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Summary 1: Andy walks in on Saige eating ice cream in secret one night, and the only sensible option is obviously for him to join her.

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It was one of those nights. One of the nights where Andy would wake up with his family on his mind, just out of reach. One of those nights where Andy would feel doubt and frustration all at once: why had he left his family, was he an idiot? And why was he doubting himself now? He must be a coward. In his own mind, Andy could never win.

He and Polaris were becoming closer, definitely, but it had only been two months since they split from the Underground, and she was just starting to make it through the night without thinking of Marcos. That's what she was telling him, anyways.

So on that night, the one where the wind howled and he could hear the busy streets of DC in the background, he sat up in his bed and contemplated what to do. He couldn't go back to sleep: if he did, he would fall back into their old living room. He would be at the park with his family. He would be with his family.

And he wasn't allowed to divulge in that luxury anymore.

It was his feet that carried him down the long hallway, and he made sure to avoid Reeva and Esme's rooms. They hadn't shown any animosity towards him, but he still wasn't comfortable around them. His mind still harbored the idea that they were dangerous, even though he was now dangerous for the exact same reasons.

And then he heard it.

A small shuffling sound, and then quiet, like someone was sitting down. A lid popped open around the corner and so did his curiosity. If someone made a noise in the underground, it was because some people (like Thunderbird) never slept. But here?

They all went to bed at 8 am, and they all woke up at 6.

He turned the corner and was surprised to see Saige leaning against the blue colored wall holding a huge carton of ice cream. She looked up when Andy turned the corner, but seeing that it was just him, she started rummaging through her bag.

"What are you doing?" He asked. His voice felt hoarse, almost empty. Was he getting a cold? He didn't really know how to react to that now that it didn't mean sick days and his mom taking care of him.

Saige tossed a spoon at him and he caught it, his reflexes on hyper mode ever since Reeva demanded that they be.

You'll regret it when you can't catch a knife that's racing towards your eyes.

"Having ice cream. I'm tired of eating fruits and vegetables."

"Said the person with super smarts." Andy remarked, though he slid down next to her.

Saige was quiet for a minute and Andy pulled the carton out of her hands. He wasn't a particular fan of Rocky Road: there were too many nuts. But he was so desperate for something sugary that he wolfed down two spoonfuls before remembering to breathe.

He was aware of how quiet it was. "Andy..." Saige said, turning to face him. She looked calm, but Andy had been around her long enough to know that there was a storm in her mind. "Did we do the right thing?"

"I'm sorry John. They destroyed the Hound Program. This is just a matter of survival."

He didn't know what to say. He really, really didn't know what to say, and that scared him.

"Wrong and right are overrated." He said finally, staring back at her. He was fed up with wondering if he did the right thing. Who cared if it was right? He believed in the goal they were trying to reach, and the Inner Circle was nowhere near as violent as everyone had made it out to be. A small part of him had feared he'd be a murderer by now, but he wasn't. And that threw him for a loop: they weren't right, and they weren't wrong.

They were fighting for the same thing, him and Lauren.

He just had to hope they'd get to the same destination.

Saige laughed next to him and he sighed, realizing how cheesy he must have sounded without context. His eyes were sagging and he was beginning to feel tired again, but the rush from eating contraband and talking to someone going through the same thing as him was exhilarating. "You're the one with super smarts!" Andy said, a bite to his words. "Maybe you should answer that question!"

Quiet again. Every conversation with Saige seemed to be stilted, like she had to think through her next words continuously. She could never just talk. That wouldn't happen, and there was reason behind it. But Andy could never be as calculating as her- he was too hotheaded and he felt things too violently.

"Smarts don't help you when you really need them." She said, capping the ice cream. Andy's stomach hurt and his fingers were freezing, but a small immature part of him was still miffed when she pushed it away. "The truth is... what we choose to do is rarely the smart thing." She tilted her head up to the ceiling and sighed. "Leaving the Underground was smart-... technically. If we left, we were promised safety. The underground couldn't promise us anything."

"Safety." Andy said, repeating her words. "Is that what this is all about to you, Saige? Being safe?"

Her eyes narrowed when she turned back to him, and she opened her mouth to refute his claim. He could see the fire in her eyes, but Andy knew where it was directed, and he knew that like all fires, it would eventually die out.

Saige's eyes could burn anywhere.

Quiet again. Andy couldn't say he was a fan of it. "No. Yes. No. What's the right answer to that?"

Andy uncapped the ice cream and shoved his spoon back in. His eyebrows were drawn when he did, and he honestly didn't care that it would wreck his stomach in the morning. He had been training every day for two months. Pigging out on ice cream wouldn't ruin that many days of hard work.

"You know... when I first saw you, Andy, I thought you were cocky."

He hadn't been expecting that. Andy turned to look at Saige, expecting her eyes to meet his. But she was looking at the ceiling again, her legs tucked under her arms. "I mean, you had all the signs. You were quiet and frowned at everything. You only looked happy when you showed off your powers. You got hot headed a lot."

"But then I realized it was because you were trapped inside yourself. You were screaming and you didn't even realize it. You joined the Inner Circle for a good reason Andy. And it was a good choice for you, so who cares if it was the right one?"

Saige turned around. Her eyes landed on Andy and she was surprised to see him asleep, leaning against the wall. He was in a non-sleep position, his arms were crossed over his chest and he was sitting criss-crossed. His head was lolled down, which suggested that he had nodded off without even realizing it. Saige laughed to herself and stood up, resigned to go look for a blanket.

"You were right." She said, looking over her shoulder. "Right and wrong is overrated."