Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

22} Visits To The Psych Ward

Jenna grabbed onto Five like she was about to die and he clung right back.
"I missed you," She mumbled into his shoulder, savoring his warmth and comfort.
"Oh, I missed you too, Lovey," He rubbed up and down her back gently, just glad to know that she was okay and safe.
"You were only gone a few minutes from me, I've been here months without you. Calm down," Jenna lifted her head up from Five's shoulder to see Elliott cowering in the corner of the kitchen, "Elliott, I told you, he's my husband. It's okay."
"How'd you do that?" Elliott questioned while pointing a knife towards Five with a shaky hand.
"Don't really have time to explain," Five smirked and let go of Jenna.

"Jenna, is this a part of the time travel thingy or is he from the Pentagon?" Elliott pulled her close to him and whispered in her ear.
"It's-"
"CIA? FBI? KGB?" He continued to ramble.
"Is that fresh?" Five pointed to the coffee pot and spatial jumped to pour himself a cup.
Elliott shook in fear while Jenna grabbed his hand and started to lower the knife down towards the ground, "Put the knife down. It's the time travel thing. He's fine."
"Hmm," Five gave Elliott a content nod after taking a sip of his coffee, "Is this Colombian?"
"It's my own blend," Elliott shrugged and lowered the knife in return.
"AHHHHH!" Bill ran out from behind the couch with a heavy book, trying to knock Five out with it.

"BILL!" Jenna sprinted to him, lightly shocking him when he kept charging towards her husband.
"What the fuck, Jenna?" He rubbed his arm where he was zapped, "He can't just come walking back into your life all of a sudden like that and expect things to be okay."
"It's not what you think," Jenna slowly approached him, "It wasn't his fault... not fully anyways. It was a time travel issue."
"A what?" He slammed the book down on the counter, "Jen, you're starting to sound like Elliott with all that supernatural, conspiracy mumbo jumbo. Are you sure he's not rubbing off on you?"
"He's not, I promise," Jenna reassuringly patted him on the shoulder.

Five took a stroll around the home, looking over and nodding at all of the conspiracy headlines plastered about, "Hey, uh, ever heard of Area 51? Roswell?"
Elliott snapped his eyes up to Five with a bright, intrigued, and content gleam about them, "Hot damn! Whooo! See, I always knew I wasn't one of the only ones. You picked a good one, Jenna. See, my Eleanor thought my head wasn't screwed on tight, but... but it's all true, yeah? UFO's, crop circles-"
"Well, the truth is out there," Five rolled his eyes, sipping on his coffee in the process.
"No, no, no, no, no," Elliott flailed his arms about trying to point to everything around his home, "The... the truth, it's... right here in front of us. Tell me, why's it always an anal probe?"
"Good going starting him on one of his rants, Babe," Jenna sighed, "He did this the morning after I showed up here. Once the realization kicked in that I time traveled here."
"Get any closer, bud, and I'll melt your brain," Five fake-smiled.

"Jen's husband needs a little space," Elliott backed away towards Bill and Jenna with his hands up in surrender, "I'll give him space."
"All those contraptions on the roof, you built those, right?" Five inquired.
"Yeah, yeah, sure did," Elliott proudly smiled, "I've been tracking anomalies in the atmosphere."
"I helped him build them to keep track of your siblings and when they got here," Jenna elaborated.
"They're here?" Five lowered the mug from his lips before he could take another sip.
"It all started in 1960," Elliott explained dramatically, "The year the Silvertone Omega was released. I was in the middle of a sale when something very... strange happened. So, for the past three years, I've witnessed six energy surges in that alleyway out back. One of those being Jenna here. Same thing every time. A bright blue light, then something appears."

"You're sure they're my siblings?" Five set his mug down on the counter before approaching Jenna and the guys.
"First one was Klaus," Jenna explained, "Then Luther, Allison, me, Diego, and finally Vanya. I never got the chance to talk to any of them, though."
"Shit,"He scratched his jaw, "I think I stranded them all here."
"You sure did, Champ," Jenna nudged him with her foot.
"Listen here, Elliott, I got ten days to find all of them and save the world," Five looked pointedly at Elliott, "Now, I need your help to do that. Jenna? You too, of course."
"Elliott?" Jenna walked over to him, "Grab the clipping of Diego out for us, would ya?."
"Uhhhh-" He dug through his drawer until he found the proper newspaper clip he was looking for, "We thought this looked like arrival number five."
"Helpful, sweetheart?" Jenna leaned her chin on Five's shoulder.
"Oh so very much," He ruffled her hair, "Jen, let's go find him."
"Wait!" Bill called out and grabbed Jenna's hand before she could make it towards the door, "Give me a sec with her would ya, buddy?"