No action in this one either but we're getting there. Can I just point out that naming teams is very hard and I apologise in advance.

A few days after the Lewinski's visit I watched Todd in his fencing final. I had to say, he wasn't half bad. "No." Chris said suddenly.

"What?"

"I know what you're thinking, Pen. He's our son. He will not turn out like we did." Chris said stubbornly.

"I thought you'd be ok if he did?" I asked. I didn't want to fight.

"I don't want him to be pushed in that direction." Chris stated, he put his foot down more often in those days.

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"Mo-om?" Todd called.

"Ye-es?" I replied, imitating him.

"Where are my shoes?" He asked.

"The shoe rack?" There was a pause.

"No."

"Your bedroom?"

"Nope."

"My room?" I asked, my plan was all coming together.

"What? Why would they be in your room." He asked, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

"I'm a crazy person, try the wardrobe." I laughed.

He walked inside and I heard, "Mo-om?"

I followed him inside and his head was inside my wardrobe. "What's this?" He asked, pointing to a large box.

"Well pull it out and let's see." I smiled.

Todd could hardly move the box, even with his extensive training in I-didn't-know-what. I gave him a hand and he grinned. "Comics?"

"I forgot about these," I lied, "I was a huge comic fan when I was a child." Not a complete lie. "'The Purple Eradicator.' God this was a long time ago."

"'The Purple Eradicator?' Never heard of her." He said.

"Really? The 'Termination Triad?'"

"Nope."

"The 'Conservation Quad?'" I asked, cringing.

"No, they are awful names."

"I didn't make them up." I said defensively. "Well, these were real superheroes. Kick Ass started the craze but Hit Girl was already a hero with her father Big Daddy. Eradicator followed not long after Red Mist." I noticed the look on my oldest son's face. "Do you want to read them?" I asked trying to not show my shear delight that he was taking an interest in my past.

"Alright." He shrugged.

"Ok, then. Start with… these." I pulled out the 'Kick Ass' comics and then mixed them up in pretty much chronological order with comics from 'Hit Girl', 'Kick Ass and Hit Girl', 'Red Mist' and 'The Purple Eradicator.' They never named one 'Kick Ass and Red Mist' because they were only together for a very short time. "And when you are done with those I'll give you the next batch." I smiled handing him a wad of comic books. "Enjoy."

He took them into his room and started immediately, whatever he was going to do before was long forgotten.

I didn't tell Chris what I had given Todd but he soon started to notice that Todd wouldn't leave his bedroom and every time he did, he would say something strangely familiar.

"Todd!" Chris yelled, one not so very extraordinary evening, "Why the hell have you tied up your sister?"

"I don't need another 'superhero' messing up my plans." Todd grinned and walked away. Chris looked into his bedroom and Todd seemed to be quoting a scene from his past.

Chris didn't know what to say. He turned to me and I hid behind the newspaper I was holding.

"Penny?"

"Uh huh." I sighed.

"Didn't Red Mist say that once?" He asked, knowing the answer.

"I couldn't say."

"Just after The Purple Eradicator had been hit across the stomach with a crowbar?" Something flashed in his eyes that I didn't like. "Can I speak with you a second?" He asked, calmly walking into the bedroom.

Angie moved as far away from the bedroom as possible, going to find salvation in Todd's room where both of her brothers had ran into. Chris and I didn't fight often but when we did it was always huge.

"How does he know about them?" He started calmly.

"He found the comics. I said he could read them." I sighed.

"And how did he find the comics?"

"His shoes were in our wardrobe and he found the box."

"And why- You put them there so he would find the comics. You want him to become what we were!" He whispered the last bit harshly.

"No, I want him to see what we used to be and be proud." I only half lied.

"Bull shit." He was fuming. "I don't want him to become us, Penny! I want him to be happy."

"We were happy."

"We were messed up! We murdered people!" He screamed.

"Bad people who deserved it."

"We played God! We were murderers with a good name! Do you want your child to become a murderer?"

"Of course not."

"Then don't push this!"

"They're just comics, Phoenix!" The name slipped out and I took a step backward. I hadn't called him that in twelve years.

"No, that was our life, we left it behind and it should stay behind. I want him to stop reading them immediately, understood?" Chris demanded.

"Yeah." I replied quietly.

Chris left and I heard him take the comics. I walked out to see him walk out of Todd's room with the whole box, "I forbid you from reading these. Do you understand?"

"But dad-" Todd protested.

"Do you understand?" He asked, clenching his jaw.

"Yes, dad." Todd nodded angrily and Chris left, slamming the door behind him.

I had never seen Chris act that way. Angie was crying so I scooped her up in my arms and led my two boys over to the sofa. I wasn't the most loving mum but I knew my children needed comforting.

Keith's eyes were brimming with water but Todd seemed to be holding it together. "He didn't mean to upset you. He is trying to protect you." I said soothingly, pulling my children in for a group hug.

"He didn't need to shout." Angie sobbed.

"I know but he didn't want to upset anyone."

"They're just comics." Todd stated.

"I know, but they represent a very dark time in your fathers life." I then looked down at my confused children's faces. "They were made when daddy and I were very young and he was very sad." I uncomplicated it for them, especially Angie.

"Why?" Angie asked.

"Because his daddy died." I explained. "And your daddy doesn't like to remember it." Again only half lying.

"Did he not like Hit Girl, The Purple Eradicator or Kick Ass?" Asked Todd which bought on a small giggle from Keith.

"No he didn't. They killed his daddy. Hit Girl and Kick Ass I mean."

"Oh." No one spoke for a little while.

"Is dad coming back tonight?" Todd asked. When me and Chris had our really bad fights, Chris would vanish for the night. I would never question him about it because he always lied and I knew he did cocaine.

"I expect so. Why?"

"I want to tell him I'm sorry."

"You weren't to know. It was my fault." I kissed his head. A whole category of some of my best achievements are gone, all because I wanted Todd to read them.

Hope you enjoyed, tell me what you think :D (and again I'm so sorry about the team names, they suck.)