~Y/N POV~

To leave the children it was extremely hard. It's my first time being away from them since they were born and I have to admit I'm already getting separation anxiety just being away from them. It wasn't easy to leave and for sure the children didn't like it one bit, especially Felix and Aera, those two refused to let me go when I left the house and it took Rose and Lisa to take them from me. It was heart breaking but I had to come back to this house, that holds so many memoires. I'm on a mission to search for documents that could of been in my house this whole time.

I parked up outside the house just to stare upon it. Last time I was here, I was packing up some things with Lisa's help and couldn't stop crying but that's not the memory that sticks out the most. It's the memory of the last time I left this house with my hybrids. Everything was so normal then expect for Jin and Jungkook acting strange but now I know the reason to why. They were scared and guilt ridden from what they did to my parents. Over the years I've come to forgive about what they did and just focus on the future which is to get them out because I've come to understand after what Rose explained to me about these experiments, its my parents fault for the way that they are and I want to fix that and put a stop to it.

I glanced at the patch of grass in the front garden bringing back memories of Yoongi and I in the front garden while Taehyung and Jimin were in cat form running around causing chaos.

"Yah!! Taehyung stop jumping off my back!!" Yoongi

"Yoongi he's only trying to play."

"I don't care, he's annoy- AH!!! Fuck it!!" Yoongi

"Don't spray him with the hose!!"

"Jimin you're next come here you fucking fur ball!" Yoongi

I giggle at the memory but now stepping out the car and slamming the door shut with my bag in hand. Locking the car door did I also take out my car keys and head towards the door. I slowly unlocked the door, taking a deep breath just preparing myself for these memories to come back to me. I just know they will just to see this place that was proof that they once lived here happily with me. I pepped myself up and gradually opened the door taking a step inside and closing the door behind me afterwards and just to drop my bag to the side and put it away later. Right now I just wanted to take a look around the house that I haven't stepped foot in over two years.

"Y/n!" Taehyung

"Erm, hi."

"It's me, taehyung!" Taehyung

"Hi! Oh my gosh!"

"Y/n! Can you guess which one I am!" Jimin

"I'll give you a hint! I was the one that walked in on you in the bathroom the other day!" Jimin

"Jimin!"

A spread across my face as I remember the first time I seen them all in human form. I was stood in this very spot in front of the door when Taehyung grabbed me for a hug that I know he was desperate to give me. Then my eyes set on the corner of the room in the living where I remember Namjoon stood when he was glaring at me from a far but not I guess it all makes sense to why now. Then there was the one seater sofa that Yoongi was laying on the floor next to after he fell off and Hoseok standing there laughing at him.

I sighed to myself and shook it off just to head to the kitchen to make myself a much needed drink. Not alcohol, I didn't need that well not yet at least but I must remind myself to go shopping later on before it gets too late. Opening a cupboard did I take out a glass just to fill it up with water and gulp it down to clench my thirst and dry throat.

"Here my lovely. I made you a fruit salad with tuna on the side. Weird commination but here you go." Jin

"Thank you jinnie!"

"You're very welcome. I'd do anything you ask of me just say the word." Jin

"Well there is one thing you can do for me."

"What is it? Your wish is my command." Jin

"Kiss me."

"I would love to." jin

I weakly smiled staring at the spot next to the sink where I'm stood remembering Jin and I's little moment. It was just three days before we left to the holiday house of doom. It's sold now thank god, it's no longer my problem.

Finishing the last of my water, I set the glass down in the sink and headed back out the kitchen and over to my bag by the front door deciding to take it upstairs now. I walked up the stairs with bag in hand and towards my bedroom, opening the door and setting my bag down on the floor yet again and to sit on my bed. My eye set on my bedroom door as another memory comes to mind.

"Yes Jungkook?"

"Oh, er I didn't know you'd be awake." Jungkook

"What is it? Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine I just...I just wanted to do something but it doesn't matter." Jungkook

"No what is it? It can't be bad right?"

"Well I was hoping that maybe....well maybe you would want to cuddle?" Jungkook

"Aw of course Jungkook come here."

The massive smile on his face after that was embedded into my mind. It even created a smile upon mine. My bedroom is just the way I left it obviously since it's been empty all this time. I stared at my bag debating whether to unpack it now or later but the longer I stared at it I soon decided not to do it now and walked out my bedroom with a certain key in hand that has been hidden under my mattress for years. The same key that opens my dads home office in the far end of the house.

Walking down the halls did I remember catching Hoseok dancing through the halls with a smile of his own and listening to his own music with his headphones. He didn't even know I was there to start with.

"BOO!"

"AHHH!! Y/N!! DONT SCARE ME LIKE THAT!! I COULD OF DIED!!" Hoseok

"You wouldn't die silly. I wouldn't let that happen."

"Aw, Y/n that's sweet. I wouldn't let you die either. You're too precious to me." Hoseok

This whole house holds memories of them that I cant get rid of. Every where I turn it's reminder of them and even with me now standing in front of the solid wooden doors that's my parents old work office from home, does it also bring back another memory of Namjoon talking to me. Our first proper conversation without him being all distant and hard headed.

"Y/n are you okay? You keep staring at those doors." Namjoon

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. Sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry about something you are clearly upset about." Namjoon

"You can tell I'm upset?"

"It's obvious. Look I'm sorry about how cold I have been with you but that doesn't mean I don't worry about you because I do. It's just hard for me to trust humans." Namjoon

"Can I ask why you don't?"

"Sorry don't answer that if you're not comfortable with it."

"No it's okay you're entitled to be curious it's just I'd rather not say. But One day I promise you will find out. I just hope you can promise me that you'll listen to what I have to say and allow me to explain things in more detail to get the full story." Namjoon

"What do you mean by that?"

"You'll find out one day. I promise." Namjoon

Up until now I completely forgot about that conversation with him and I did promise that I would listen to him when he asked me to listen to him for when I found out he doesn't trust humans and I completely broke that promise and didn't allow him to say shit.

Pushing the key in the door did I unlock it and step inside. The smell of musk rushed through me like a brick to a window and I took a deep breathe trying to think on where to look first for the documents in case they are here and not in the attic but I have a strong feeling they'll most likely be there and not in here.

However I slowly walked around my dads desk, gliding my finger across the surface wiping away the dust until I come to his massive chair which I pulled out and sat in taking a good look around the room. Something unexplainable washes over me sitting in this chair.

No matter what my parents did to others I still love them but there was a side of them I didn't know about and I chose to ignore that and just try to destroy what the made because it wasn't right and I'm sure they knew that.

A scatter of hurried feet shot past the office door and I quickly caught a glance of a fluffy grey tail. I swear that would of been Jungkook but at the same time my eyes could be deceiving me because of how overwhelmed I feel by just sitting here in this house.

I stood back up from the chair and stuck my head out of the door just to check the corridor that appeared to be empty. I hum to myself and step back inside the office. It must of been my imagination, right?