"Are we going to be arrested for being here Sash?" Becky looked around in awe at the empty warehouse. It had some boxes in it, as well as a nice looking low rider tucked away in the corner.

Sasha rolled her eyes at her now orange haired friend, "No, its my warehouse. Used to be my dad's…" She trailed off uncertainly. Becky winced on behalf of her friend. All four girls knew what had happened with Sasha's childhood. She had been left on a doorstep in Boston as a baby and had a really rough life growing up. When she had been eight a nice man, Eddie Guerrero, had come and adopted her. Sasha and him had been as close as could be. But when she went away to college at eighteen he had died, murdered by a couple of thugs for his wallet. Sasha didn't like to talk about it and the other four girls respected that. They had just felt honored to be told that piece of her history in the first place.

Becky pointed over to the low rider, "That his?" She hoped this wouldn't set Sasha off. The last thing they needed was for Sasha to spark up and blow out the city's power grid.

Sasha gave her a small sad smile, "Yeah, it was his baby. He used to tell me he wasn't sure which one of us would get to go to college." She gave a watery laugh, "He'd let me help whenever she needed repairs though. It probably needs a tune up… if you wanted to take a look sometime?" Sasha tried to play it offhanded, but Becky felt a warm glow in her chest. It wasn't everyday that Sasha was so openly friendly. She usually had to pull it out of her kicking and screaming, or just accept that Sasha would only show it in little actions and comments throughout the day.

"I'd love to take a peek! She's a beauty!" Sasha gave her a small smile, but let it drop and turned towards the several empty boxes they had Bayley set up for them with her newfound strength. Bayley and Charlotte had accompanied them here, but had not been as excited about their abilities as Becky and Sasha were. Bayley still looked afraid to touch anything, and the usually calm Charlotte was looking more and more frayed by the second. Bayley had excused herself to go get lunch with someone she had been furiously texting the whole morning, while Charlotte simply said she had to meet her father. Becky and Sasha let their friends go, telling them to be careful. But for the two still remaining, it was time to be very un-careful.

Becky lit her palm on fire and through the tiny fireball between her hands, examining it. She had gained even more control since this morning, after using her shower to put the ends of her hair out. She had focused much of the warm energy flowing through her to her arms and hands. But it took her an amazing amount of concentration to keep it there. She looked at Sasha who had held her own hand up, purple sparks crackling between her fingertips. Sasha smirked at her, jerking her head towards the boxes.

"Only way we are gonna get full control is seeing what we can do. Ready to train?"

Becky grinned right back at her roommate, "Bet I hit more targets than-" she cut herself off midsentence as she saw a flash of black and gold near a window towards the top of the warehouse. She searched the roof again, but saw nothing. She shook it off and launched a fireball at a makeshift box target. It struck, causing the box to give a small poof of an explosion and begin to burn. She turned back to Sasha victorious, "I'm gonna kick your arse at this!"

Sasha merely gave her a withering smile before pointing her arm at her own box target and letting the lightning flow into it.

Bayley bounced her leg as she sat at the small outdoor café in the city. She looked down at her legging clad leg moving up and down causing the colors to blur together in a pleasant way that calmed her down. Or at least it did, before she noticed that the pavement where she had been bouncing her leg had begun to crack under the pressure. She forced her leg to stop, her voice letting out a small 'meep'.

She checked her phone for what seemed like the millionth time. But before she could text her friend again to see where she was, she saw her making her way through the throng of people. She was clad in her signature leather jacket. Bayley always wondered if it was one leather jacket or if she had multiples in her closet for emergencies. Bayley shook her head, not important right now Bayley. She gave her friend a small smile as she sank into the chair across from where Bayley had been.

"Oh my God, I'm exhausted. We were up all night taking care of stuff and I barely got any sleep, so this better be good, B." Paige gave her a cocky grin, "You know how I can get when I don't get my beauty sleep."

Bayley grinned at her long time friend, "I remember vividly how cranky you could be in the mornings. Perk of being your roommate in college." Paige gave her a laugh, but when Bayley didn't join in Paige frowned at her.

"What has you so in a tizzy that you demand I meet you here? You are usually the one who asks nicely out of the two of us." The waiter brought the two cups of coffee that Bayley had ordered for them both. Paige gave him a smile of thanks and took a sip, groaning in relief at what Bayley knew to be her favorite type of coffee.

Bayley twitched nervously and didn't touch her drink, "Uh, well, I had an experience last night…"

Paige raised an eyebrow at her, "I know you didn't call me up and demand an early lunch with me just to tell me you got lucky."

Bayley's eyes widened and she felt her face heat up in a blush. She sputtered at her friend while Paige just laughed. Once Bayley had regained her composure somewhat she bent towards the middle of the table, dropping her voice to a whisper, "No, I mean a super powered experience." Paige's eyes widened and darted about the small enclosure outside the café. She slapped a twenty-dollar bill on the table and pulled Bayley out of the café by her arm. On the way out of the gate that led to the street Bayley bumped into a man, she was so focused on Paige pulling her away that all she managed was to apologize over her shoulder. She dug her heels into the pavement for a moment to try to be a little more considerate to the man she just bumped into, but when she turned her head there wasn't anyone around. Paige regripped her wrist and didn't stop pulling Bayley until they made it into an alley.

She turned and began to scan Bayley from head to toe. "Did a villain find you? Did they hurt you? God, I don't know how they would know that I knew you, I-"

Bayley gently placed her hand over Paige's mouth. "No, I- think I got superpowers. Well, no, I know I did. But I don't know how to deal with them, and since I know you have powers and you are part of The Sentinels I figured you'd know what to do… or what I should do."

Paige just looked at her and breathed out heavily. She put her hands on Bayley's shoulders and forced her to look into her eyes. "You're okay though?"

Bayley shrugged, "Just freaked out. Not sure if I am excited to have powers and everything, or sad I can't be how I used to be. It's a weird feeling."

Paige gave her a small sympathetic smile. "Most sane people go through that feeling. You don't look any different. What happened?"

Bayley then retold the story of finding the space pod and the last moments of Dusty's life right before the crystal exploded. Bayley made sure to leave Sasha, Becky, and Charlotte out of it. She knew how protective people could be about their identity once they got powers and she wouldn't betray her friends' trust, even for Paige, without their permission. Paige sighed and leaned against the wall. "Yeah, that's what we were dealing with last night. Goldust was wrecked. Took Roman and Generico to calm him down." She took another sigh before pushing herself off the brick wall of the alley and gave Bayley a small grin. "Super strength though. That's not bad. Not as cool as my energy manipulation, but close."

Bayley gave a hoarse chuckle, "It wasn't cool for my alarm clock this morning. I smashed it to smithereens without trying at all. I was so scared to give my, er, friends a hug cause I might break them… I don't know how to control it." Her voice was quickly becoming hysterical, but she felt Paige wrap her arms around her and squeeze. Bayley cautiously put her hands on Paige's leather clad back, not putting any pressure behind it.

"I know how much you like hugs, and I'm gonna give you all the one's you need until you figure out how to control your strength. I'm sure your other friends will do the same if you tell them."

Bayley nodded into Paige's neck in agreement before gulping, "How do I learn to though?"

Paige pulled away and looked up at her, "Well first, I'm gonna talk to Finn about getting you a place with me. You're not just a powered person now, B, you are an overall good person. Best person I've ever met." Bayley blushed at the praise before Paige continued, "If anyone deserves a spot on The Sentinels its you." She gave Bayley a bright smile, "And after that, me and some of the other guys and girls will work with you. But that's only if you want me to. I won't say a word to Finn if you want to keep this a secret."

Bayley clenched her jaw. When Paige had gotten powers Bayley had been supportive of her college roommate, then also current roommate, but when Paige had joined the hero team she had gotten frightened that someone would find her out and track Bayley back to her. She had helped Bayley get a new apartment and now met her once a week for lunch at the very least. That didn't even include all the texting that they were able to do after Goldust had used his technopath powers on Paige's phone. "You wouldn't tell your team leader about me? Don't you have to do that?"

The Sentinels were a tight group of heroes that went out as a team to assist the world. There were several of their number in the city as well in other cities across the globe. They had the permission of the United Nations to operate in most countries and had thus far been very effective against world ending drama. Paige had been a member for three years. A year after she discovered her energy manipulation. A old member by the name of Lita had come and requested her to join and Paige had jumped at the opportunity. They were a tight knit group that had to trust each other.

Paige rolled her eyes, "Since when do I follow all the rules? I'm a hero, not a loser. Plus, you are my best friend. You used to be the first and only one who knew my secret, if you want to keep this to yourself, then the rules can go screw themselves."

Bayley giggled at her friend's antics before gulping. This was the moment of truth. "Do you trust Finn?"

Paige seemed to catch the hint at what Bayley was getting at. "Yes, with my life." Her eyes shined with hope at seeing more of her best friend.

Bayley sighed and nodded, not being able to resist those eyes. "Okay. I'm in." She had never seen Paige's smile so bright after that.

Charlotte sighed at the empty house. How could her father forget they had a lunch date again? She had planned to storm into his house in a rage and tell him off. Especially after what happened this morning, she needed her dad just for some normalcy. She would never tell him what had happened to her. He would never look at her the same way again. He would despise her, especially with what happened to Reid.

Charlotte closed her eyes and took a breath. Not opening that can of worms. Not today. She sighed and moved to search the house for her father. She had waited at the restaurant an extra hour to give him a chance to make it. It would have been acceptable because some of the roads were blocked off with some of The Sentinels hero team trying to take down notorious villain The Nature Boy.

She felt her face morph into a grimace at the thought of villains and heroes. They had cost her a lot more than some stupid detour. She had walked around the house twice by the time she thought all this. With no sign of her father, she felt her anger pick up again. There was only one place her could be, his office. The one room he had told her never to go in as a child, and that rule carried over to her adulthood.

She found the office and when listening closely heard no noise coming inside of it. She knocked on the door, the rule for if her or her brother wanted their dad and he was in there. When there was no answer she growled in frustration and rammed her head into the door. It moved ever so slightly and her eyebrows pricked up. It had never been unlocked before, she had always been a daddy's girl growing up so the thought of disobeying her father's one big rule had never crossed her mind, even in her disrespectful teenage years. She moved her hand towards the knob before the shutting of the front door caused her to jump away.

"Charlotte?" Her dad called for her from the other room. She sighed and moved towards the foyer to greet him. He saw her and tried to give her a smile, but her glare made him duck his head down. "I missed lunch. I'm sorry. I got caught up at work, then that stupid hero business got in the way-"

"I waited an extra hour for you." Charlotte cut him off, "If you are going to lie, at least lie well. I can smell the alcohol on your breath."

He winced, "I-Its-," he sighed; "It's a tough day today." His head dropped to his chest, and Charlotte felt her heart break a little, but her anger was still stronger.

"Don't you think I know that? He was my brother! I'm hurting just like you and you couldn't even take a day to spend time with me so we could grieve together? His death changed everything for me, just like it did with you." Charlotte felt tears prick at her eyes as she thought about her brother, and the aftermath of his death. "I lost my brother, then my marriage fell apart because I couldn't deal with it. I need you to be here for me like I'm trying to be here for you."

Her dad growled, "I know, but those damn heroes had to pick today to wreck more of the city. All that destruction they cause hurts people. Someone needs to stop them!"

"Maybe so, but that person isn't you," Charlotte frowned when she saw a defiant gleam in her dad's eyes, but ignored it to continue, "You still have a kid who needs you. A daughter who hasn't seen the person she loved growing up in three years because of this."

Her anger finally subsided and she placed a hand on her dad's shoulder, squeezing until he looked up at her. "Go brush your teeth and change. We'll go to Reid's favorite restaurant. I'm driving, you're buying." She saw him open his mouth to object, "No. You owe me this after today. Whatever you had planned, cancel it. They'll understand."

He gave her a sad smile, but nodded. He moved off towards his room to do as he was told. Once he was out of sight, Charlotte staggered over to the nearest couch and collapsed onto it. She let her head fall back and gaze at the high ceiling of her father's large house. She was able to see the cloudless sky through on of the skylights and let her mind wander. Then she saw movement on the skylight, her dazed eyes grew sharper as she tried to pick out the motion, but a loud bang from her father shutting his door snapped her attention back to the hallway for a split second. When she looked back up all she could see was the cloudless blue sky. Probably just a bird.