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Wandering into a random apartment, Dahlia nudged Ben playfully, walking behind Alison and Klaus. They had been drinking smoothies (Allison and Klaus' being alcoholic) when they had been found by Five, who revealed he had found the rest of the Hargreeves siblings and in his usual secretive fashion, he announced that they needed to come with him.

And so here they were, in the entrance of a random apartment.

Glancing up at the railing, Dahlia paused at the familiar faces staring back down at them. An unfamiliar man stood beside Diego, the man flicking a knife between his hands. At his side was Luther, the ape-like man eyes widening at the sight of his family stood before him. Then, there was Vanya, a timid smile on her lips as she took in the scene.

"Wow, I know this is impossible, but," Klaus began, wrapping an arm around Dahlia's shoulder as he pulled her into his side, "did we all get sexier?"

A snort passed Dahlia's lips as she shook her head at her best friend's antics. As the others had their emotional reunion, the woman reached forward and snatched his glasses off his face and put them on her own, turning to Ben for support, sending him an innocent smile.

Ben chuckled and shook his head, raising his thumb to point upwards, which made her smile brighten.

Eyes darting to the woman, Vanya recognised her as Dahlia. Of course she had no memory as to who she was but she had been filled in about everyone. Five had said she was basically family at this point, always clung to Klaus, as if they were attached by the hip. According to the others, she was the one who kept their brother in check, although admittedly, it was unsuccessful majority of the time.

"I can't believe I have a sister." Vanya announced, bouncing on the balls of her feet excitedly, rushing down the steps to greet the others.

As she wrapped Allison in a quick hug, Dahlia separated from Klaus and felt her body be pulled into an embrace from none other than the knife wielding sibling. A chuckle passed her lips as she hugged him back, mumbling about how his hair made him look very fitting of the era.

Out of everyone in the family, Dahlia felt attached to Klaus the most, for obvious reasons, but Diego was up there as well. Despite the fact that when they had first met she had a knife thrown in her direction, the two had formed an odd relationship, based on teasing remarks and a sense of trust. He knew she tried to keep his brother on the right track and despite many failed attempts, she somehow had a better success rate than most of his siblings. Diego supposed he felt grateful to the woman, knowing that despite his brother's nature and habits, she never gave up on him.

"Is he drunk?" Diego mumbled into her hair as the woman scoffed, glancing at her best friend who was sticking his tongue out at Ben from across the room.

Pulling away from the hug she just nodded and Diego sighed, going to go and greet his brother in their usual way.

"Klaus." Five suddenly called out, a considerate expression on his face as he watched Dahlia walk to the opposite end of the room, nudging the air. "Is Ben here?"