time and space had a tight bond and how we could learn how to make a small cut through the fabric of time and space to travel. I got interested and studied on the notes you left behind."

"That's great Clyde. But that means that-"

"-That I studied all of those years to help you find Five? Yes. But it didn't do shit in the end."

"It does now that you can help us fight something bigger than a disappearance."

"Which is?"

"The apocalypse. In eight days."

"Wait what?!"

"Alright Clyde, buckle up baby because it's going to be hella long."

And with that I explained everything to him in details, my story, and Five's. How we escaped and why.

"Okay so. You tell me that Five got stuck in the future that is in eight days, stayed there for twenty-eight years then entered the Commission and you two became collegues."

"Basically."

"And that he told you all the dirt on the Handler and that the apocalypse was coming so you wanted to go with him back in the present to save the world."

"Mhmh."

"AND that he miscalculated his equation so he came back as his thirteen years old self and now you're angry that he lied. But you still need to save the world and the ONLY clue you have is a prosthetic eye...damn that's a lot."

"Yeah it is. And I hate it but you might come in handy in this situation. I just don't want you getting hurt."

"I'm not a baby anymore ___. You can't always protect me. Anyways, what do you need help for?"

"Figuring a way to know who or what caused the apocalypse, it would be of great help if we could stop them."

"I'm fucking in!"

A/N: Phew that chapter took me so long to write. Anyways. I now have a schedule = 1 update per week! Don't forget to comment, vote and enjoy!