Leaning against the headboard, I watch as Dabi redresses my leg, his hands gently brushing over the three scars occupying my leg, his turquoise eyes staring at them before sighing softly as he wraps a clean bandage around my leg. Nodding softly as he pulls away, running his fingers through his hair as he leans against the wall, watching me snuggle close to Hiro. My son snuggling into my chest with a small snore, sound asleep, holding his teddy bear close to his chest, his chest rising and falling every now and then as he breathes softly, holding tightly onto my shirt, his red hair pressing against my chest. My arms wrapping around his body, pressing soft kisses to his forehead with a smile.

Being kidnapped by a villain wasn't as bad as I thought. Well, I couldn't say it was amazing. I was trapped in one room, the only interaction I'd get with my son was if Dabi was in the room, I wasn't allowed to leave the room until they were sure I wasn't going to break out. How could I anyway? If I broke out, Hiro would be in danger. If I broke out, Endeavor would snatch Hiro away from me, terminating any contact with my son, refusing to let me see him because I 'screwed up' and allowed Hiro to be kidnapped. Dabi, somewhat being understandable, allowed me and Hiro all the time in the world with each other just so Hiro could get comfortable.

Dabi wasn't a normal villain... that was for sure.

Dabi always made sure I was comfortable. Often dressing my leg every few days, picking me up if I needed to have a shower or the toilet so my scars weren't stressed. Always appeared into the room for all three meals, allowing me to eat properly, making sure that everything was in top shape for me. When I needed to change clothes, he handed me some of the clothes I left in Hiro's bag, most of them Toya's and never watched me change. Making sure his attention was at the door before I changed. He also looked after Hiro, making him comfortable, feeding him, cuddling with him. Hiro loved the attention...

"Shall I take him? He's got a bed next door," Dabi says, kneeling by me. His eyes watch the little four year old attentively, "Give you some breathing time,"

"Dabi, can I ask you something?" I ask, running my fingers through Hiro's hair, "If you don't mind,"

"What?" He asks, crossing his arms. It's like the walls he's already built around himself are becoming even more apparent. He's on edge.

"Why are you being so nice to us?" I ask, leaning on the headboard, "Any other villain would have just killed me... and maybe Hiro,"

Dabi takes a deep breath, looking away as he stares at the ceiling. His shoulders tensing. I arch a brow, holding Hiro close. Sending my captor a small, reassuring smile as I rub my sons back. He wasn't responding, obviously I may have struck a nerve.

"Hey, it's okay," I reply, kissing Hiro's forehead, "You don't have to answer... I'm a hero and you're a villain, you don't trust me,"

Dabi rolls his eyes, his nice demeanour suddenly disappearing, yanking Hiro from my grip making me gasp as the boy wakes up with whine, holding tightly onto Dabi's leather jacket as he storms out, slamming the door in the process. Completely forgetting to shackle me down. My eyes widening as I cover my chest, looking down at my knees. What was that all about?

However, a small smirk crawls up my lips, running my fingers through my hair as I swing my legs off the side of the bed, wincing as I pull myself to my feet, my leg softly bucking under the weight. Laying down on the bed obviously made my legs weaker, perhaps a way to slow down my escape if I ever made an attempt to. Taking a deep breath, I look around the room, trying to see if there's a deeper explanation to why I was kidnapped with Hiro.

From what I could gather, this could have been Dabi's bedroom, seemingly because he often slept on the couch. I knew that because I heard Hiro offer him his bed, being the adorable little sweetheart he was.

Looking around, I look toward the bedside table, arching a brow with a soft groan before kneeling by the small drawers, wincing as the bandages dig into my leg before opening it up, internally screaming at the amount of boxer shorts sitting in there. A guy always hid something in their boxer drawer... right? Taking a deep breath, screaming out a thousand apologies to Toya, before rummaging through the drawer, pushing the boxers shorts out as I feel the bottom of the drawer only to curse as I find nothing. Sighing softly, I look around, narrowing my eyes as I notice a small glint in one of the drawers.

Jackpot!

Limping toward the dresser, I kneel down by the bottom drawer, pulling it open before gasping quietly at the contents within. My favourite bracelet, a bracelet my mother gave to my father who gave it to me when I turned sixteen, laid on a small picture. The corner of the picture slightly tattered. Another corner peeling at the edges. Inside the picture, happily smiling, in a (f/c) prom dress, hugging her figure, leaning on her red headed boyfriend, holding a bouquet of lilies, was me... Toya beside me. Confused, I bury deeper into the drawer, eyes widening as I find more pictures. All of which, were of me and Toya. A bunch of pictures that actually used to be in his bedroom...

Why were there pictures of me and my boyfriend in this villains drawer?... why did he have my bracelet that I gave to Toya as a promise ring kind of thing when we promised that we'd marry each other?...

Bewildered, I shut the drawer, pushing myself back to the bed, staring at the drawer I had just open as I lean against the headboard. My head was practically spinning as I run my fingers through my hair, my good leg nervously bouncing on the bed as I bite my lip. My mind having so many questions. So many questions running through my mind, my heart hammering in my chest. Now, there could be many possibilities.

Dabi, being a villain, kidnapping me and my son for purposes that only he knows. Being all friendly, looking after Hiro for me. Feeding me. Redressing my wound... perhaps he's trying to gain my trust, waiting for the perfect time to strike and kill me before snatching Hiro away and making him live a whole new way of life... or, the much more happier yet too hard to believe scenario.

Dabi is an alias and he's actually Toya Todoroki...

The father of my child...