Prime walked out of the medical wing with Pogo and spoke up," Pogo, I'm sorry as well—I never realized how hard it must be for you, having to lie, and then mom...

"I restored her—Ms Prime," He said

She snapped her head to him," What? But I thought we had to wait— He shook his head and smiled

"Do, do you know who did it?" She asked slowly

He hesitated but spoke, "Diego" and Prime closed her eyes

"Oh, Diego..." Prime said exhaling, "Did you get the surveillance from her memory chips, on why he did it?" She inquired

"Yes, follow me, I'll show you" She nodded as she strode behind him to the monitors. They both managed to maintain Grace's system—it was a hidden room in Reginald's Office that was behind a bookcase that revealed a hidden passage to a chamber.

Pogo pulled the book as the bookcase opened slowly and Prime followed him inside. They both sat in front of the main computer as he put in a disk as all the monitors around lit up—the screens showed Grace's system settings and system vitals.

Prime watched what had happened the night Grace had been terminated.

...

FLASHBACK TAPE

Through her eyes, she was looking down and humming as she did Knitwork, Prime scrunched her nose and looked at Pogo," Did turning off her first aid settings mess with something else?" She asked as she saw the thread of the needle running through her skin. As Grace looked up appearing to be in a daze.

"No, you should know the reason"

Prime looked at him and gritted her teeth, "It's because she, knows the truth about Dad, isn't it" She muttered incoherently and he bowed in return.

Prime looked back at the screen as someone called out," Mom? You Okay?" Prime turned to the screen that lit up as her system core vitals went up as she was asked the question.

"Of course, I am," She said lovingly

"You didn't hear the noises?" Diego asked and hesitated but continued," The guys in the masks that just shot up the house?" Grace chuckled as Prime watched her vitals go up again.

"She must be overheating not being able to tell him, Pogo, what have we done" Prime said feeling hurt, knowing Grace couldn't feel physical pain, but Grace, she was special, she felt emotional pain—Prime knew she did. Reginald made her, and he was a genius, he was capable, just like how he was able to make the power he injected into Prime through the serum.

"What are you talking about, silly?" She said peering up at him, she looked back to her knitting work and went back to sewing as she once again stabbed herself with her needle making the thread run through, after a good solid minute, Diego knelt in front of her as she slowly looked him in the eyes.

"Oh, my poor Brother," Prime said as she saw the most broken face on Diego as he started to shakily breathe. Grace did not look away as Prime turned to the screen that had a red alert sign.

"I can't see it Pogo, what is he doing?" Prime asked worriedly

"Right now—if my theory is correct, he is using one of his knives to cut open her arm and pulling out her lifeline circuits"

Diego spoke stuttering," It's gonna be o—

"Remember what we worked on. Just picture the word in your mind" Mom said soothingly as Diego started to sob

"It's gonna be okay," He said and stuttered," ...M-Mom"

"D-i-eg-o," Mom said as her system started to shut down," Re...mem...ber" As she said that the screen went black ending the clip.

Prime leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes," Even after his death, Dad managed to find a way to destroy a part of us, couldn't he have found a better way?" Prime shouted slamming her hands on the table and making the computer screens shake.

Pogo kept silent next to her as Prime covered her face as tears fell down her cheeks," I hate this, I hate it! Pogo, I can't do this anymore, I can't lie, it hurts, this power, it's eating me alive" Prime said angrily through her tears. Pogo reached for Prine hugging and patting her back.

"Prime my dear" Prime moved out of Pogo's embrace as she looked over to see Grace.

"Mom" Prime cried as she shot up and ran over hugging her," Mommy" Prime wailed as Grace began rubbing her back.

Prime reached over to hold Pogo's hand—grateful for his comfort earlier, "It's okay, Prime, Mommy is here," She said sweetly as Prime leaned on her while she hummed.

"It must have been so hard, for Diego" She whispered as Grace continued to hum but she heard her hesitate a little," He is a strong boy, he'll be fine, your brother is going to be okay"

...

Prime left the hidden room as Pogo went to do whatever he needed, and Grace went to clean up anything out of place.

Prime went to head downstairs and saw the front door open and gasped seeing Diego and Allison carrying Five in, "Damn it !! We should have taken him to the hospital" Allision muttered and Prime ran down

"What happened?! Why did you bring him home?!"

Diego peeked over, "shrapnel wound, it would raise suspicions since well, he's a kid"

"Yeah, well, so does the murder shrine in Harold Jenkins' attic," Allison argued as they carried Five into the living room.

"What?" Prime asked but Allison shook her head and ran over kneeling to Five," He's still losing blood. What do we do?" Allison asked

Prime saw blood on Five's shirt and lifted it," We gotta get the shrapnel out—Five—you stubborn boy" She said as he groaned.

Prime saw Diego walk away and she saw where he was going and flinched a little.

"Diego, where are you going?" Allison asked

Prime let him speak with her for a bit then called out for her," Mom, first aid emergency" Grace let go of Diego's hand and ran over.

"Oh dear" Grace said as Prime lifted Five's shirt higher for her to see it, as she looked at Prime, "the kit," She said as Prime nodded lifting her hands as the case flew into the room and she caught it.

Grace pulled out the tools, as Prime pulled out a bright yellow liquid and Allison questioned," What is that?" Prime stabbed the needle into Five's stomach," Pain relief serum, Dad made it"

"Is that safe?!" Diego asked suspiciously

"Yes, and don't worry, it's just like morphine, but with faster effects, if I used normal morphine, Five would lose too much blood"

"Mom—you can start," Prime said as she saw Five's skin turn white confirming that the serum was working and Grace nodded carefully taking out the shrapnel as Five didn't feel the pain since he was calm from the serum.

Prime pulled out a cloth and added pressure to his wound as Grace removed it and she taped it down. It was soaking with blood knowing they'd have to change it after a while, but it was slowing down tenfold since earlier it was worse with the shrapnel tearing his skin, forcing it to bleed out.

"He'll be fine, why don't we take him up to his room, the couch is not comfortable," Mom said and Prime nodded

"Diego? Can you carry him, I don't want to risk levitating him there" Prime asked knowing she was unstable since she had been crying almost the entire day, and her emotions were not in order.

"Sure," He said as he lifted Five, walking with Grace and Allison was about to follow but Prime grabbed her wrist

"What did you say about this Harold Jenkins guy?"

She turned to me," Oh, Diego got a file, from his police friend, and it turns out, Harold Jenkins, is Leonard Peabody"

"Wait, as in, the guy that Vanya is seeing!?" Prime shouted unknowingly as she nodded

"What is this about his murder shrine?" Prime queried frightened

"He has—our action figures our faces were burnt off, and photos of all of us, our faces and eyes were scratched out, it was never about Vanya, he was after us all along"

"But why us? What did we— Prime froze and furrowed her brows," No way..."

"What?" Allison asked putting her hands on Prime's shoulder

"That kid—remember the one who grabbed you years ago when we came home from a mission? Do you think, he was that one?" Prime said shakenly," Harold— I remember now! He was the one who murdered his father right?!"

"That is him? OH my god... That means Vanya is in danger!" She said and Prime nodded," We need to, find her!" Prime shouted as they went to the phone in the house calling to find any leads, but they got nothing.

...

"Allison, Diego, be safe," Prime said as they nodded leaving the house. She had to stay home since she was still not up for heavy labour.

Grace's orders—since she overlooked her wound. If Prime didn't rest, it would cause an infection, since Grace injected some antibiotics, it meant her body was vulnerable to bacteria if she overworked myself.

Prime saw them leave and she walked up the stairs to check on Five. She opened his door slowly walked in and sat on the chair next to his bed that Grace must have been occupying.

Prime sat on it looking at Five sleeping and saw through the side of her view, the eye that Five told them about. Prime grabbed it and observed it in her hands," Which bastard do you belong to?" She whispered as she examined the eye gritting her teeth.

...

AT THE HOSPITAL

A distressed Vanya sat in a chair as she was breathing heavily as a doctor walked over to her with a clipboard. He spoke to her as she looked up and stood up grabbing her jacket and followed him into the room that had 'Leonard' lying in it after he was beaten up by drunk guys.

Vanya reached for 'Leonard' and he turned his head, and had a patch over his eye, seemly he had lost it after the assault. He was missing an eye, Harold Jenkins was missing an eye.