GHOST - Five Hargreeves X Umbrella Academy

2:19

Violet and Five had left that room to head back to the others, their hands linked together. Before they reached the top of the stairs however he felt a pull, making him stop in place and look over his shoudler.

Violet was frozen with her eyes fixated on the stairs, an unreadable expression crossing her face.

The others were still talking and didn't even notice them standing above.

He saw that look and didn't need to be a genius to know she was plain uncomfortable, and he didn't need to know the ins and outs of why. He just blinked them down to the first floor, a little away from where everyone else sat and squeezed her hand.

She looked up at him curiously.

He shrugged with an easy little smile. "This ways quicker, right?"

Her heart warmed and she thought only one thing - thank you.

Five opted to stand with his back against the pillar, arms crossed, while Violet sat cross legged in front of his feet - neither of them were really listening to the others conversation, deeming it unimportant, and simply stared off into space in their own little worlds.

Despite the situation they were all in, they still had the tiniest of smiles on their faces.

When Vanya ran downstairs in a clear hurry, Violet began tapping her hands on her knees in a rhythm she could easily focus on and repeat.

"I'm leaving."

They all looked up, conversation ceasing abruptly.

"What?" Allison frowned, folding her arms. "To go where?"

"Sissy's farm. Somethings wrong with Harlan and I need to help him."

"Vanya, we need to stick together, okay?" Luther spoke up dissaprovingly. "Now more than ever."

Violet frowned down at her lap.

"That's why I'm telling you this," she said evenly, glancing around at each of them. "Whatevers going on with Harlen, I think I might have caused it."

Luther frowned in confusion. "How?"

"He drowned, and, uh, somehow I was able to bring him back to life," she explained, or tried to. "And now it's like were connected.'

"What does that even mean?"

"I don't know," she sounded overwhelmed and gestured with her hands in frustration. "I can't explain, but... I know that he needs my help. I need your help too. Okay, I'm scared. And for the first time in my life, I dont want ot do it alone. I want my family by my side."

The womans eyes swept across everyone individually, lastly landing on Five who's expression was stoic as ever above Violet.

She was pleading with them all, her family, and Violet would have gone with her whether she asked her to or not. During the sixties she had missed Vanya a lot.

She glanced up at Five who rose an eyebrow down at her, face blank. She huffed to herself and stood beside him, still tapping her thighs absently.

Diego was the first to speak, although reluctantly. "Look, I'm sorry. We have other priorities right now."

Violet looked sadly at Vanya, who's expression fell. This wasn't fair. Their priority should have been sticking together - not doing so had led to countless vital errors on their attempts to get back to twenty nineteen and save the world - and now they were just going to give up on that notion?

The boy beside her muttered, "Diego's right," and she shot him a disappointed look.

Vanya looked around at them all, one by one, all of them avoiding eye contact except for the one person she expected it from; Violet. The girl shyly dipped her head, almost unnoticeable, but she saw it and twitched the faintest of smiles because at least she had someone.