Just a few days later, Hiro came in with Abigail close behind him. Hiro had bandages wrapped around his left leg.

Abigail smiled weakly at Callaghan, "Hey, dad." she said.

Hiro looked at Callaghan, "So-Uh. I'll let you two talk for awhile." he said, going silent as Abigail got her father's attention, "Dad-What happened to you?" she frowned a bit, she knew that she didn't want to guilt her father like this, but curiousity was the better of her, "You never would have done something as to attack Krei before...My incident."

Callaghan looked away, thinking now of the notes he had been given-He couldn't tell them. Not now.

"I don't know what came over me. I let it cloud my judgement...I hurt so many people when I did it." he frowned, Hiro sighed, remembering. But he didn't look mad. He'd let go of the rage he felt to Callaghan completely.

Abigail sighed, then decided not to press the subject anymore, "So Hiro told you that I teach at SFIT now, right?"

He nodded, a slight smile on his face visible.

Abigail went on to tell her father of how wonderful she thought teaching was. It put a smile on his face, he wouldn't be allowed to teach anymore-But Abigail, his precious baby, was continuing to expand minds in his place. To say he was proud of her would be an understatement.

Hiro noticed something, however, besides the pride that he felt for Abigail. It usually showed up whenever she would talk about Hiro's experiment for class or his grades. Robert Callaghan would seem rather nervous for a split-second. But then relaxed as she went onto another topic.

Suddenly Abigail realized she was needed back at the school, "Oh-Sorry. I've gotta get going." she smiled a bit sheepishly, "But I'll be back-Come on, Hiro." she held a hand to the boy.

"I'll catch up in a minute." Hiro said, Abigail nodded. Leaving.

Robert looked at the boy, uncertain. Hiro was a rather unpredictable child, as he'd proved himself against all odds. What if...Nevermind, he needed to keep Hiro away from that topic, "What happened to your leg?"

"Accident. While...Walking." Of course that meant he'd gotten into a fight with a bad guy while on patrol the night before, but there were too many guards around for Hiro to properly say what had happened.

Hiro straightened up, "Alright, what's going on with you?" he narrowed his eyes at the former professor.

In truth, the older man wanted nothing more than to warn Hiro out loud about some unknown danger-But the threat. Yes, Hiro was a superhero, but right now-He was a fifteen year old boy.

"I was just-Wanting you to look over a plan I had...For a machine...When I got out-It's nothing bad. I promise."

He pulled a sheet of paper out from his sleeve, handing it to Hiro.

The blueprint in itself was very simple invention, not unlike something he'd made before, but every now and again he'd see these...Wierd lines on it. In the exact same pattern, repeating over and over again. But they looked simple enough to be mistaken for a part of the design.

"It looks pretty cool." Hiro said, Callaghan nodded, "I would appreciate it if you took it home with you."

Hiro blinked, "Huh?"

"Please, I know I'm in no place to be the one asking for anything. But it would mean everything if you could just look over the blueprint tonight. Tell me anything you see that could be fixed."

Hiro slowly nodded in agreement-What was so special about that blueprint? It wasn't really any invention to be excited over...Unless.

"Sure thing." Hiro nodded, standing up, "I'll see you later." he announced again, leaving the station.

Hiro flopped onto his bed, looking at the blueprints that Callaghan had so wanted him to look over. After all, he'd made a promise to look at them...

Okay, so it wasn't really that. The blueprint was for a battle bot, and was pretty good, too, but it was those weird dots and lines that got him puzzling.

For the next half hour Hiro would stare at it, wondering what it was, and why it was repeatedly drawn on there, but carefully as well. Trying to blend it in with the blueprints. As though it were some code to be solved by the o-CODE!

It hit him like a ton of bricks-Robert Callaghan had written in MORSE CODE.

Hiro began to decipher the translation, bringing his memories of when he was learning it it, he began to write it down on a small sheet of paper.

D-A-N-G-E-R

S-O-M-E-O-N-E-C-O-M-I-N-G

He blinked at the message-Why couldn't Callaghan tell him that when they were talking face-to-face?

Unless...He was threatened somehow?

Hiro quickly rolled up the little message, and threw it in the trash bin. He needed to think now. No, he needed to act now, "Baymax!" he looked at the robot standing on his charging station, "Suit up, buddy. We're making another visit."

Robert's eyes widened as he looked at the note left on his bed-Written in...Morse code. He swallowed, his hands were shaking as he picked up the letter, and read over what it said-

G-O-O-D-B-Y-E