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Cassius stares down at her hands, squinting as she rotates one of them in the sun. She blinks several times, surely being over today and staring too long without blinking is making her vision blurry... happens when she's had a long shift or drinks too much wine.

M.M.'s phone rings causing her to snap out of her thoughts. Bellamy stretches his neck over to see who it is before M.M. answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey, um, so that wasn't a piece of cake." Hughie says out of breath on the other line.

"Hughie, that you?" M.M. questions. "You all right?"

Cass snaps her head up.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's me, sorry. I had to, had to borrow a phone." Hughie explains. "Thanks again." He waves to someone behind him.

"That's Hughie?" Cass points to which M.M. nods. She steps over. "Hughie, did you fucking do it or not?" She hisses into the phone. M.M. holds his hand up at her.

Hughie jumps slightly, Cassius still not failing to scare him. "I got baptized." Cass leans back, face scrunching curiously.

"What's he saying?" Bellamy asks.

"Yeah. It's a long story." Hughie continues. "Blackmailing somebody is not cake, okay? It did not come like second nature." He echo's Butcher and Cass's words from earlier, ones he strongly disagrees with. "It is weird, it's scary, you wind up just saying shit."

"What is he saying?" Bellamy mouths to Cass.

"How the fuck should I know?!" She forcefully mouths back.

"Okay, but did you get him to talk?" M.M. asks calmly. "What'd he say?"

"Well?" Cass throws a hand up.

"Uh, yeah, yeah. I mean, you-you know that charity of his." Hughie stammers. "Samaritan's Embrace?"

"Right." M.M. nods.

Bellamy sighs in annoyance, shifting legs.

Hughie sighs. "All right. So what they do is they take boxes full of that stuff and they ship it to hospitals all across the country. And apparently the latest one is going to the NICU at Mercer Hospital." He paces back and forth. M.M. smirks to himself. "It's, uh, i-t's midtown, I think."

"You are a natural, kid. You're like the fucking Rain Man of fucking people over." M.M. tells him causing Hughie to chuckle unnervingly.

"Not a compliment." He then hangs up.

"Hello?!" Cass huffs as M.M. removes the phone from his ear.

"You are the most impatient motherfucker on the planet." M.M. says to her, shaking his head. She tilts her head down at him. "Alright, he said..."

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Butcher meets M.M., Cass, and Bellamy at the hospital. Butcher swipes a keycard off one of the nurses as they pass by.

"So, you want to pay us the professional courtesy and tell us where the hell you disappeared to before?" M.M. speaks up.

"Mmm, yes, since you were dropping your fucking panties to get me to come back, I believe you owe us an explanation for bailing, don't you?" Cassius chimes right in to agree.

Bellamy clears his throat, ready to hear his brothers bullshit excuses.

"Oh, I just had to pop down to the shop." Butcher answers casually. "And it worked didn't it, sweetheart." He glances at Cass over his shoulder and she flips him off. "I was running a bit low on mind your own fucking business."

"That's pretty rich." Bellamy chuckles. "Since you didn't mind yours when you decided to waltz back into our lives." He crosses his arms. M.M. shakes his head as they all keep walking.

Butcher's phone rings as they turn a corner.

"Dear God." Cass mumbles. Not like they're trying to keep lowkey or anything... no, no...

Butcher sighs, looking at the caller before answering. "This better be good."

"I'm burned." Frenchie says on the other line.

"What? Fucking hell, Frenchie. How?" Butcher asks.

"Frenchie?" Bellamy's attention is immediately grabbed. He swiftly take his phone out wondering why he wasn't called first to find it's dead. Fuck.

"Mmm." Cass hums, glancing over at his dead phone, her question of why Frenchie didn't call his boytoy first answered, choosing to not indulge in that comment.

"I don't know." Frenchie answers. "I tried Bellamy first, but he didn't answer. Is he-"

"He's here." Butcher confirms. "What about the rest of us?"

"What's going on?" Bellamy demands.

Frenchie raises up from packing. "Your concern for me is very sweet. This is why I called Bellamy first. Maybe, maybe not. So far, they only seem to be hitting my places. I'm taking off."

M.M. taps Butcher on the arm, pointing to a door before nodding towards Cass and Bellamy at it.

"What about the girl?" Frenchie wonders.

"Fucking leave her." Butcher tells him.

Frenchie pulls away from the phone for a moment, making an angry expression before coming back. "Go knows what they'll do to her."

"Supe-on-Supe violence ain't our concern, mate." Butcher says, peaking around the corner at the end of the hall.

"Butcher."

"I said fucking leave her." Butcher snaps, ending the call.

"Merde." Frenchie grumbles, glancing over his shoulder at the girl.

"Burnt." Butcher holds his phone out to M.M.

"What?" Bellamy hisses as M.M. sighs.

Cass sighs impatiently, shaking her head as they hurry around the corner to the NICU door. Of course. Cause that's just what they all need right now.

Butcher scans the card and lets them in. Bellamy's jaw tightens as he's last to step inside. They file into the room looking around at the baby incubators until Butcher spots the blue liquid in one of the IV's. "Jackpot."

"Compound V?" M.M. steps over.

"Obviously." Cass steps behind them, Bellamy still glancing around.

"Oh, yeah, and lots of it." M.M. finishes. They follow the IV tube to a baby in the incubator.

"Oh, my God." Butcher lets out.

Bellamy walks up behind them just as blue light blasts out of the baby's eyes. They all jump back, thankfully the incubator stopping them from getting blasted.

"Jesus. That's a fucking baby Supe." Butcher says.

"Did you ever see anything like this when you worked in the hospital?" M.M. turns to Cass, though she wasn't in the NICU section.

"Nooo." She drawls out, shaking her head.

"Chosen by God, my ass." Butcher comments. "These cunts are made in a fucking lab." It dawns on him.

"Of course that was bullshit." Cass rolls her eyes. "Chosen by God," She mocks, "Please."

"Alright then Doctor, you wanna...." Butcher holds up a needle for her, looking towards the Compound V.

"Wait-" Bellamy goes to speak as she takes the needle. He chooses to bite his tongue on correcting Butcher about Cass.

"I'm not a Doctor." She corrects, connecting the needle in, slowly letting air pressure through. Who has the time or desire to go to medical school for that long? Little long patience, cause she sure as hell doesn't. "There." She caps it.

"Let's bugger off." Butcher voices.

"Great." Bellamy sighs.

As they turn to leave three people burst through the door, cocking guns. "Hey!"

The start firing, shooting the glass as the four of them hurry behind a column.

"Oh, great! Jesus fair and being shot at, what a day!" Cass spits out as M.M. and Bellamy grab their guns. Cass reaches over to one of the tables, picks up medical scissors, and launches them into one of the guys arms causing him to yell out pain.

"Damn." M.M. shakes his head.

"Hey, keep them busy." Butcher tells them as they shoot back and he dives for something and hurries back. He holds up a plug. "Watch and learn." He begins pulling the cord closer to him, rolling the baby incubator his way. The men stop shooting as they watch the incubator move when suddenly Butcher steps around the column with the laser baby and the laser slices two of the men right in half. He turns to the third man and waits for the baby to fire but it doesn't. "Hey. Hey." He shakes the baby before it fires back up and blows the man's head off. "Whew. Holy fuck." Butcher laughs as Bellamy shakes his head in relief as does M.M. "That was diabolical." Butcher shouts, kissing the baby's head. Cass exhales, never being more thankful for a baby than this very moment.

Butcher slowly places the baby back in its incubator. "You done good, lad." He pats the baby's head and shuts the holder.

"We need to leave." Bellamy says.

"Come on, Butcher, it's time to go." M.M. whispers, nodding in agreement.

"Now, you keep your nose clean, sunshine, or I'll come back and stomp you." Butcher threatens the baby.

"Touching." Bellamy says, ushering everyone out.

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Hey, heyyy... welcome backkk!! First Moronic Morosis update of the yearrr!! And we have officially finished episode 5!!

My fav thing ever is Cass yelling at Hughie haha. Also, her & Bellamy both wondering why he wasn't called first haha.

Hope y'all enjoyed this chaoticly funny chapterrr!! Don't be afraid to comment y'all's thoughts, questions, & reactionsss!! See you next time to kick off episode 6, mwah!! ;)