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CHAPTER TEN remember my name
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VANYA. FIVE HAD FOUND VANYA.
A thousand conflicting emotions whirled through Nadine's core at the idea of seeing Vanya again. Technically, she hadn't known Vanya for long, but in that short amount of time they'd spent together, so much had happened between them. A deep connection, one Nadine couldn't exactly explain, had slotted into place.
Nadine had—well, she'd fallen for Vanya, hadn't she? Not amorous, entranced, head-over-heels love, but there had been something there regardless. She'd cared for Vanya. And she'd loved her, no matter the destruction Vanya had wrought. Vanya may have brought down the Academy, killed Pogo and Grace, and ended the world, but it had been a lapse in control. She had power, so much of it, and back in 2019, she hadn't had anyone to help her control it. Instead, her family had treated her like a bomb that was about to go off, and so she'd become one.
It wouldn't happen again. Nadine wouldn't let it. Even if the world did end for the second time, it wouldn't be Vanya who brought it on. She would not deal with another world's worth of guilt on her shoulders. But if she did have to carry a burden, she wouldn't carry it alone. Nadine would hold it with her, every step of the way.
Her heart pounded with anticipation as she followed Five to Vanya's location. The two of them were in a cornfield in a remote part of Dallas, where the sun shone hot and dry. Leaves crunched underneath their feet, and cornstalks scratched at their arms. It was a strange place for Vanya to end up in, but Five was insistent. Apparently, Elliott had set up a program that recorded bursts of abnormal energy. This meant that if Vanya used her powers, the atmospheric radar machine would pick up on it and pinpoint her exact location.
Or, somewhere near her exact location. The cornfield was giant, but the time had gone by so slowly that Nadine swore she'd picked her way through the entire thing. Thirty minutes had passed, and there was still no sign of Vanya. Was it possible the machine had been wrong?
"No," Five snapped when Nadine voiced these concerns. "There's nothing out here that could set off the alarm—nothing except for Vanya. She's here."
Although the first apocalypse had proved that Five's help was crucial, Nadine still wished that she could do this on her own—or, at least, with any other member of the Umbrella Academy. Those two years away from him had made her forget what an asshole he was. A condescending, patronizing asshole with a superiority complex the size of Jupiter. Would it kill him to be pleasant for once? Would he ever speak to her without a layer of disdain coating his tone? Perhaps she was being hypocritical—she was just as rude back, sometimes—but come on. At least she didn't speak to others with the kind of egotism that told them she thought they were far beneath her. At least sometimes, she tried to be nice.
