Control {The Umbrella Academy} *Complete*

Chapter 20

"So Five disappeared with a woman with bleach blond hair in the middle of a frozen time pocket, which for some reason you could move in, and you have no idea where he went."

Leta nodded, chewing on her fingernail. "It was lonely. All of you frozen. I have no clue where they went though, only that they are gone." Klaus rubbed his palm up her spine. They sat on the couch in the living room. She was cuddled into his side, fingers tracing circles on his exposed knee.

The three's attention was called to the hall, the front door showing shut. "Hello?" It was Allison.

"In here!" Leta called, the beautiful woman entering, followed by Diego who had his arm in a sling.

Diego stood behind Leta and Klaus, Allison passing out coffee to each of the others in the room. "Okay. Down to business. The world ends in three days." Luther anounced. Leta took a sip of her coffee, pursing her lips.

"Just slap them in the face, why don't you."

"Three days? And you knew?" Allison perched herself on one of the bar stools, staring at Leta like she had grown a second head.

"Listen it's pretty hard to keep secrets from a psychic. Besides, Five is intimidating for a thirteen year old." She glanced over at Klaus. He didn't seem bothered by the situation. "I wanted as many days left as I could get. I wouldn't trust Five to not kill me for the world..." 

She trailed off, a pain running up her spine.. Leta groaned, pinching shut her eyes and tilting over. "Lee? You okay?" Klaus's voice swam in her head. It was like everything was going double. She clamped her hands over her ears.

"Stop! Everyone stop thinking!" She screwed up her face, the vibrations making her feel like someone was whisking her brain. She could see Five running through a hall, Klaus tied to a chair, Allison and Luther dancing in the night. 

A blue flash absorbed her vision, and suddenly she was back, sitting next to Klaus, sipping her cup of coffee and looking at Luther.

"Just slap them in the face, why don't you?" She pulled the cup away from her lips, looking at the four surrounding her. Hadn't this just happened?

She shook her head, lifting a few fingers to her throbbing temple. Klaus leaned over, setting his head on her shoulder and snuggling in. She interlaced her fingers with his, they were clammy and cold. He must be in withdrawal. 

Her attention was immediately pulled to him, mind reaching out to his own. He was suffering. He was in pain. 

There was no way this was happening unless on purpose. He was attempting to get clean.

She gave a squeeze to his hand, planting a small kiss on his forehead.

He shuffled a bit, leaning forward and putting his elbows on his knees. "The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it." He glanced back at Leta and Diego for a moment before returning his attention to his coffee. "He just left out the part about how soon." 

"But can we trust him? I don't know if you've noticed but Five's a little…" Allison swirled her finger around beside her head, making the crazy motion.

"Our little psycho."

Leta barked out a gruesome laugh, running her fingers through her hair. "Trust me. Of all the visions of horror and despair I've ever seen, that was the realist, most vivid, most horrifying scene I have ever seen in my life." Her eyes glazed over as she stared at Allison. "There is no way it wasn't real. No one could imagine that."

"And besides, if he wasn't trying to stop the apocalypse, why would those two psychos be after him." Allison gingerly sipped some coffee before glancing at Luther.