Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

4} Alice Reunion And Daddy Klaus

Ugh, why does my head hurt? Where am I? Where's Five? I need to kick his ass for this, I'm assuming.

Jenna let out a harsh groan as she woke up and stretched herself awake. She hung her feet over the edge of the couch for a moment before standing up on her wobbly feet. She made her way over to the kitchen counter and grabbed some ibuprofen to help with her hangover from Vanya's small pill bottle cluster near the window. She opened a few cabinets in search of a glass, eventually giving up and just slurping cold water straight from the sink faucet. She fixed her hair and wiped her mouth clean from any excess water that dribbled from the corners of her lips, squinting at the clock across the room in the process. The clock read 8:30. It was entirely too early for Jenna to wake up by choice. With a huff, she wandered back into the living room and over to the coffee table where there just so conveniently laid a note from Five.

Good morning Love,
I don't know how much you remember from last night, you drank a lot, but I told you I was leaving. I'll be at the Meritech Prosthetics building, but will probably have made it back to the Academy by the time you read this. Hope you slept well, Angel.
See you soon,
Your little pocket watch <3

That fucking... fuckface. He needs to stop making me question our marriage in both directions. Either be a shit husband or a fabulous one, not both!

Jenna folded the note up and placed it in her coat pocket as soon as she snatched it from the arm of the couch and threw it on. After slipping her shoes on and leaving the comfort of Vanya's apartment, Jenna started her trek to find Five. She had full intentions of walking the entire way, but soon realized just how far away it was. Instead of suffering through the agonizingly long journey on foot, she decided it was in her best interest to call an Uber. She pulled out her Comms device provided to her by the Commission and placed her request. After two minutes of waiting later, her driver, Alice, pulled up to get her.
"Hello, I'm Alice, I'll be your driver-"
Alice cut herself off with a horrified scream when she looked up and saw Jenna, who didn't even open the door, but opted to phase through it instead. That wasn't even close to the most shocking part for Alice.
"Woah!" Alice clutched her chest while trying to calm her breathing, "How'd you teleport into my Uber and why do you look like my dead best friend?"
"Alice!?" Jenna's eyes lit up.
"Jenna!?" Alice's face broke out in a goofy smile.

Jenna hopped over the center consul and into the passenger's seat to give Alice the biggest hug she could muster.
"How are you alive?" Alice pulled back and grabbed Jenna's face in her hands, "Is this like in '86 again when we all thought you were dead, but really you were trapped in the Upside Down? Why are you still little? Holy shit, there is way too much going on for my brain to comprehend."
"It's okay," Jenna tried to calm her dear friend down, "One question at a time. It is kinda like '86 except this time some dweeb teleported me into the apocalypse before Vecna could kill me. Second question: I'm little because of some wrong time travel calculations. I'm really 58."

"Oh my god," Alice pulled her hands away from Jenna and started to dig them into her own hair, "I need to tell everyone."
"Is Steve still alive?" Jenna gulped.
Alice paused for a moment, "Yeah. But..."
"But?"
"But he's not doing too well. He's been sick for the past couple of years. Poor guy only has your brother, Robin, and I to help look after him."
"So, he's not married or..."
"Nope. He could never get over you. That mixed with his fear of losing someone he loved again just wasn't worth the risk to him. He had a few girlfriends, but none of them lasted long."
"I wish he'd moved on. I mean, I'm married. Have been for the past thirty years."
"To the teleporting dweeb?"
"Yes, to the teleporting dweeb," Jenna laughed, "Are you and Robin together?"
"Yup," Alice lifted up her hand to show Jenna her ring, "Got married as soon as it was legal. No kids though. How 'bout you? I mean, thirty years is a really fucking long time."