The Boy and The Psycho

We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals

"Does anyone else see little Number Five, or is that just me?" Klaus breaks the silence as Five and I stare at each other not believing if we're seeing straight.

"Fiona?" Five says looking me up and down making me blush madly. He looks down at himself and see's his 13 year old self. "Shit!"

I shed a tear as I laugh slightly, seeing my little Five, my lover boy right in front of my face.

I run and jump onto Five. He snakes his long arms around my waist and I kiss his cheek, then his neck, then his ear, and anything else I can get my lips on. He laughs and squeezes me protectively and gives me a kiss on my neck and cheek.

We pull away and turn to walk in the house ignoring our siblings completely.

Five leads me to the kitchen never letting his arm leave my waist and leads me to sit at the table.

He walks over to the cupboard pulling out a cutting board and butter knife then he
walks over to the counter grabbing the bread.

"What's the date? The exact day, my love." He asks bringing the bread over to the table.

"The 24th." I answer and give him a look of affection.

"Of what?"

"March."

"Good."

"So are we gonna talk about what just happened?" Luther asks.

Five sets down two pieces of bread on the cutting board ignoring Luther's question.

"It's been 17 years." Luther raises out of his seat and towers over Five.

Five scoffs and steps in front of Luther.

"It's been a lot longer than that." He says simply before teleporting to the step stool behind Luther and grabs the marshmallows off of the shelf.

"I haven't missed that." Luther says annoyed.

"Where'd you go?" Diego asks.

"The future. It's shit, by the way." Five answers and teleports back to the table with the marshmallows.

"Called it!" Klaus pipes in.

"I should've listened to the old man. You know, jumping through space is one thing, jumping through time is a toss of the dice." He teleports again to the fridge and grabs the peanut butter and comes back.

He sets it down and opens the lid and looks up at Klaus while scrunching his eyebrows. "Nice dress."

"Oh, well, danke!" Klaus answers and fixes his skirt he stole from Allison.

"Wait, how did you get back?" I ask stopping Five from getting distracted.

"In the end, my love, I had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time."

"That makes no sense." Diego says shaking his head and staring at the ground.

"Well, it would if you were smarter." Five says sassily making me look up at him and then to Diego.

Diego jumps up from his seat but Luther pops out his arm catching Diego before he went after Five.

"How long were you there?" Luther asks changing the subject.

"Forty-five years. Give or take."

Diego and Luther both sit down taking in the information.

"So what are you saying? That you're 58?" Luther asks dumbfounded.