"Damn it!" Claudia exclaimed, slamming her hands on the computer keyboard. She sighed, her head dropping. She pressed her thumbs into her eyebrows, fingers clasping, eyes closing. The woman took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but she felt her heart pounding hard and fast against her chest.

Leena, placing a hand on the back of Claudia's chair, leaned over her shoulder to look at the computer screen.

"What?" she said, concerned. It was a rarity that Leena lost her zen nature. However, this was different. She couldn't find her center. There was no keeping calm. There was only overwhelming worry. It was relentless and it was disturbing her work. Claudia felt it, too. That was obvious from the Warehouse's behavior.

"Well, she's definitely my kid," Claudia replied through clenched teeth. She leaned back, running her fingers through medium-length ginger hair. She gestured to her laptop which had a video feed up. There was nothing but static. "She, uh, she managed to hack me out of the security feed. I don't even know how she realized I was there." Claudia put her fingers back on the keyboard.

"She does know all your tricks," Leena sighed.

"Too smart for her own good."

"At least you found her."

"Yeah, but can I find her again? Last time we lost her, she was off radar for three weeks. How long will she be gone this time?"

"Was she okay?"

Claudia paused with a sigh. She looked up, finally meeting Leena's hazel eyes. She could see the tears welling up. Claudia didn't know how she could even cry anymore. The redhead had stopped crying after a week. It'd been too crushing, a waste of her time. She couldn't sit back and cry. She needed to be searching for her daughter.

"She's fine."

She didn't mention how ragged the teenager looked. Her clothes were starting to look too big for her. Her normally straightened hair was back to its naturally curly state, which told Claudia she had no access to a flat iron. She couldn't tell anything else except that her guitar was gone and she still had her laptop. No other small details. Security cameras weren't all that spectacular.

Leena nodded, taking a deep breath.

"We're gonna find her," Claudia promised.

"It's been two months," Leena stated, obviously discouraged.

"I know. But I'm going to."

"You should get some sleep."

Claudia shook her head. She knew very well that her eyes were blood shot and there were bags developing under them. Sleep was hard to come by nowadays. She'd never say it – not that she had to – but she had frequent nightmares about finding their daughter dead. Leena may not have known the details of her dreams, but she could read it in her aura.

"No. I'm gonna try and hack around her hack. See if I can catch her again. She's in Tennessee," Claudia said.

"Tennessee?! How on Earth did she get there?" She was obviously still worried, but there was also a hint of outrage.

"She's at a bus station. I'm gonna take that as an answer," Claudia said.

"Can't you track her debit card? See if she's bought anything recently?"

"I did. Same as last time. She hasn't used it in weeks. Jett's a smart girl. She knows I can track it. Same reason she hasn't used her phone. At least we know we did one thing right in parenting her."

"I should've stopped her," Leena mumbled. Claudia shook her head, fingers typing away at lightning speed. They'd had this conversation before. It was something she was growing used to and her responses were growing more and more automated.

"Nothing would've stopped her. She's me. You remember how I was," Claudia explained. "Jett's a runner."

"But I could've-"

"You couldn't," Claudia cut her off curtly. "It's like when I went to Switzerland after the whole MacPherson thing. Only difference is I had a destination. Jett's just wandering with nowhere to go. It's harder to stop her."

"Then how are we going to?"

"I dunno. We just will. She has to stop at some point. And when she does, I will go to her and drag her ass back here."

Claudia ran her fingers through her hair again, sighing. As awesome as it was to have a daughter so much like her, sometimes it was a pain. Actually, this was beyond pain. This was like being on the excruciating brink of death and, despite wanting it, never being able to have its relief.

Their daughter had snuck out in the middle of the night two months ago and hadn't been home since. She'd always been just a bit rebellious. It was something Claudia and Leena both knew how to handle, because of Claudia's own youth. But over the few months before she'd disappeared, her behavior had just gotten worse and her grades had dropped drastically. Not only that, but there was a constant hostility surging from her being which was an oddity, seeing as she'd inherited Leena's chill demeanor.

"I better get dinner ready. Myka and Helena will be home soon," Leena said, exiting the breakfast nook. Claudia returned her attention to the computer.

"Olivia Jett Donovan, I'm gonna find you."