Number Zero; The Witch - Diego Hargreeves x OC *ON HOLD*

Number 8

The three of us sat in Diego's car, though I couldn't help sometimes over hear, Klaus talking to himself. But most of all, the awkward silence breezed through the car. I couldn't wait to get out.

"Where exactly are we going dear brother?" Klaus asked Diego.

"I am going to drop you off at a bus station, then you can go where ever you want" Diego explained "Then I will drop Lexi home, but first I need to do something" he informed us.

"You are not going to fight crime while we wait in the car, are you?" I asked him a little unsure what he had planned.

Diego frowned as he turned to face me. "What? No, I just need to get rid of something"

"A body perhaps?" Klaus perked up, leaning forward between the two front seats.

"No, Klaus, though I can do, with your body of course" Diego told him smirking. Facing Klaus, he couldn't help but smirk at me. Rolling my eyes, I pushed him back into his seat with the palm of my hand to his forehead.

Then silence, again.

Diego continued to drive, until his speed slowed down, entering near the docks, towards the water. Parking the car, he got out and slammed the car door shut.

"What do you think he is doing?" Klaus asked quietly.

"I have no idea" I spoke quietly.

"Huh?" Klaus asked.

I frowned as she peered from behind her seat, seeing him.

"What?" I asked confused, was he drunk? High, or was I? I was so confused.

"You said something" Klaus told me.

"You asked a question, I answered it" I informed him, getting totally confused.

"Question? Oh! I wasn't asking you" he chuckled to himself, turning his head slightly to the empty seat behind him.

"O-okay, I need some fresh air, before I go crazy like you" I told him, opening the car door and slipping out, shutting it behind me. Seeing Diego standing by the water's edge, he was holding something. Frowning, I wanted to know why Diego drove all the way out here. Walking over to him, I got a clear image of what he was holding.

"What are you doing with that?" I asked him, staring at the monocle that used to sit on the old man's face. "Luther said it was taken" I informed him.

"I took it off mom" Diego explained holding the thin piece of glass in his hand.

"Okay..." I asked confused. "Why did you take it off her, Diego?"

"Because...if Luther found it on her, he would blame mom for killing dad. Like Luther said, he never went a day without wearing it, and when he is found dead, he isn't wearing it" He explained.

"So then why did mum take it?" I asked him.

"I've no idea...my guess, he was dead, he didn't exactly need it to see anymore" Diego had a point. But even if mom did still have the monocle on her, would Luther blame her? It could have been a reasonable explanation. Like he was dead and didn't need to wear it.

"So, instead of Luther finding out mom took it, then you taking it, you want him to believe that someone came into the house and murdered him, Luther believes someone killed him, like me" I pointed out.

"No, I never meant for Luther to start accusing you, or accuse anyone of murder. Luther is the golden boy, even if dad treated us all like shit, he still is always trying to impress him, even beyond the grave" Diego explained sighing.