After just getting back from the apocalypse you find that the Hargreeves are all back at the umbrella accademy to mourn the death of their father Reginald. Only just getting back you stuggle with the memories of being alone in the apocalypse, and th...
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~Present~
"Y/N, Y/N wake up," A hand grips my shoulder, softly shaking me.
Groaning I slowly sit up, my feet dangling off the bed. Rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand I wait a second before opening my eyes to find Luther standing in front of me.
"What do you want?" I ask softly.
"I need you to take me to Five," Luther answers.
"For what?" I ask tiredly.
"It's about Grace, me and Allison think she had something to do with Dad's death," Luther answers.
"What! Why would she-"
"We don't know... that's why we need to get Five, so we can have a family meeting," Luther says.
"Okay," I sigh. "We can try."
Nodding, me and Luther get up walking out of Five's room and downstairs.
"Hey, hey, wait up guys," Klaus says, running up to me and Luther as I reach for the handle of the front door. "Can I come with you guys?"
"Why do you want to come?" Luther asks.
"Yeah," I agree.
"Can't I just spend time with you guys?" Klaus asks.
"You just want to come so you can get Pogo off your ass, don't you?" I ask.
"Yeah," Klaus sighs.
"Fine, you can come with us," I shrug.
*time skip*
Walking up to the passenger side window I peek through. Five stares out the front window as if deep in thought.
"Five," I knock. "Five?"
Opening the door I climb in grabbing the sides of his face making him look at me.
"Five!" I say louder, shaking his head.
Five flinches as a scared look spreads across his face.
My face softens as I look at Five worried. "Five are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Five says pushing my hands away from his face. "I thought I-"
Luther cuts Five off as he tries to get in the passenger seat. Scooting over I sit in the back of the van, resting my arms on the backs of both Luther's and Five's seats.
Panting Luther looks over at Five. "You okay?"
"You shouldn't...I thought I told you to rest," Five says, forgetting Luther and looking at me.
"I did. Till Luther woke me up and asked me to bring him to you," I state.
Five opens his mouth to say something, but Klaus cuts him off.
"Any luck finding your one-eyed man?" Klaus asks leaning over me.
"No," Five whispers angrily glancing over at me then back at Klaus.
"What's he talking about?" Luther asks.
"Does it matter? It's Klaus," Five says.
Klaus looks over at me, even though I wasn't touching him I could still feel the pain radiating off him. Smiling warmly I pat his head.
Five sighs. "What do you want, Luther?"
"Umm...so, Grace may have had something to do with Dad's death," Luther answers. "So I need you to come back to the academy, alright? It's important."
"It's important? You have no concept of what's important," Five says.
