Dusk looked at the sliding doors and then back to Victoria. The guilt was really getting to her, and she feared that if she didn't apologize now, there was a chance Vic could be gone again before another opportunity arose. Deciding the wedding could wait, she walked to where Victoria was standing, clearing her throat to get her attention.

"Hey, Vic." The redhead looked up to see Dusk standing right in front of her. Her eyes began to narrow the longer the silence carried on. "I thought you said you would never speak to me again," she reminded her former friend. The tone of her voice could send chills through someone's spine. "I know. But I've done some thinking and I've said some things that I regret," Dusk admitted.

"You're just now coming to this realization? Do you realize how much it hurt to hear you say those things? You NEVER gave me a chance to explain myself!" Victoria hissed, her tone capturing the attention of some of the guests. "Your right. I should've done that. But I didn't, and instead, I put my anger above our friendship." The redhead rolled her eyes, nodding at the information she already knew.

Flashbacks from their time in the 60s replayed in the raven's mind, from lunch table conversations to sneaking off during her shift to indulge in liquor. Dusk cared about Victoria, and before the farm incident, the last thing she wanted to do was hurt her. It didn't matter what it would take for Vic to forgive her, but Dusk would do anything. 

"I shouldn't have assumed the worst out of you. You're the one person in this hellhole of a world that understands me, and you didn't deserve my wrath. If anybody deserved it, The Handler did..." As she continued, Victoria slowly looked up, her brown-eyes gaze connecting with Dusks. "...I'm sorry. If you need some time to think, I understand. But I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me,"

It was silent as the two women stared at each other more. Victoria was a bit unsure, having already been through too much. If Dusk was lying and ended up stabbing her in the heart again, she would fall down an even deeper depression hole that she might not ever escape from. The long silence began to worry Dusk. As she started to walk away, she was suddenly jerked back by her wrist and pulled into a hug.

"Don't ever do that to me again," the redhead warned before hugging her friend tighter. Letting out a breath of relief, Dusk hugged back, blinking away her tears. "I missed you so much," she whispered. "I missed you too," After a few long minutes, the girls pulled apart, happy the air had cleared. "You look good in orange, by the way. But why are you so glammed up?"

"Ran into an old foe who I thought was dead. He may have been able to escape death in the old timeline, but I'm not gonna let him get off scot-free here," Victoria chuckled at the remembrance of Dusk getting even. It seemed to remind her of when Dusk seared Buck's neck to protect her cult leader of a boyfriend. "Damn right," she nodded. Looking slightly over her shoulder, Dusk glanced at the time reading, 2:30 pm. The wedding wouldn't be for another few hours, so she had a little time to kill.

"Well, since you've got somewhere to be, I'll leave you to it," Victoria said, heading towards the elevators. "Vic, wait!" the flame-powered girl called out, making her turn around, her hand resting on the railing.

"Would you like to crash a wedding with me?"

~~~~~~~

A few hours earlier...

As Klaus watched his girlfriend climb up the stairs to her room, the power in the Hotel Obsidian flickered off for a second or two before automatically turning back on. Like Dusk, the junkie had some business he hoped to take care of, something he had been meaning to do ever since he left the academy. He glanced at Five as he set his plate on the other dirty dishes. Not wanting to be alone, he walked towards him, hoping he could convince him to join.

"Hey, Fivey. What do you say we get outta here, huh? Take a little... road trip," Five turned and looked at him confused, wondering what he meant. "I'm talking about a sojourn to the countryside. You and me, the wind in our hair. Thelma and Louise on the open road," Klaus tried to elaborate, hoping his brother would eventually catch on. "You know they die in the end, right?" Five questioned, raising a brow. "Holding hands! Living our best life, my little cherub!"

Eventually, Five caved in, wondering why Klaus wanted him instead of maybe Viktor or Allison. "Because you said you're retired, and that's what retired people do. And don't you deserve some fun?" Out of the corner of his eye. Five took notice that something was different. Before the lights turned on and off, there were a few lobsters in the fish tank. Now, they weren't there, almost like they mysteriously disappeared.

"Do you see that?" Five interrupted. Klaus turned towards the fish tank, not catching on right away. "There were three lobsters in that tank a minute ago." "Well, maybe Chet blended 'em into a morning smoothie," the junkie suggested. Five scoffed before agreeing to go on the little road trip. "Yay! We'll get a few road sodas for the journey," Without warning, Klaus grabbed the time traveler's hand, leading him to where a few Hotel Obsidian cars were waiting for them.

Driving past the streetlights and tall glass buildings gave Five a sense of freedom. He didn't have to worry about anything. He could finally get the relaxation he wanted and desperately deserved. The moment they were out of the city and entered the countryside, it gave him even more freedom, an endless realm of possibilities. It was mostly silent, aside from the radio blasting old 80s music. Klaus sat at the steering wheel, occasionally slurping on his soda as Five continued staring out the car window.

"This actually isn't so terrible," he admitted. "Come to think of it, my whole life I've been under the gun. Missions for Dad, working for The Commission, trying to survive the apocalypse. I was always looking around every corner, and it's nice to breathe," Klaus couldn't help but smile, keeping his eyes on the road. "Good for you, man. Retirement is suiting you,"

Five reached into the glove compartment containing the map of Pennsylvania, opening it up to reveal several red circles around multiple roadside attractions. "So, we have the Brownsville Big Nickel. Ricky's Bakery has award-winning pies. Or there's this Cow Henge," As Five continued listing them all off, Klaus looked hesitant and tried to cut in. "Listen, just shut up for two seconds, okay?"

The retired time traveler took a sharp breath, folded up the map, and told Klaus he was listening. As much as Klaus wanted to see his brother have his moments of peace, he hoped to get his business taken care of first, as it meant that much to him. "We... are going to Pennsylvania to find my birth mother!" 

Klaus looked at Five, hoping to see a little smile or dimple. But his face faded into one of 'Are you serious?' "I needed somebody to come with me for emotional support. And since my girlfriend's got business of her own, I thought you'd be a good candidate!" he tried to reason. "Oh, emotional support, like a Schnauzer?" Five snapped. "I knew you wouldn't come if I told you, so what was I supposed to do?"

"Your goddamned right I wouldn't have come, Klaus. You know why? Because I... AM SUPPOSED TO BE RETIRED! This was supposed to be a carefree road trip, not some sentimental personal bullshit!" Even through his brother's irritation, the junkie still tried to be cheerful and upbeat about it, claiming they could still make it a carefree road trip. As Five looked back onto the road, he saw a sign reading, World's Biggest Ball of Twine, Next Left. His eyes widened and he lurched over to Klaus' side and grabbed the steering wheel.

"Five, what are you doing?!" Klaus panicked, trying to regain control of the vehicle. "Ball of Twine! It's one of the best ones!" Five shouted over the sounds of honking horns and screeching tires. "WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Number Four screamed.

"I DON'T CARE! YOU KNOW WHAT? NO TWINE, NO BIRTH MOTHER!"