Different // an Umbrella Academy fan fic

Chapter 12

"The Frankel Footage"

Eleanor couldn't help but feel like she'd fucked up- massively. Keeping a huge secret like that from her girlfriend was a mistake and of course, it had to blow up in her face. She didn't feel like she could face Alice- not for a while anyway. So, she rose from the floor and grabbed a random piece of paper from her desk. Eleanor scrambled around for something to write with, eventually finding a pen. She paused for a moment, resting the pen between her lips as she thought about what to say.

My dearest, Alice,

I know I fucked up by keeping such huge secrets from you. I know that I shouldn't have, but I really wanted to escape from my past- well, future- and being with you has been my way of doing so.

I figured I should give you some space, give you some time to process everything. That's why I've left for a little while. Besides, who else is gonna help stop the apocalypse.

I love you so, so much Alice- even if you're feelings for me have now changed. I will always love you.

Yours forever & always,

Eleanor xx

She folded up the note and placed it on Alice's pillow before picking up the locket that lay on her bedside table and securing it around her neck. Inside contained a photograph of herself and Alice, alongside and old picture of herself and her siblings when they were a lot younger. She had found the photo neatly folded in her pocket and knew that at some point, one of her siblings had placed it in there without her knowing. The locket also held the photograph of her mother and her Godparents that she had taken from her box in the Academy, just before the events that led to her falling in 1960.

Eleanor let out a sigh as she glanced around the room, conjuring a small bag of clothes before leaving her familiar surroundings. She was going to find her brother- figuring she had an idea where he would be. But before that, she was definitely going to have more than a couple of drinks.

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A drunk Eleanor Hargreeves stumbled back to the alleyway that she had landed in three years previous. After many attempts, she clumsily managed to open the door to the building that was situated there. Eleanor stumbled up the staircase and knocked on the door, taking a swig from the bottle she held in her other hand.

An annoyed Five Hargreeves opened the door, shocked to see his sister- much less in the state she was in. "I see living in the 60s didn't ease your drinking habits." He scoffed as Eleanor fell against the door. "How'd you know where I would be?"

Eleanor shrugged, stepping into the apartment- nearly falling over as she did so. "Why does everyone have to wear such big heels?" She mumbled, bending down to take her high heels off. "They're impossible to walk in." She complained, throwing her shoes in two different directions as she sank into a chair.

"No idea." Five answered, closing the door behind his sister. "So, what brings you here?"

"Helping." Eleanor mumbled, taking another swig from her bottle. "That and I think Alice hates me."

Five snatched the bottle away from her, not wanting his younger sister to completely lose her mind. "Alice?" He asked, before realising that she was talking about her girlfriend. "Why would she hate you?"

Eleanor lowered her voice to a whisper. "Because I told her about the apocalypse... and Dad and the power stuff thingy we all have."

Five nodded. "You said you wanted to help me stop the end of the world?" He asked her. Eleanor nodded. "Okay, well then you can come with me to find Diego. I can't leave you here by yourself."