Once the five of us got to Elliot's place, everyone else was there. The second we stepped foot I was engulfed into someone's arms.
"I'm so glad you're okay."
"I'm glad you aren't dead, Diego," I said hugging him tighter,"you fucking idiot! Charging at dad, really!"
"It wasn't, dad," Diego whispered, with a sad look on his face.
"I'm sorry,"I whispered back pecking him on the lips.
We walked further in to see the rest of the family in black and my stomach sunk knowing what history has placed upon us.
"I should go change," I whispered as I started heading toward the stairs when and hand grabbed me.
"Naomi, I remember," I turned to see Vanya looking at me with pure delight.
I basically jumped her forgetting that Benji was back in the baby carrier, until he started letting out little grunts of protests.
"This is Benji," I said taking him out of the carrier and handing him to Vanya who started coddling him and hugging him tightly.
As I watched the wholesome scene I felt my hand being tugged and saw Klaus with a neutral look on his face.
"Come one let's pick something out for your to wear."
He tossed me his leather jeans from the future that was originally mine and I just decided to stick to a cute bralette of mine and covered myself with a black trenchcoat of mine and some men's boots that conveniently fit me.
I tossed myself onto the bed next to Klaus who was looking sad.
"Why the long face," I said with a smile, and booping his nose.
"He's gone Naomi,"
"I'm sorry about Dave-"
"No, no, not Dave. Ben, he's gone."
"What," I gasped out the smile on my face falling slowly.
"He sacrificed himself, to stop Vanya."
There were no words I could muster and I sob spilled out of my throat as I covered my mouth with my hands, which I could feel start to shake, along with my entire body. Klaus just wrapped his arms around me as he gently lowered me on the bed so he could comfort me with cuddles like he would when I was having a panic attack when we were younger. It took me a few minutes for my body to stop shaking, and I just laid there staring at the wall with numb eyes.
"Naomi it wasn't your fault," Klaus whispered hugging me tighter.
"I know, I know," I muttered, blinking away tears,"I just can't believe he's actually gone now."
We could hear the tv being turned on and we knew we had to head back downstairs. Before we did, I wrapped my arms around Klaus hugging him, knowing he lost his best friend who wasn't biologically his sibling. Vanya handed Benji to me before heading upstairs and Grace was in Diego's arms.
"Are you okay,"Diego whispered, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Yeah, yeah, it's nothing. I promise,"I muttered back, resting my head on his shoulder in process, before turning my attention to the tv that had Vanya's mugshot.
"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..."
"Cuban,"Diego and I scoffed at the same time.
"...who recently escaped from the Holbrook Sanitarium. A bare-knuckle boxer with suspected Mafia ties who fights under the alias "King Kong."," I snorted at this,"Allison Chestnut, a n*gro 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."
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Tiny Dancer [on hold]
FanfictionNaomi Hargreeves is a well known ballerina was married to an abusive husband with a 6 year old daughter and 19 weeks with her second child, but before she was known for her dancing skills she was known as Number 8, Number 2's love interest and the...
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