And it is ALIVE! Yes more chapters I love it. This story is just the biggest thing in my mind.

Brainiac 5 was sitting in the living room working on one of his projects when a little girl wondered in peeking over the arm of the couch. Brianiac 5 glanced at her out of the corner of his emerald eyes.

"Hello there," he said with a smile. The little girl waved shyly. "My name's Querl, what is yours?"

"Christine Brennan," the little girl said, "Do you work with Mommy and Daddy?"

"No," he said, "Your Mother is working with one of my teammates though," he said quickly taking out the part of Trina being a dead body.

"Oh… I'm sorry," the child said, laying a little hand on his hand holding the screwdriver.

Brainy's eyebrows arched in surprise at this, "It's alright," he said.

"Were you close friends?" she asked in an innocent sweet little voice.

"Christine, quite bothering our guest," Brennan said sternly.

"Yes, Mommy."

"She has an insatiable curiosity," Brainiac 5 said with a smile, "I do not mind answering some of her questions. Yes Christine, we were close. We are…were boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Ohh…did you have a baby like Mommy and Daddy?" she asked. Brainy jumped in surprise at this question as she pulled herself up beside him.

"Are they not wed?"

"I don't see the practicality of only settling down with one person," Brennan said sitting beside Christine.

"Ahh," he said, "No, Trina and I didn't have any children." Christine looked over Brainy's arm.

"What are you working on?" she asked, pulling at his hand to get a better view as children will sometimes do.

"One of my latest inventions, it's supposed to open a dimensional pocket for unlimited storage. Trina was assisting me with it and had the proper formulas I needed to get the matter teleporter working properly."

"That's physically impossible," Dr. Brennan said, "There is only one known realm of matter and we are it."

"Dr. Brennan as much as I abhor disagreeing with your reasoning, I must. There have been numerous situations proving the existence and abundance of other realms of matter that exist in our universe."

"I am surprised that someone with your vast intellect, as proven from your vocabulary, that you are so naive as to believe in things that are pure myth. Tell me do you also believe in the existence of a deity such as God?"

"One hundred percent," the disguised Coluan replied stoically. Little Christine watched the conversation between the two for a while before jumping from the couch and going to find her Daddy. He didn't use such big words that confused her so.

"Do tell me how much progress you have made with this Dimensional gate?" she inquired.

"It is a dimensional pocket and as I have already said, I have to re-figure all the formulas Trina had come up with," he said, returning to his work. He had just begun again when a tone rang from his side. His Legion belt/coms.

"Please excuse me," he said standing and making his way to a more private room. Once the door to the guest room was closed the he lifted his ring and a hologram of Bouncing Boy appeared.

"I thought we understood we weren't to use the comms units at all," Briany said.

"I know how to work these though. These "cell phones" in this century, I can't figure it out."

Brainiac 5 gave a groan and pinched the bridge of his nose as the beginnings of a headache began forming, "What is so important you simply had to contact me?"

"Well apparently our comms unit picks up some of the more heavy police calls here as well," Bouncing Boy said.

"And…?"

"I was wondering how you shut it off! It's driving me crazy. I can't get to sleep," Bouncing Boy wailed.

"Alright just recalibrate the intervention circuit to the soundless adaptation."

"…"

"There is an off button on the side of your belt," Brainy said rolling his eyes.

"Huh? Oh thanks, Brainy," Bouncing Boy said clicking the button and ending the transmission.

Brainiac 5 shook his head and turned back to the door to return to his project. If he succeeded with his Inter-Dimensional pocket then it would be about ten times easier for them to take Ultimate Girl's bones and get them to Mistianmar.

He opened the door to join the others, finding Dr. Brennan looking over the Inter-Dimensional pocket. Brainy arched his eyebrow, stepping forward and taking a seat himself again.

"Trying to decipher my technological style?" he asked.

"Yes," she said glancing up, "I know I am an anthropologist but none of this mechanism makes any sense to any of the technology I know."

"I believe Chuck explained that no one could decipher my technological fashion," Brainy said reaching for the cube.

"I can't believe that it will work," she said negatively.

"I will admit this early in the process it is indeterminate as to whether it will work or not. My inventions have sometimes been known to "blow up in my face", as the colloquialism is put," he replied reaching absently for a set of tweezer like pliars to reach a small red wire.

"And it doesn't discourage you?"

"Quite the contrary. Science is about trial and error in experimentation. Without error I would never discover where I went wrong and would be unable to improve upon my mistakes," Brainiac 5 replied twisting the bared wire against the other one.

"Excellent point," she said watching with a new wariness as Querl's hands worked deftly. After the wire was tied off he picked up a pen and pad with a somewhat disgusted look on his face. He scribbled elaborate mathematical equations over the paper.

"If you will excuse me Dr. Brennan, I must look in to where I can acquire supplies for this project," he said nodding and rising before going to his room.

He closed his door and leaned against it looking to the ceiling, "Trina please come back," he whispered, "Please come back soon."

Well there is that one down. I love getting to use my extended vocabulary on this one.

The Tuneless Siren: Haha, I updated but unfortunately you still don't know our villain.