Five leans against the wall while Allison calls Vanya, wanting to resolve what happened with the meeting and everything. I stand next to him as he grabs my hand to keep him steady. He says he's fine and that it's nothing, but he's always been a shit liar when it came to me.

"You gonna keep lying to me or are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" I ask in a whisper.

"It's nothing Rosie," Five grumbles, holding onto my waist now to steady himself.

"We're not done talking about this." I whisper, as I see Diego start walking towards us.

"It's just a scratch, darling." Five whispers, moving off the wall with my help as Diego stands with us with a manila folder in his hand. "So?"

"You're welcome." comments Diego smugly.

Before either me or Five can grab the file, Allison takes it from him and opens it up. "Holy shit." Allison exclaims.

"What?" I question, wondering what's got her so confused yet relieved.

"Harold Jenkins....is Leonard Peabody." says Allison, showing us the file and the photo of Vanya's new boyfriend.

We all get back in the car, heading towards Harold Jenkins or Leonard Peabody's house, whoever the guy is.

Once back in the car, I look over at Five to see sweat on his forehead. Moving his hair out of the way, I wipe his forehead. He just looks at me and gives me a grateful smile.

I move my hands back to my lap, only for them to heat up a little. Fire starts to form in my hands. With my boredom, I create animals and flowers as we make our way to the home of Harold Jenkins, who apparently killed his father.

Once we show up, we walk up towards his house, sneaking around as if we aren't out in the open.

"Be careful, okay?" warns Allison, causing all of our eyes to roll. "We don't know what Peabody's capable of."

"Yeah, he didn't seem dangerous when I first saw him." comments Diego, going up towards the door. "Looked kinda scrawny."

"yeah, well, so are most serial killers and mass murderers." mentions Allison, looking towards Five causing me to roll my eyes. "I mean, look at him."

"Thanks." comments Five sarcastically wanting to forget that. Allison walks around the house as Diego get's to the door.

"Good point. So what's this guy want with Vanya?" asks Diego, trying to figure out a way to get in the house.

"I don't know." mumbles Five. "How about we ask him after we kill him?"

"I would totally say violence isn't the answer for this..." I start, thinking of when Five's gonna blink us inside. "...but Peabody looks like a child molester so I'm cool with killing him."

"Whoa, whoa. Hey, look I'm gonna burst through-" Diego says, now noticing the absence of Allison. "You know what? It would be nice for people to stick to-"

Before Diego can finish his sentence, Five wraps his arm around my waist, blinking us inside the house. Once inside, we see Allison walking towards the front. A second later, Diego jumps through the door, breaking the glass.

We all look down at him as he used the least subtle way into the house. Five keeps his hand in mine, as he turns the doorknob, noticing it was unlocked.

"I thought you were supposed to be a crime fighter." I state, causing Diego to roll his eyes at me.

"Subtle." mentions Allison.

"You know, the door was unlocked." says Five, showing the unlocked door.

"Yeah, well, my way works just fine." grumbles out Diego, as he stands up from the glass on the ground.

"I thought we were supposed to be sneaky and NOT let anyone know we were breaking and entering." I mention, moving out Diego's way as he heads towards the kitchen limping.

"Spread out." yells Diego, limping towards the kitchen. "Yell if you, uh...you know, you're in trouble."

"Ah, inspiring leadership." mentions Allison.

"One of the greats." comments Five.

"Yeah he's not saving any of us with that shoulder." I whisper, pulling Five with me into the living room as Allison goes up stairs.

Five walks around the room, looking for anything that could tell us as to why Peabody is talking with Vanya. I sit on the couch waiting for him to notice that I'm not going to drop this subject.

"I can feel you burning holes into the back of my head." says Five, not bothering to turn around.

"Why are you injured?" I ask, not wasting anytime.

"You never give up do you?" he asks, with a small smile on his face showcasing his dimple.

"Have I ever given up?" I ask softly. "I'd especially never give up on you."

"Fine. I might have a slight problem on my side." Five mumbles, moving towards me.

"Let me guess, you caused it?" I ask sarcastically.

"No. Well sort of." states Five. He goes to say more when Allison calls for us.

"Guys, you need to see this." yells Allison, coming from upstairs.

Five grabs my hand as he blinks us upstairs. Once we're there he grabs onto his side, holding his side and gritting his teeth.

"All our faces are burnt off." says Allison quietly, looking at all the Umbrella Academy figurines.

"Yeah, well at least you all still have a body." I mumble, looking at my figurine. "He just left my feet."

"What did you do to piss him off so much sis?" asks Diego, trying to joke around.

"I don't know, kraken." I say, grinning at Diego with the use of the name he was given by the fans. "I'm not the nicest person to be around if you couldn't tell."

"Haha, very funny." responds Diego, with sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Well, that's not creepy at all."

"This guys got some serious issues." says Diego, walking around the attic and looking at all of our eyes scratched out in magazines.

"Shit." we all say at the same time.

I look over once I feel Five's grasp on my hand, noticing that he's falling. "This was never about Vanya." observes Allison. "This was about us."

Five hits the ground the next second, causing Allison and Diego to see him on the ground with me holding him slightly. I see the blood on his shirt at the same time as Allison.

She lifts his shirt to reveal his bullet wound.

"Five!" I exclaim. "Don't you understand that this isn't okay."

I feel tears coming to my eyes, as I see Five start to close his eyes. He grips my hand tightly.

"Jesus, Five." swears Diego.

"Why didn't you say anything?" asks Allison, trying to stop the bleeding.

"You have to keep going." whispers Five, his eyes slowly closing as they face me. I start to feel his grip losen as well, causing me to panic.

"So...close." mumbles Five, his eyes closing completely and his hand falling towards his side.

"Don't you dare leave me. Not now." I say, a tear slipping down my cheek. "Five! Please!"

Diego grabs Five from my grip, causing me to panic, before Allison calms me down.

"We have to get him to Grace." Allison says softly, helping me stand up. "Diego's taking him to the car."

"No, no, I...I can save him." I say quickly, trying to get to him. "I can save him. Allison I can help him!"

"No sweetie, you're not in the right frame of mind." soothes Allison. "He's going to be okay."

Diego lays Five in the backseat as him and Allison get in the front seats. I move Five's head to my lap so I can brush through his hair, leaving a light kiss on his forehead. I lean down towards his ear, so that our siblings can't hear what I'm gonna say.

"I swear if you die on our way back, I'll kill you." I whisper. "I'll find you in Hell and kill you myself."