Authors note: This is a crossover of sorts between Contaminated by Em Garner (you don't have to read the book to understand this though) and BH6, AU here so no superheroes of sorts... I was also inspired by an art NoodlesayYeah on DeviantART did, go check them out their awesome. So yeah.. Enjoy the stuff down below.

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Hiro

The streets are quiet, far more quiet then they were a year or so ago. There was some people milling about, but no one I recognized. All of our… All of HIS friends had fled the city with their families when it happened to area's that it didn't touch.

Aunt Cass, Tadashi and I had stayed.

But now here I was looking out the car window as it quietly made it's way across town. We were still able to afford to maintain it even after IT happened… It was a blessing but it still didn't hide the fact that the car was strangely quiet.

"Did… You update Baymax's healthcare protocols?" Aunt Cass asked in worry. She was worried a lot lately.

I nodded but then after a moment answered that yes, I had updated it with everything we'd need. Baymax was a healthcare robot my brother had created to heal the sick and injured. He was programmed already with over ten thousand medical procedures and protocols but… I needed a specific set programmed.

One chip marked with who it would be for and Baymax would be ready for his newest patient.

I broke out of my thought train as the car came to a stop. "Ready?" I asked Aunt Cass as I started to get out of the car.

She looked like she was ready to cry. We were at the kennels for the Unclaimed… People who no one wanted anymore, or had been found and brought in. They weren't normal people of course… Connies never were. "I'm not sure Hiro…. I'm really not sure…"

"Gimme his picture. Leon knows us enough by now…" I brought up the person who was running the kennel as she shakily handed over a folded up piece of paper. I unfolded it, it was crinkled and worn now from us constantly whipping it out but here it was. His face was smiling back at me.

Please be here…. You can't be that much of a jerk to us….

"I'm so sorry Hiro… I just don't know what I'll do if…"

"I know... I love you."

"Love you too…. Fingers crossed…"

I headed inside taking a deep breath.

This wasn't going to be fun. It never was and it never will be.

The waiting area was quiet, no one really came unless they had to. Not many people ever came to this one but it was chock full of the unclaimed.

If the person I was looking for was here… He would be in this kennel.

The caregiver, Leon gave me a sympathetic look as he lead me in back. He had gotten to know me and Aunt Cass pretty well since it happened. We came as often as we could. I came sometimes every day, Aunt Cass came with every other day.

"You know, your a brave kid. Your what ten?"

"Thirteen about to turn fourteen." I scoffed but started looking around trying not to cringe. The kennel was badly lit, like one of those horror movies. There was pale hands reaching out of the cages, strange noises. The air smelled heavily of disinfectant.

"Still it takes guts… Real guts to do what you guys are doing. I don't know what I'd do if I had to do this…" Leon was a tall man with black hair and his eyes an amber brown that when he was angry I swear looked almost red. He was angry once, when someone had attempted to kill one of the unclaimed. He had let that employee go.

I shrugged. We had been told time and time again what we were signing up for. "I just… It's what you have to do sometimes. Even if I don't like it…"

"Can I see him?"

I handed the photograph over, sadness came into Leon's eyes. "Boy he's a youngin'... How old was he when…"

"18…"

"So he'd be nineteen now…. Hm… Well let's keep looking… But you know…. He won't exactly…"

"I know…" I cut Leon off taking the photo back.

I know he won't look the same…

But I want him home… I need him home….

The return movement had started months ago. Not too many people in San Fransyokyo who were reclaiming their loved ones… But we had a lot of people so a lot of kennels.

I had to find him before the cutoff date… Or like any other of the Contaminated… The Connies… He'd be sent back to the labs that neutralized him and that would be it. I didn't want to imagine what would happen after that.

I kept walking trying to focus before yelping as a tall form slammed itself against the cage door.

It was a young man… He was pale, his eyes dead… sick. My mind corrected. He was sick. They all were just sick. There was a collar on him, one that was lit up with a green light. He had black hair that was starting to grow out from a short haircut and he was wearing a torn sweater and what would've been once a clean shirt with a black logo on it… Now it was covered in who knows what.

"Ah… He came in yesterday…. He's uh… What you would call a jumper."

"Jumper?" I asked looking at the man closely.

"He likes jumping at the door… Like he's trying to find someone…" Leon gave me a hopeful look. "Maybe… He looks familiar?"

I frowned and looked closely. With all the dirt, the strange clothing it was hard to recognize… But when I held up the picture it hit me.

I felt a lump in my throat as I reached my hand through the cage.

"Kid wait-"

The man grasped my hand tightly. "It's him…" I said my voice cracking. "I know it's him…"

"You sure?"

"This is him… This is him…" I looked up at the man with a sad smile. "... Hi… Nii-san…"