Five took a swig out of a flask covered with a paper bag, then passed it to me. I felt the cold water slide down my throat, giving me a chill. I thought about letting Delores have a drink, to make it fair, but I was too lazy. I just wanted to get back "home."
"Five?" I asked, still looking forward.
I sighed, "How much longer do you really think we're gonna be here?" He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "Be honest."
His face softened, and he furrowed his eyebrows in a sorta guilty looking way. "I don't know."
I looked down and nodded my head. What was I expecting? If we had already been here for over 40 years, I don't think we're ever getting out. While I was thinking about all of this, Five interrupted my thoughts.
"But," I jerked my head, facing him, "I'm pretty sure we've almost got the equation finished." His face broke out into a grin.
"R-Really?!" I said, a bright smile taking over my face. "Well, how long till it's finished? A week? Month?"
"Umm, well, uh try one year." He said.
My face dropped, smile vanishing. "A year?" My face made an "are you serious" expression.
"Well yeah, but at least we know we might be able to get out of this stupid place and we've survived living here for 44 years and I don't think one more year will hurt. If we just work really hard, I bet it will fly by."
I thought for a moment. "You're right," I stated. Five's expression relaxed into a smile of relief. "At least we're not like spending another 10 years or 15 years. But I do have one more question."
Five nodded "Shoot."
"Where are we gonna go? What time? I imagine we're going wherever Dad and the Academy are."
"Well, when we do find our way out of this mess, we're going back to when we can stop it. We're going to the time when whatever happened to cause what happened, and where it happened. It would be great if the others could help to. I mean, that's why the Academy was created."
"I wonder what Dad will say when he sees us."
"I have absolutely no idea." He shook his head and stopped in his tracks. My face contorted in confusion and I looked up in front of us. "We're home!" He yelled, dropped the wagon handle and fell into the bed we made by piling blankets and pillows.
I grabbed Delores and carried her to her comfy chair, then laying down next to Five. It had started getting dark. Something I noticed while spending the last 44 years here is that there is no moon. Out off all the night I've spent in the apocalypse, I have never once spotted the moon. Neither has Five. So it gets pretty dark at night. The only thing that you can really see at night are the stars. That's one of the only good things about living here. Seeing the stars at night. The sky is riddled with them.
When we were still living at the Academy, I always saw Allison sitting on the window sill at the top floor of the house. She would sit there for a long time. A lot of the time Luther would be there with her. I never really understood it until we traveled here.
I softly knocked on the door of one of the rooms at the top of the mansion. I never really went up here, but I know who always did.
All day something was definitely up with Allison. She was more quiet then usual. Usually she was kind of bubbly and spoke to everyone. She also tried to get out of training which I thought was really weird. Dad only let us skip out on training if we were so sick that we couldn't get out of bed. If we had colds, then we were still forced to train. The sessions may have not been as rigorous as they usually were, but we still had to participate.
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Y/N Hargreeves was one of the 43 babies all mysteriously born on the same day. She is known as Number 8 to the public and is part of the Umbrella Academy. Y/N's powers are invisibility and putting people to sleep. She's always been best friends with...