Heat Kills
Plot: Reader has an heatstroke caused by an intensive workout.
Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca x reader
You can't stand the heat; you’ve hated it since you were little, always. When summer came, you were happy just because school was over but, at the same time, you hated the forty degrees you had to endure every single day.
Then you became a professional soccer player and, having always played on teams up north, you never felt as hot as you did this season with the OL Reign. Although the Seattle Women's soccer Team has been a great benefit in your career, this scorching heat is truly terrible, especially since you are not used to it.
A small sigh leaves your lips as you grab your water bottle and tuck it into your backpack, ready to face a scorching workout in the ten o'clock morning sun.
"Good morning Bella, where are you going?" Carina hugs you from behind, her breasts pressing against your back as she fondles your butt with an amused smirk on her face.
"Car I'm on my way to practice and I'm already late ... as much as I would like to slam you against this table, unfortunately I can't."
You turn around, staying in her arms and kissing the tip of her nose with a smile.
Carina pouts, and after a few seconds, just long enough for her brain to work and understand what you've just told her, her gaze changes to a frown of confusion and concern at the same time.
"The weather alert has been issued, didn't you see it Bambina? You can't train in this heat, it's going to be 104° F out there..."
You sigh and shake your head slightly. You knew this conversation would happen, and you also know how it will end. Probably with a gorgeous, sexy Italian doctor very pissed off at you.
"Car, I can't miss another workout. Less than two weeks ago I was sick and couldn't train for almost a whole week, I can't miss any more days. I have to earn my place on the team, you know it's important to me…like this"
Carina shakes her head several times, hard. She tortures her lower lip, clenching it between her teeth, and although you find it very sexy, the particularly pissed off look on the Italian's face gives you pause to comment on how hot she is when she does this.
"You'll get sick if you run in this heat. They can't make you train with a weather alert, è sconsiderato e stupido. Cazzo."
Your lovely girl rants in her native language, and you foolishly fail to control yourself and let your eyes wander to the clock hanging on the wall behind the angry doctor.
You had never done that before.
"Are you really thinking you're going to be late? No way, you can't really think about going y/n. Ugh, who am I kidding? Of course you want to go, sometimes I think you're worse than Maya...you know what, fai come ti pare."
"Carina, wait-"
Before you can even try to stop her and reason with her, the brunette locks herself in your bedroom slamming the door and making the whole apartment shake.
You know her, you know that she just has to let the pissing go now. So, despite the knot in your stomach from the fight and with the excuse of giving her the space she needs, you bend down to pick up your duffel bag and then leave the apartment, stuffing your car keys into the left pocket of your shorts, ready to head to the soccer field.
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After only an hour and a half of practice, you realize you've screwed up big time when you start to lose all feeling in your body and feel like you're floating on air. Your teammates are no better off than you are.
You cast a glance at Coach Harvey, praying that she will notice the terrible condition you are in but you doubt it. After all, she is sitting in the shade and with all this heat you doubt she is really watching you. At least, not today.
The ball is put back in the middle, after Clarke has scored one of her famous goals, and the coach blows her whistle. You run nonstop to get to Clarke's side; you cross the half-court line and are careful not to be offside as you pass the ball between you over and over again.
You don't know how but suddenly you are no longer in control of your body and your right foot ends up over the ball instead of to the side. In less than a second, you find yourself on the ground groaning in pain as soon as you hit the ground.
"Fuck."
You snort, wrinkling your nose and taking the hand offered to you without even understanding who is offering it to you. Octavia gives you a smile, although she can't really hide the worry on her face.
She helps you to your feet and puts a hand on your shoulder.
"You don't look so good, are you okay?"
Meanwhile, the other girls have taken the opportunity there to take a break and drink some water, and you don't blame them, especially considering that you still have another hour of training ahead of you.
Octavia Blake is many things but she is definitely not a quitter. Never.
"You're really hot y/n, are you sure you feel good?"
You don't answer her, you don't feel good at all, and you can't even understand her.
"I don't think Carina and Maya would agree, you know? I'll take you to them."
You don't really understand what she is saying, not at all. The heat clouds your mind; you run a hand over your forehead, you have the impression that you are dripping with sweat but actually you are not, your hand is completely dry when you pull it back.
Not good, not good at all. A cold shiver runs down your spine as you lean against Octavia making her support you even more and she is the one who supports you even more.
From that moment until she takes you to Station 19, you don't notice anything, just her shaking you from time to time as you go, calling your name several times as you continue to lose consciousness. The only time you realize you are at the station is when Andy and Vic help Octavia get you out of the car.
They’re probably calling your name but you can't answer; honestly, you don't even know how you are there, really.
You don't know how much time has passed, but you only begin to understand what is going on around you because of your Italian girlfriend's warm hands caressing your face.
"Bambina, bambina look at me. Are you okay? Can you hear me?"
Carina swipes a strand of wet hair from your forehead, bringing it behind your ear. The doctor pulls a small flashlight out of her gown, turns it on and holds it in front of your eyes while she holds your head still.
"Y/n, follow the light, honey. Follow the light, okay?"
You wrinkle your nose, and the nausea you have been feeling up to this point only increases as you are blinded by the flashlight.
You scan Carina with one arm, turn onto your side and vomit all the contents of your stomach onto the floor.
Carina strokes your back, trying to give you as much comfort as she can, while Andy shoves an IV of cold fluids into you.
"Andy, call Maya. I think the heat stroke is a lo worse than I thought. She's not even sweating..."
As soon as Carina sees Andy running down the hall to find your firegirl, she immediately turns to you and takes the thermometer out of Vic's hands. She sticks it in your mouth, even though you are not very cooperative, and waits for you to make the sound to check your temperature: 104° F.
Carina gasps and her heart stops for a few seconds; she is more than aware that such a temperature is very dangerous and could even make you convulse.
You start sobbing and try to reach Carina with clumsy and uncoordinated movements, seeking the comfort of a hug. You feel so bad that you do not realize what you are doing; it is as if you have no control over your body. Your confused state only makes the doctor more concerned.
"Bella we can't, your temperature is too high."
Carina bites her lip, trying not to cry. She wants to hold you in her arms but she can’t.
"Car..."
Carina feels her heart stop when suddenly your eyes roll back and your body is suddenly shaken by convulsions.
"Damn it, no no no. Come back to me, Bella.”
Carina turns you on your side, pulling up the arms of the cot and takes care of your head.
"Vic, give her a 12-mg Diazepam drip!"
Vic goes to the station's medical supplies in a flash and rummages around until she finds what Carina asked for. She prepares the solution and inserts the IV into your left arm, which Carina says is your best arm for targeting veins.
In less than three minutes your body has stopped moving. Carina pulls your hair back from in front of your face and leaves a kiss on your forehead before unwinding the IV bag a bit to check the speed at which the drug is being administered.
"Carina!"
Maya Bishop, Captain of Station 19 as well as your girlfriend, comes running up to you. Concern fills her blue eyes that you love so much.
"What happened? Andy told me you were with her but she didn't tell me what it was about..."
Maya takes your hand between her own wincing in shock when she feels how much heat your skin is giving off.
"Shit, she's burning up. We have to get her to Grey's Sloan."
Carina and Maya exchange a glances. Carina twists her lower lip between her teeth and runs a hand through her hair. Both you and the blonde know that this gesture indicates that the brunette is very worried about something.
"No, you know how much she hates Bella hospitals. We can't, we can't do that to her. Let's take her to your office and use your shower to cool her down."
Maya leans over to take you in her arms but Carina stops her, shaking her head firmly.
"You have to be very careful Maya, we shouldn't even be moving her but we need to get her temperature down quickly. She had a seizure and I'm afraid she may still have another one.”
Carina whispers, her voice breaking as she thinks back to the feeling of a few moments ago. Maya takes a deep breath; she doesn't think she has ever been so scared in her entire life. She barely nods, taking you in her arms with such gentleness that she is surprised herself. Maya walks down the corridor to the door of her own office; Carina opens the door for you, and as soon as you cross the threshold, she closes it again.
The blonde firefighter lays you down on her bed, paying special attention to your head as Carina kneels beside you. She puts two fingers on your right wrist to check your pulse while looking at the clock on the wall.
"Pulse is dropping, we need to cool her down now, Maya-“
"Shit, she's seizing. Maya, help me!"
Carina turns you onto your side, removing the pillow from under your head and being very careful about the arm in which the IV needle is still stuck .
"Maya, Maya I need you to focus amore mio. She needs you; Maya look at me" Carina groans in frustration and concern for the blonde, watching her stand absolutely still in front of this horrible sight, "Maya!"
The firefighter blinks a few times before recovering from her shocked state and jumping into action. She lifts everything around that could hurt you and helps Carina hold you on your side so you don't choke on your own tongue.
It takes a good three interminable minutes before the seizure is over and Maya and Carina's arms ache from the force they had to use to hold you down.
"We're running out of time," Carina says, starting to remove off every layer of clothing but your underwear before taking you into her arms. Maya looks like a machine, she does everything Carina tells her to do - like turn on the shower, for example - but her eyes are blank, the Italian knows very well that the blonde is not in a good headspace right now but now the priority, as much as it hurts her to have to necessarily choose between the two of you, is you.
Maya turns on the tub's faucet and waits for it to fill. Carina steps in and slowly and gently losers you into the tub. You gasp, your eyes jerking open as your body feels the excessive change in temperature. A whimper escapes your lips as you try to pull away from the icy grip but firm hands hold you down, whispering excuses you don't want to hear right now.
"N-no, f-cold. I-I don't want to."
Chills run down your spine, making you whimper softly as you try to pulls your girls closer to you.
"I know Amore, I know... Shh, it's okay. You'll get better, you'll get better."
Carina rubs your back, somehow trying to comfort you without giving you too much heat.
The Italian puts her hand on your forehead, feeling that your temperature has dropped a bit.
"Maya I'm cold, I'm cold, I don't want to do this anymore. Please, I don't want to do this anymore."
The fever makes you start cry and your body is shaken by sobs that only make you feel worse.
Her name spoken by you make out of the near catatonic state she has been in.
“Baby, you need to calm down, this is not good for you okay? I promise it will be over soon but this way you are putting to much strain on your heart love. Please calm down."
Maya takes your hand and brings it to her own chest for you to follow her breathing and you do, unconsciously and maybe out of habit, but you do.
Carina keeps an eye on your heartbeat the whole time; her fingers never leaving your pulse for a moment, and her heart only seems to start beating again only when your pulse slows down and becomes stable again, at least for your current condition.
More than twenty minutes pass in the freezing water before you are finally covered with at least a T-shirt and then placed on the bed in Maya's office. Under cooling blankets, contrary to what you would have liked. Your mind is clearer and Carina and Maya are very relieved about that.
"What happened?"
Your voice is barely more than a whisper. You are struggling to find the words and your mouth feels as if it is stuck. It is also exhausting to talk right now, you can barely move your head towards them to look into their eyes as you speak.
"Heat stroke, Octavia brought you here Bella. You've had two convulsive episodes from a high fever. It's down now, but you're not out of the woods yet, so you need to rest."
Carina strokes your face as she points to the IV in your arm. As soon as you see it, you panic. You sit up and scratch your arm to pull the IV out. Under normal circumstances, you would think before you act but now, the delirium of heatstroke is just flying the last neurons you had.
"No no no, the press will go crazy with this news. I can't stay in the hospital, I have to get out of here; an OL soccer player in the hospital for heat stroke, n-"
Maya grabs your face and, to your and Carina's surprise, slaps you. Not so hard that it really hurts, but hard enough to bring you back to reality.
Although shock, fever, and heat stroke cloud your mind, you recognize where you are in a few moments.
"Oh...we're in your office."
You place the hand you were about to use to remove your IV at your side and give them a small apologetic smile.
"It's okay Bella, now get some rest. I'd like to keep you here a little longer for observation. We’ll take you home tonight, if all goes as it should."
Carina leans over you and plants a kiss on your lips, followed soon after by Maya.
"Now Maya and I will talk, you rest. Oh, and don't even think you've escaped the lecture. It’s waiting for you as soon as you feel better.”
Carina smiles at you with a wink and then leaves the office followed by Maya. Not before the latter mimics you an "I love you" with her lips and mentally asks you to pray for her. Surely, Carina won't let her get over the slap she gave you a few minutes ago.
Hey, thanks for reading. I know it's not much and it’s not that good but it's better than nothing, right? Write a comment and tell me what you think. Have a nice day!
p.s: I wrote this because it's like thirty-five degrees in Italy and I'm dying :)
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Step {Back} In Time
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Fem! OC
Author's Note: Hello and welcome. This is my season two fic (and sequel to Time and Chase). I will be posting daily. *Please note that I am well aware that Elliot Page portrays Viktor, but due to season two being before his transition, that is why his character is still Vanya. I am not deadnaming him and I sincerely hope I don't come across as such. I will transition when I write season three.*
Warnings: Exceptionally long post, cursing, violence, blood, and mentions of death.
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The End Of Something
~ * ~
On April the 1st, 2019, the Earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic event.
Billions of people were wiped out in a matter of minutes.
Ironically, the seven survivors of the apocalypse were the very family members who brought it on.
~ * ~
All of the Hargreeves were inside Elliot's place, watching the news unfold on a TV.
"Authorities are asking for help identifying several persons of interest at Dealey Plaza at the time of the assassination. The FBI believes they may have been acting in concert with the alleged shooter, Lee Harvey Oswald. Vanya Hargreeves, wanted in connection with the deaths of several FBI agents inside the federal building at Dealey Plaza. A Cuban exile known only as Diego…" the reporter said, showing photos of each member.
"Cuban?" Diego scoffed.
"…Who recently escaped from the Holbrook Sanitarium. A bare-knuckle boxer with suspected Mafia ties who fights under the alias "King Kong." Allison Chestnut, a Negro radical responsible for instigating and organizing the recent riots at Stadtler's lunch counter. And finally, Klaus, the controversial cult leader and known tax evader. The FBI is asking the public to be on the lookout for this unidentified boy and girl, who they believe are being held hostage by the suspected terrorist network."
Five and Karina glanced at one another.
"Well, it's true. I personally feel like I'm being held hostage most days," Five agreed.
"God, I hate that photo," Diego complained.
"They're saying I instigated the riot?" Allison scoffed. "That's unbelievable."
"Look, the good news is that we restored the timeline and we stopped doomsday," Luther sighed. "So-"
"Yeah, a bunch of real goddamn heroes. We let Kennedy die," Diego cut him off.
"Yeah, and now we're officially the most wanted people in the world," Allison piped up. "The FBI is after us, the Dallas police, the Secret Service. It's only a matter of time before they hunt us down here."
"Well, where are we supposed to go?" Vanya glanced around as Klaus made his way downstairs.
"I have this yurt just outside Reykjavik," he announced. "We could totally lay low there. Folks there are a little weird, but lovely."
"Hey, numbnuts," Five eyed him. "Hiding's not gonna make a difference here."
"The Commission will hunt us down wherever and whenever we go," Karina sighed.
"She's right. They'll never stop," Diego nodded.
That caused Five and Karina to slowly look at him in surprise.
"I'm sorry, since when are you an expert on the Commission?" Five crossed his arms defensively.
"Since I got back from there."
The two stared at him in shock. "What?"
"Yeah, they headhunted me, offered me a job. Full time with benefits, which I had to turn down," he responded.
Five couldn't hold back a forming smirk. "They headhunted you?" He scoffed. "The village idiot."
"Five! Be more sensible! Did they hurt you?" Karina looked at Diego in concern.
"I'm fine. Thanks Karina," he smiled at her and then glared at Five. "What, am I not allowed to be headhunted? Only the almighty Five needs to be in demand?"
"Diego, you're not Commission material, all right? Got an obstinate nature to ya," Five returned.
"Who do you think it was that figured out Vanya was the one that causes doomsday and stopped it? Me!"
Everyone scoffed or rolled their eyes.
"Hey!" Klaus interjected.
Diego bent down to Five's level. "That's who. I figured it all out on the Infinite Switchboard."
"You were on the Infinite Switchboard?" Five looked at him in surprise.
"Hell, yeah! I made that machine my bitch!" Diego boasted rather loudly. "Y'all need to recognize I got shit going on y'all don't even know about." He looked around.
"Oh, sorry. You've got things going on?" Allison shot.
"This isn't helpful," Luther muttered as he passed by.
"Look, I met the Résistance in their secret lair. All right? I went through orientation and I passed and I stopped doomsday," Diego remarked as Vanya went upstairs.
The others didn't notice however. They were arguing, of course.
"At least I wasn't busy playing with myself," Diego remarked.
"Can you dispense with the dick-measuring for five minutes?" Allison shot.
"Unless you can literally, 'cause Ben and I-" Klaus started.
"We don't have time for this," Luther cut him off.
"Yeah, the Feds could be here any minute," Karina added.
Allison nodded. "That's what I've been saying."
"I'm agreeing!" Luther was defensive.
Five eyed him. "Okay, calm down, Hairy-"
"Hey, it's King Kong. And I'm sick of your ass, okay?"
"Yeah, okay, you win," Diego mocked Luther.
"Guys, we need to move, okay? That is more important here. That is our only option," Luther retorted.
"We need to box those windows and stay here," Diego disagreed.
Vanya came back downstairs. "I'm leaving."
"What? To go where?" Allison stood up.
"Sissy's farm. Something's wrong with Harlan, and I need to help him," Vanya responded.
"Vanya, we need to stick together, okay? Now more than ever," Luther chimed in.
"That's why I'm telling you this. Whatever's going on with Harlan, I think I might've caused it."
"How?"
She sighed. "He drowned, and, uh, somehow I was able to bring him back to life. And now it's like we're connected."
"Wh-What does that even mean?" Luther glanced around in confusion.
"I don't know. I can't explain, but…I know that he needs my help," she sighed softly. "I need your help, too. I'm scared. And for the first time in my life, I don't wanna do it alone. I want my family by my side."
Everyone gazed at her quietly.
That was when Diego made the move. "Look, I'm sorry. We have other priorities right now."
"Diego's right. For once," Five added a bit reluctantly. "We need to make our stand here and now."
Vanya looked away, obviously let down. "Okay. I guess I'll see you when I see you." She left the room.
Karina glanced around at the siblings and shook her head. "I'm going after her," she announced.
"Rina! We can't. Not with everyone after us," Five stopped her and she turned around.
"Five, I'm sorry, but I can't just let her go off on her own like that. This probably isn't an easy decision for her either. I mean, put yourself in her shoes for a moment. Harlan's a young boy with frightening powers and you are the only one who can possibly help him control it. Wouldn't any of you want to help him and try to make things right?" Karina pointed out. Then she sighed. "Besides, either way we go, we're going down. So, I don't know about anyone else but, I might as well go down doing the right thing."
With that, she left the building as well before anyone could stop her. Vanya was in the car when Karina opened the door and slid into the front seat next to her.
"You know, my aunt and uncle used to own a farm," Karina casually began, smiling at a shocked Vanya. "I used to go horse back riding all the time when I was younger. The faster the horse went, the more I felt like I was soaring. Say, do Sissy and Harlan have any animals?"
"Karina, what are you-" Vanya was even more stunned when Klaus appeared.
"Hullo there ladies," he huffed as he slid inside next to Karina. "So, so, so…Ben, huh? Gone forever. Isn't he?"
Vanya was looking at him a bit sadly. "He traded his life for mine…while he saved the world in the process."
"Pfft," he scoffed. "Show-off. But did he…say anything about…me?"
Vanya nodded and Klaus looked intrigued.
"He wanted me to tell you that he was too scared to go to the light. It wasn't you that made him stay," she responded.
Klaus chuckled flatly. "Oh, that little shit-heel." He scoffed softly. "All these years, and I thought it was my fault that he didn't take his ticket to heaven." He laughed and then sighed when he looked down.
"Look, I'm sorry, but…you should get out, 'cause I need to-" Vanya started.
"Oh, no, I'm coming with. I can't let you and Karina face the unknown alone, right?" Klaus said as footsteps approached.
Diego and Allison slid into the backseats.
"Got room for two more?" Allison asked as the doors shut.
"What about the Commission?" Vanya looked back at them.
Diego sighed and glanced at Vanya and Karina. "Our dear sister-in-law was right. We might as well do some good before we die horribly."
"Whoo-hoo!" Klaus cheered as Karina smiled back.
"Oh!" Vanya jumped when she saw Five open the front door. "Five, you-you don't have to-"
"I know," he returned, looking at her. "You owe me one, sis." He looked at Karina and smiled softly, giving her a nod. Then he eyed Klaus. "You're taking up my seat next to my wife. Children ride in the back."
"Okay," Klaus didn't hesitate to slide over the front seat into the back row, quite literally.
Allison and Diego scrambled to make room.
"Whoa! Oh, Christ!" Allison muttered as Klaus grunted, plopping down.
Five slipped into the seat next to Karina, wrapping his arm around her. "In case you never knew this: you have a very convincing way with words, my darling."
"Good. I'm glad to hear that," she lightly joked and blushed when he kissed her cheek.
"Guys, I don't know what to say," Vanya looked at her family, touched by their support.
The trunk opened and Luther clumsily climbed in, making the car creak loudly and crunch some. The door slammed shut.
"Anyone makes a fat joke, and I'm outta here," Luther commented.
Vanya smiled and took off for the farm.
~ * ~
When they got to the farm, there was a huge snow storm swirling madly around in the sky. Energy crackled and sizzled. Lightning struck the barn.
"You think whatever's going on inside is causing the cold front?" Diego asked as everyone got out of the car.
"Well, the correlation is high," Five looked up at it.
"Sissy!" Vanya called out and the barn door opened. Sissy came racing out with a gun held high. "Sissy!" she rushed towards her.
"Get back!" Sissy yelled protectively. "All of you, just get the hell back!"
"Sissy! Hey! Hey! What's wrong?" Vanya was worried.
Sissy was panting some. "Carl."
"What did he do to you?"
"He's…He's dead," Sissy was breathing shakily now. "Harlan tossed him aside like a rag doll, same way you sent those policemen flyin'. What did you do to him?"
"No-"
"Vanya, what the hell did you do to my son?"
"Don't have time for this," Diego began to move forward.
"Where you think you're going?" Sissy aimed her gun at him.
"To help your son," he held his hand up disarmingly.
"Look, Sissy, I found my family. These are my brothers, my sister, and my sister-in-law," Vanya introduced them.
"Ma'am," Luther lifted a hand in greeting at Sissy.
"Were you lyin' to me the whole time?" Sissy questioned Vanya.
"Of course not. Look, I didn't know who I was. But I do now. And we are not the monsters that they say we are. We did not kill the president. We are not terrorists. We're not here to hurt anyone."
"Then…" Sissy paused softly. "Who are you?"
"The only one who can help Harlan," Vanya answered.
Sissy hesitated for a second before she nodded and everyone raced into the barn. Harlan was suspended in the air, jerking around and surrounded by a huge swirling surge of energy.
"Harlan?" Vanya yelled over the howling wind. "Harlan, it's Vanya!"
Harlan was gasping and twitching.
"Look, Harlan, I know you're really scared, but I can help you. I need you to listen to me, okay? Can you do that?"
Harlan continued gasping and a high-pitched tone resonated. Vanya began to glow as she went through the surge.
"Careful!" Five warned as everyone else watched anxiously.
Energy whooshed nearby, causing Klaus to go over to the door. He spotted two figures in the field in the distance.
"Uh…guys?" he spoke up. The others glanced his way.
"What?" Diego asked as he went over to his side, along with the others. "Ah, shit," he cursed.
"What, who are they?" Klaus wanted to know.
"One's the Handler, the other's Diego's girlfriend, Lila," Five answered.
"That's my ex-girlfriend," Diego corrected him instantly.
"What?" Klaus eyed him.
"You know what? Doesn't matter. They both look angry," Luther observed.
"Yeah. Our brother has that effect on people," Allison remarked.
"I'm gonna go find out what they want. You guys stay with Vanya and the kid," Five stepped out.
"I'm coming with you, too," Diego and Karina said in unison.
The three made their way out to the two.
The Handler chuckled. "I love the smell of that fresh country air, don't you, darling?" she asked Lila.
"Makes me want to vomit," Lila replied.
"What do you want?" Five got right to the point.
"To watch you and your pretty little blonde suffer," Lila seethed.
"What about me?" Diego spoke up.
"You're not even worth my wrath."
"Easy," the Handler chided. "We're here on official business."
"And what business is that?" Karina almost challenged.
"As the head of the Commission, I've decided to eliminate the criminals responsible for the assassination of the former board of directors," the Handler replied, causing Karina to exchange a look with Five.
"Yeah, right. We didn't kill the board," Diego remarked.
Five fidgeted some. "Uh, actually, Diego, that's not entirely accurate."
"You didn't tell them. Oh, Five. And Karina! I thought you would have known better to stop keeping big secrets from your family," the Handler mocked them.
"Five, Karina, what the hell did you two do?" Diego eyed them.
"What we had to to get our family home," Five replied.
"Until somebody reneged on our deal," Karina shot.
"Somebody wouldn't have reneged if somebodies could've met a simple deadline," the Handler shot back. "Alas."
"You set us up to fail," Five snapped.
"You set yourselves up to fail, friend. You and your wife and your brothers and sisters. Kinda the running theme of your little lives, isn't it?" the Handler laughed.
"Dude, I can't believe you and Karina killed the board of directors!" Diego exclaimed. "You have no idea how messed up the Commission is right now!"
That caught the Handler off-guard. "Messed up? Who's saying that?"
"Everybody. Christ, even the janitors think it's going to shit."
"That's not all they killed," Lila was shooting a death glare at Five and Karina.
"What are you talking about?" Five furrowed his brows.
"I never killed anyone," Karina added confusedly.
"Don't play dumb, you prepubescent pieces of shit."
"Enough. The point is, all of you are going to die today. Hmm?" the Handler was getting impatient now.
"Oh. Well, I don't like your chances. Seven of us, two of you," Diego challenged.
"You know, you're right. Let's change that," the Handler snapped her fingers.
Dozens upon hundreds of Commission Officers began to appear now. Diego and Five stepped back some as Five shoved Karina behind him.
"Oh, my God, Diego, why can't you just shut up for once in your life?" Karina muttered, clinging to Five's side.
The officers cocked their weapons into place. Five exhaled shakily, trying to calculate the odds of them making it out alive.
"So what do we do now?" Diego whispered.
"Well, we got two choices: fight and die now or run and die later. Either way, we're food for worms," Five replied honestly.
"Preference, doll?" Karina glanced at him.
"Wouldn't mind a few more minutes breathing air through the old windbags and spending a little more time with you, my love," he responded.
"Thanks, I'll be fine, too," Diego chimed in sarcastically.
"All right. Let's get this over with, shall we?" the Handler held up a red piece of fabric.
"Run!" Five yelled and the three fled the field.
The officers chased after them as rapid gunfire filled the air. They were ducking and avoiding the bullets as best as they could.
Diego grunted, barely missing a round. "We're not gonna make it!"
Five grabbed both him and Karina.
"What are you doing?" Diego shouted.
Suddenly they blinked out, reappearing near the house.
Diego stumbled some as Karina caught him. "Five, I think I'm gonna puke!" he exclaimed.
"No time!" Five remarked and the three raced behind the tractor, ducking for cover. Bullets struck the tractor, ricocheting off.
"You gotta blink us into the house, man!" Diego cried.
Five grabbed the two and tried to blink out, but his powers kept sputtering.
"What?!" Diego nearly shrieked.
"Shit, I'm out of fuel!" Five cursed himself out. "I'm too tired."
"Go! Both of you! I'll…I'll cover for you," Diego smacked Five.
"Diego, what are you-" Karina began.
"Go!" Diego raced out.
Five grabbed Karina's hand and yanked her to her feet as the two ran for the house. While Diego stopped most of the bullets, the two raced up the porch. Five yanked the door open and pushed Karina inside first. They slid under the table and he flung himself on top of her, shielding her. Bullets were still flying, glass was breaking, and the lights crazily flickered out.
Meanwhile outside, Vanya had joined the fight. She was flying above and sent a bright blue energy wave to take out the Commission Agents. The gunshots stopped as everyone slowly got up, wondering if this was the end and the fight was over with.
However, a glowing blue bubble encased Lila and the Handler. It dissolved as Lila reciprocated the same orb of energy as Vanya, flying up. She sent her own energy blast, sending everyone flying back. Five and Karina quickly moved from the window as Luther came crashing through the roof and into the living room.
"Luther, are you all right?" Karina asked as they hurried over to him.
"Oh, I think I swallowed my tongue," he rasped out.
"Luther, if you swallowed your tongue, you wouldn't be talking, you big moron," Five scoffed. "Come on, on your feet."
Luther groaned as he sluggishly got up with their help. "Hey, what the hell happened? What was that?"
"She must've redirected Vanya's energy wave," Karina glanced towards the window.
"Yeah, I know, but how?" Luther remarked.
Five glanced up as the chimney began to crumble. "Luther, Rina, watch out!" he shoved them out of the way as the bricks collapsed onto him and buried him.
"Five!" Karina screamed, racing over to the pile. "Five! No! Luther! Help me!" she began to panic.
"Five!" Luther began to try moving bricks.
Suddenly, Lila blinked in, chuckling when she saw them.
"What are you?" Luther slowly got to his feet as Karina scowled.
"Someone who wants to kill your brother," Lila responded coldly.
"Well, that's understandable. Diego can be a lot to handle," Luther admitted.
"Yeah, I was talking about Five."
"Him, too."
"And just for good measure, I'll just kill you too," Lila was glaring at Karina now.
Luther stepped in front of Karina. "But, unfortunately, they're family, so you're shit out of luck."
"Luther, wait!" Karina cried as he threw a punch.
Luther grunted, groaning when Lila caught his fist. He started grimacing as his leather glove creaked. "How is this possible?" he strained out and grunted.
"Gotta believe in yourself, big boy," she remarked before throwing him out of the house.
"Luther, no!" Karina cried.
"Luther!" Allison came running over to his side. "Luther!"
Lila glared back at Karina. "I'll be back for you and your pathetic excuse of a husband." She strode over to the hole in the wall. "Oi!" she caught Allison's attention. "Hi." She grinned.
Lila and Allison began to fight now as Karina went back to trying to unbury Five.
"Come on, love, where are you? I need you!" she was fighting desperately not to cry, scavenging through the pile. "Five, please, if you can hear me just say something or make a noise! Please!" she gasped when she looked up and saw Allison begin to choke. "Allison, no!" she exclaimed as Luther barely caught Allison.
Bricks began to shift as a groan came from beneath the rubble.
"Five!" Karina breathed a sigh in relief when his head slowly popped up. "Five, thank God!"
"Rina…" he coughed as she clumsily helped him to his feet.
"Lila! She-She-her powers! I-"
"Rina!" Five grabbed her by the shoulders. "I know, my love, I know. Are you okay, did she hurt you?"
Karina shook her head and he wiped her eyes gently.
"Okay. Let's go," he nodded, kissing her forehead comfortingly. He went over to the hole. "You looking for us?" he caught Lila's attention.
Lila saw him and scowled. "You little turd."
"Let's dance," Five blinked out.
The two blinked inside as Five caught Lila's fist and Karina ducked to avoid being kicked. Lila punched her back and she caught her other hand, shoving her back. Five threw another punch but Lila blinked to behind him. He whipped around and grunted when her fist collided with his face. He staggered back as Karina kicked Lila across the face and dodged a punch, kneeing her in the stomach.
"For the bloody Head of the Briefcase Division-" Lila punched Karina, shoving her into the nearest, standing wall. "You are remarkably good."
"What can I say, I had a good teacher," Karina spat, not forgetting how rather unfairly ruthless the Handler made her training sessions.
Five blinked in front of Lila but she punched him again and blinked out, reappearing on the counter. He inhaled sharply.
"Careful, now, or you are going to tire yourself out," she advised him mockingly.
"How are you doing this?" Five was breathless.
"Oh, anything that you can do, I can do better," Lila grabbed a nearby skillet and blinked out.
Five blinked out with Karina at the same time.
~ * ~
The three reappeared in the barn. Five saw Lila about to throw the skillet, so he blinked out with Karina. Lila turned and when they reappeared, she threw it. It hit Five clean in the head, causing him to shout and fall to the ground.
"Five!" Karina cried, whipping around to face Lila and punched her.
She staggered back, hitting her in the side. Karina yelped in pain, grabbing her hand and twisting it back.
"You little shit!" Lila blinked away and Karina stumbled some. Lila reappeared, tackling her to the ground and punching her.
Karina shouted, noticing her vision blur ever so slightly and her head start to pound relentlessly. Lila ended up kicking her in the ribs, causing Karina to curse loudly. She groaned in pain, clutching her stomach and curling up some. Before Five could make a move, Lila quickly put her foot on his throat, though he caught it just in time and struggled to stop her.
"Doesn't feel so good, does it?" Lila mocked him.
"Lila-" Karina wheezed out some.
"Oh, shut your mouth!"
"Eat shit and die!" Five choked out.
Lila cried out as he threw her off of him and she landed with a shout. Five groaned as he got up and he gently helped Karina to her feet.
"Come on. What are you waiting for? Let's finish this thing," Five readied himself, watching her angrily.
"No," she breathlessly whispered and sniffled some. "This isn't gonna be quick. For either of you. You two are going to suffer for what you did."
Five scoffed. "Lady, I got no idea what you're talkin' about."
"I never did anything to you," Karina added.
"Ronnie and Anita Gill," Lila spoke.
"Mean nothing to us," Five countered.
"1993, East London. You hog-tied them and you shot them in the head," Lila said to Five and looked at Karina next. "You, built the briefcase that sent him there. Guilty by association. If you hadn't made that bloody device, they would still be alive!"
Five paused, exchanging a look of realization with Karina. "The flower merchants," Five drew out quietly.
"They were your parents," Karina followed in a hollow voice.
"And they never did anything to anyone. They didn't deserve to die like that!"
Five remembered now. "You're right, all right? I killed them. But I killed a lot of people over the years. It was all just a job. All right?"
"And I didn't know anything about the mission. I made the briefcase because it was my job. All I knew was the time and the location. Not who," Karina added reasonably.
"What we did was never personal," Five finished.
Lila laughed bitterly. "'Never personal,' my ass. Yeah, I've killed. It's always, always personal."
"That's why you're not cut out to be an assassin."
"Bet your life on that?" Lila challenged, pulling out a dagger.
"You wanna blame someone? Blame the Handler, all right? She faked the kill order," Five told her, pushing Karina behind him protectively.
"Bullshit," Lila spat. "I saw the kill order and the briefcase instructions. AJ Carmichael ordered it, and you both carried it out."
"Lila, listen to what we're telling you, all right? The Handler gave Five the kill order and she gave me the briefcase blueprints," Karina tried to stay calm.
"She came on the job, which she'd never done before," Five continued. "You're Commission. You know execs never go on jobs, but that day in London, she was there. Ask yourself why."
"Stop trying to muddy the waters," Lila hissed.
"I never realized what she was up to at the time, but…now it all makes sense."
"What?"
"She never cared about your parents-" Five began and Karina chimed in in realization when he said, "She was looking for you."
"Why?" Lila barely made out in a whisper.
Diego suddenly came into the barn with the others. "'Cause you're one of us. The Handler stole you, Lila. Just like our asshоlе father took all of us."
"No. It's not the same thing," Lila argued.
"You're right. Because he didn't have our parents murdered," Diego tried to keep her calm. "Listen to me, Lila. You were born October 1, 1989, the same day as all of us."
"Stay back!" Lila yelled at the others started to surround her and everyone backed away.
"Hey! Hey, stop! Wait. Wait. Hey! Lila? Lila, stop," Diego ordered.
"I trusted you. I got you a job, I even introduced you to my mother, and then you took off on me," Lila accused.
"Because I needed to save the world!" Diego interrupted her. "She's using you, Lila. The Handler."
"You're wrong. She raised me. She loves me," Lila fought.
"Yeah, you know what? Love shouldn't have to hurt this much," Luther spoke up.
Lila looked at him and then mockingly gagged.
Luther frowned. "All right, I tried."
"He's right. We have to kill her," Five went near Lila.
"Hey! Five!" Diego shouted to him.
"Five, stop, just wait a minute," Karina caught his arm.
"I got it," Diego reassured his brother and then looked back at Lila. "Hey, Lila. Truth? She's dangerous. And you're scared of what she'll do with all that new power. That's why you dragged me to the Commission. Because I know what it's like to love dangerous people." He was gazing at her now. "Difference is…" He glanced around at his family. "They love me back."
"Shut up," Lila quietly choked out, holding her knife up at him.
"The only thing she loves is power. Now, the minute she can't use you, she will turn on you, and deep down, I know you know that."
"You don't know me, Diego."
"Don't I?" he was standing in front of her now, looking down at her and she was gazing up at him through watery eyes. "I know that we can be your family…if you just let us."
Lila glanced around at the Hargreeves surrounding her. The moment was ruined however when an automatic gunfire went off, shooting everyone down as Lila dove out of the way.
"Diego, no," Lila choked out as she rushed to his side.
The Handler glanced around triumphantly and strolled into the barn. Lila was sniffling over Diego's body.
"Aww," the Handler almost mocked.
Lila sat back on her knees blankly. "It's true, what Five and Karina said, isn't it?"
"Darling, I need to know that we can get past this, be a happy family again. Hmm?"
Lila looked at her, slowly standing up. "They're my real family." She went over to stand in front of the Handler. "Do you even love me?"
The Handler merely gazed at her and just when Lila was about to stab her, the Handler shot her down as well.
"Que será, será," the Handler hummed over her. Soft, pained gasps made her turn and look to see who remained: Five. "Oh, good. You're still alive." The Handler walked over to his side. "Lucky you. You got to see how this all played out."
The Handler raised her gun to kill him, but another gunshot rang out. The Handler gasped sharply and fell to the ground, dead.
Five felt the agonizing pain of several bullets slowly taking his life away. Every breath got harder to inhale and every blink made his eyelids heavier. His siblings were already dead, surrounding him. And Axel was looming over Five, the head of his gun pointing down at him.
If talking wasn't feeling like a heavy burden, Five would have dared him to pull the trigger. His mind was racing enough, wondering if this was the end of the Umbrella Academy. If this was truly where all his efforts and plans on ending apocalypses and saving his family landed him.
Five swallowed a lump in his throat as his eyes flicked to his left. And that's where he saw her.
Karina.
Five wanted to believe she was just asleep. She was just resting. He knew better. Losing his family was one thing. Losing his significant other was another.
He looked back up at Axel, feeling energy from his determination and desperation to save his family build within him. Familiar blue light began to form in his hands. Voices and memories of his siblings echoed in the back of his mind.
"This doesn't have to mean the end. We can use my ability to time travel," Five told his siblings in 2019, in the opera house.
"You got us stuck here in the first place," Luther accused him when he was at the bar.
He remembered himself and Karina fall through the portal between 1963 and 2019.
"Start small. Seconds, not decades," Sir Reginald Hargreeves himself, advised.
"You were always eager for more. More and more. Insatiable, really. Use that hunger to save the world," Karina told him when they were planning on escaping The Commission.
Five could slowly hear her now over all the other voices. And he clung to that.
"If you go, so do I. We're in this together. We vowed to do things together," her voice continued to echo.
"I'm right here. I'm not leaving you, I promise."
"I trust you more than anyone."
"I believe in you."
"Show me how we're good. Because, I think we could do some good."
"Home became a person and not a place anymore when I met you."
"Let's go save the world, my darling."
Five was desperately grappling onto those memories. Latching onto anything that kept him grounded, because in truth, Karina kept him grounded. He saw the events around him in an almost rewind motion. The Handler's death reversed, his siblings deaths reversed, Karina's death reversed, and everything reversed.
Five felt himself running back through time, literally. He got to the other side of the barn where he cut off his powers. Everyone was alive again.
Diego was standing in front of Lila, looking down at her and she was gazing up at him through watery eyes. "I know that we can be your family…if you just let us."
The moment that the Handler appeared, Five grabbed her gun and pointed it at her. She gasped, slowly holding her hands up in surrender.
"It's true, isn't it?" Lila asked her. "What Five and Karina said."
The Handler looked away, wondering how to overpower the group.
"Answer me!" Lila snapped. "Is it true?"
"Well-" the Handler began but Axel appeared from behind and shot her down.
She grunted softly and fell to the ground, dead. Everyone was horrified as Lila eyed the lone briefcase. She lunged for it.
Luther gasped. "The case!"
"No!" Diego tackled him and they landed with a grunt.
Luther groaned as Lila blinked out with the briefcase. Five cocked his weapon, looking at Axel closely. Everyone evenly watched Axel before Five held his hand up and dropped the gun.
"Enough," Five spoke.
Axel glanced around the room. "Enough," he returned in Swedish, tossing his gun and leaving the barn.
"I almost had her. Why the hell did you stop me?" Luther glared at Diego.
"Because…I love her," Diego strained out a smile as they got to their feet.
"Who the hell was that guy?" Klaus pointed to where Axel left.
"Vanya! Help!" Sissy's voice cried.
Vanya gasped. "Harlan!" she raced out.
Everyone exchanged a glance and then raced down to where they were.
"Sissy?" Vanya called out.
Harlan was cowering on the ground, surrounded by yet another swirling surge of energy.
"Harlan? Harlan! Whatever it is I gave you, I can take it back, okay?" Vanya joined him as everyone outside watched anxiously. "We just, we need to stop this."
Harlan whimpered softly. Vanya put her hands on the boy and energy began whooshing. Soon a bright orb of blue and a small wave rippled through the air, breaking through the surge and ending it. Vanya gasped, falling back. She was panting as she looked at Harlan, who was back to normal now. He looked at Sissy.
She gasped softly and raced over to her son. "Oh, baby. Oh, baby. Oh!" she hugged him tightly, sobbing gratefully.
Vanya looked up at her family with a smile.
A familiar whoosh sounded outside and Diego, Five, and Karina went to see who it was. Luckily, it was only Herb and Dot.
"Herb. Dot," Five greeted when they met in the middle.
"Hi," Dot greeted as Herb chuckled.
"Sup, Herbie?" Diego exchanged a high five/slap/fist bump greeting.
"Hey! My man," Herb chuckled.
"All good?" Diego asked.
"Good to see you guys," Karina smiled.
Dot lit up. "Karina! Good to see you, my dear." She hugged her tightly.
"If it isn't the always lovely Mrs.," Herb shook her hand next. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Hi Herb. It has been some time," Karina smiled as Five wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing a gentle kiss into her hair.
Herb blew out some air and sighed. "I can't believe it. Is she…?"
"Really dead this time?" Five finished.
"Oh, yeah," Diego confirmed.
"Oh," Herb whispered.
"Now that the Handler's gone, what happens at Commission?" Karina inquired curiously.
Herb hesitated to answer.
"Just tell them!" Dot urged him.
"Eh-" Herb relented. "Well…we need to elect a new board of directors. But, until then, I, um…I've been voted in as acting chairperson."
Dot squealed softly and clapped happily.
"No shit. Congrats, Herbie," Diego told him as Five and Karina smiled from the news. "That's huge!"
"I'm so goddamn nervous!" Herb admitted.
"You'll do fine," Five reassured him warmly.
"Oh, thank you."
"Herb, we need a favor," Five continued.
"Oh, sure, anything."
"A briefcase. Get back home, where we belong."
Herb glanced around at the field. "Take your pick."
~ * ~
Later that night while everyone was saying their goodbyes and making last minute checks to know that everything would be set right, Five found Karina sitting off near a tree.
"Peaceful isn't it?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
Karina nodded, looking down at her necklace. She was fiddling with it thoughtfully.
"Hey," Five took her hand, stopping her. He looked at her. "What's going through that pretty head of yours?"
She sighed. "Nothing. It's nothing."
"It looks like something to me. You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"It'll probably sound insane," Karina scoffed under her breath.
"Insane?" Five repeated. "My darling, you managed to rally up my siblings in a matter of minutes when it has taken me hours or days. Believe me, you are the most sane person out there."
"Jealous, are we?" she eyed him teasingly.
He laughed airily. "No. Impressed. And proud. Besides, it proves my point. If they don't listen to me, at least they listen to you."
"I think I was a little too harsh," she admitted.
"Harsh? That was the nicest, "suck it up assholes", speech we've ever gotten. You rightfully put us in our place and look where it got us. We won," Five smiled.
Karina softly smiled back and looked down again.
"Rina," he tilted her chin up to face him. "Tell me what's troubling you."
Karina sighed. "It's Lila and her situation with the Handler. You know, I always wondered why she kept me as a kid. And now I seriously want to know why. I didn't have any powers. I wasn't made of magic. I'm just…me. Ordinary, local me. I didn't have anything special to offer. So, why did she take me from the one thing I ever knew as family?"
Five looked at her sadly. He bit his lip. Here he was, always used to having the answers. But this one? Unfortunately he didn't. And that hurt immensely, because he knew deep down Karina craved to have that answer.
"Oh, my love, I wish I knew," he sighed softly. "I'm sorry."
Karina nodded blankly. "Me, too."
"You know, if you want to see the better side of it…we would have never met," he tried to cheer her up. "I wouldn't have found you."
"I know. I am grateful to have you," Karina smiled at him.
"As am I," he pulled her into him in a tight, loving embrace. "And I never want to lose you. Ever."
She relaxed into his arms, feeling him kiss her forehead. She wondered and worried why exactly he said that, but, she didn't linger on it.
Of course she had no idea she died and he rewound time after seeing her dead body next to him.
"Hey! Lovebirds! Let's get out of here!" Diego called to the couple.
Five grinned, getting to his feet and helping Karina up to hers. He gave her forehead another kiss, making her laugh before he blinked them over. Everyone huddled up as Luther exhaled.
"Everyone ready?" Five looked around.
"Let's do it, yeah," Luther nodded.
"Okay."
They all took one another's shoulders.
"Wait!" Klaus exclaimed. He hurried over to grab a cowboy hat hanging from the porch railing.
"Fifty bucks if we leave him here," Diego whispered to Five and Five shot him a look.
Klaus ran back to the others and nodded. Everyone braced themselves as Five activated the briefcase. It clicked open and with a bright blue flash, took all of the Hargreeves out of 1963, Dallas.
~ * ~
April 2, 2019
They all reappeared in the entry hall of the Hargreeves Mansion. Everyone gasped, stumbling back.
Allison sighed, panting as she looked around.
"Oh, good God," Luther choked out.
They were all panting and groaning.
"Wh-What day is it?" Klaus wanted to know.
Five grabbed a newspaper from the table. "April 2, 2019. Day after the apocalypse," he announced.
"Wait, so we stopped it," Allison said.
"My God, it's over?" Vanya was elated from that.
"Did we…actually succeed at something?" Klaus whimpered.
"That's incredible!" Karina exclaimed.
Everyone laughed triumphantly.
"Oh!" Klaus cried happily.
"All right!" Luther cheered.
"I don't know about you guys, but I need a drink," Klaus announced.
Luther nodded. "Yes. In fact, I need several."
"I'm in. I'm in," Diego and Vanya echoed.
"I should go find Claire," Allison spoke up.
"Oh, come on, one drink," Luther took her over to them.
"No…" she sighed and ran some to catch up with the others.
Klaus began making the drinks as the others wandered into the living room. Diego slowly made his way to the fireplace, though he was eyeing it in confusion.
"Why is there a painting of Ben over the mantelpiece?” he asked.
Everyone stared up at the portrait in confusion.
"I knew you'd show up eventually," a hauntingly familiar male voice to their left sounded.
The Hargreeves whipped around to see a very alive Sir Reginald Hargreeves standing at the other fireplace.
"Dad," Diego recognized him softly.
Everyone stared at Dad in disbelief and caution.
"You're alive," Luther followed.
"Why shouldn't I be?"
"Yeah. Y-Yeah, you're right. I'm…I'm just happy that we're home and…together again," Luther corrected himself.
"'Home'?" Sir Reginald repeated. "This isn't your home."
Allison was taken back. "What are you talking about? This is the Umbrella Academy."
"Wrong again," Sir Reginald remarked. "This…is the Sparrow Academy."
From behind them, footsteps approached and they turned around. The silhouettes of five people, along with a floating red cube appeared on the landing above.
Down below, Ben Hargreeves himself made his way in, to their shock. He stared at the newcomers coldly and angrily.
"Dad, who the hell are these assholes?" he demanded.
"Shit," the Umbrella Academy collectively cursed.
~ * ~
We must use time as a tool,
not as a crutch.
~ John Fitzgerald Kennedy
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