Taryn's mind replayed her talks with Hazel over the next couple of days. Her initial conversation with the time assassin and Agnes had lasted hours. They covered everything from her birth and childhood to the history of the Umbrella Academy, along with the Apocalypse, and the time jump Hazel and Agnes had made. After explaining the events of the timeline as best he could, Hazel ended up showing Taryn the suitcase that was carefully stored at his and Agnes' apartment. He impressed upon her the way things had ended up and how he believed she could make a difference.

It took a few more intense discussions for Hazel to convince Taryn that not only was time travel possible but that her presence could be of great importance. The former assassin knew that Number Five would be extremely curious about Taryn's abilities and her sudden appearance, even if the rest of his family wasn't.

Taryn was ambivalent. She was reluctant to throw herself into the (mostly) unknown but simultaneously wanted to put her recent bad break up behind her. Facing the possible apocalypse of the world was as good a way as any to stop thinking about things. Hazel promised he would get her out and back to her here and now before the end, if it occurred. In fact, since he was the only one to know how to use the suitcase, Hazel told her that would accompany her, but repeatedly emphasized that he would stay on the sidelines and not get involved in the timeline.

Diego, Five, and Luther walked in to Griddley's Doughnut shop and looked around the place before finding a seat. It was mostly empty that night, with two men sitting at the counter and one young woman sitting alone at a booth staring at her cup of coffee.

"I haven't been here since we were kids and gorging on doughnuts," Luther said.

"Still looks the same," Five said.

The trio walked over to a booth. Diego and Five sat on one side and Luther did his best to wedge himself in the seat comfortably. The young woman watched them with interest from where she sat a few booths away as they gave their order to the waitress. She did her best to be unobtrusive and if they knew they were being observed, none of the brothers gave any indication. At least, not at first.

"That girl over there keeps looking over here. Maybe she's interested in me," Diego said abruptly interrupting the conversation with his brothers.

Luther started to turn around but Diego grabbed his arm. "Don't look? What's wrong with you."

"The question is … what's wrong with you? We came here to discuss a plan and maybe get some decent coffee," said Five. He smiled as the waitress set down a steaming cup in front of him.

"Shouldn't we wait to talk about things until Allison is here...and maybe Klaus? " Luther said.

"We're here. We're going to make the plan. She's definitely interested," Diego said after looking across the doughnut shop again.

The young woman rolled her eyes and chuckled to herself. Diego didn't notice her reaction but Five peered at her with narrow-eyed curiosity. He knew there was no way she had heard what Diego had said, but her reaction was timed perfectly.

A split second before Diego stood up, she shook her head. As he sauntered over to her table, Luther turned as best he could to watch. Even Five, although aggravated, attempted to peer around his brother's hulking body for a view.

"Hi! Diego Hargreeves."

"Hey."

"Can I buy you a coffee?"

"Have one," she said and pointed to her cup.

"Doughnut, then? You don't have one of those."

"Didn't you come here to talk to your brothers?"

"My brothers?" Diego asked.

The girl nodded. "Uh-huh, the little one is hoping I slap you for starters. There's really not time for this, anyway, the world's about to end."

"The world's about to end," Diego repeated.

Diego turned his head and found Five scowling at him. The three of them did come to the doughnut shop to try and figure out how to stop the apocalypse…again. Number Two looked back and forth between the tables, then turned on his heel and retook his place next to Five.

As soon as Diego sat down, the young woman quickly got up, left a tip on the table, and walked out of the doughnut shop. When she reached her hotel room, she flung herself back on the bed.

"Way to go, Taryn. Should've thought this through a little more," she said to herself.

Hazel had told her the younger looking one, Number Five, had a thing for coffee and had visited the Doughnut shop before. They decided that it was the best place for her to run into him and strike up a conversation. Neither one of them had expected for three of them to show up at the same time.

Diego had told his brothers about his encounter after Taryn had left. They had argued about it all the way home. Luther was firm in his belief that she had been guessing, while Diego was certain she knew who they were. When the trio entered the Academy, they tried to get Klaus' opinion. Number Four made an attempt to listen to their opinions but didn't see what the big deal was either way. With a dismissive gesture, he went off to his room. Five remained undecided on the matter but was determined to get an answer.

The next evening found Taryn at Griddley's again. She had spent the day wandering around the city trying to get her bearings. Hazel had warned her that moving through time would make her sick and he was right, she felt like shit. The massive hangover-like feeling was only starting to abate. When darkness fell, Taryn went back to the shop for coffee and a pastry. She commiserated with the waitress a bit over the fickleness of customers before returning to the book she had brought. A forced cough got her attention and she found herself looking into the face of Number Five.

"Who are you?" he demanded and sat down across from her.

The waitress set down a cup of black coffee in front of Five. He looked at it and waited for Taryn to say something.

"Taryn."

"So… what's your deal? You're a big fan? Psychic? Psychotic?"

"None of the above; I'm like you," she replied coolly.

"No one is like me," Five declared.

"I was born on October 1st very unexpectedly. I'm one of those he didn't get."

"And you see the future?"

"If I could do that, I'd have picked winning lottery numbers ages ago. I hear people's thoughts," Taryn told him.

"Let's say I believe you. Why are you here?" Five asked.

"To help stop the apocalypse."

"Which happens in less than a week. Your timing is impeccable," he said smugly.

Taryn's temper flared and it took everything she had to not storm out of the shop. Instead, she took a deep breath and explained how she came to be in the current time and place. Five listened to Taryn's story intently, stopping her to ask a question every now and again. While interested in Hazel's place in the whole thing, he wasn't overly concerned. Five made sure that Taryn understood that he wasn't sure how she could help. To him, her power seemed close to Klaus' – without anyone being dead.

"Why should I trust you?" Five demanded after thinking for a bit.

"How many times have you tried to stop this so far?" she asked.

The Boy remained silent. He looked across the table at her, his face stoic. To himself however, he admitted she did a point.

"Yes, I do," Taryn said. Her eyes met his and a subtle smile crossed her lips.