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I was led inside by Jack and the ex-Little Sisters. The inside was more beautiful than the outside, most of the living room and other areas filled with empty space, the ceiling high above our heads.

"Father! Did she wake up?"

As the word 'Father' rang in my head like a siren, I watched four girls, no older than me run to gather around Jack.

They each looked at me, analyzing me. There was one girl, with blonde hair and soft, comforting eyes that were filled with sadness and pity.

Next, there were two girls with brown hair, who looked exactly alike, except for their eyes, ones being blue, and the other brown. They both seemed very close, so I guessed them to be actual sisters.

And the last girl, one with fiery red hair and striking green eyes, looked at me as if I was some intruder upon her territory.

Then, with a smile, Jack spoke, "Eleanor Lamb, meet my big Sisters"

A screech echoed in my head; a screech like a thousand of the Big Sisters of Rapture. It rang through my head, splitting it in two like a tremulous earthquake. I yelled out, the pain growing and growing. I felt something solid connect with my head, but I couldn't see. My vision was blurred and I felt weaker than ever.

Father came to me again. But instead of seeing his face as always—his shining yellow mask, watching me as we finally found each other again, though only together for those few moments—I saw him. I saw Johnny Topside, the face of a man with no fear, no regrets, and nothing to hold him back. I had only seen this face once.

Now, take the pistol…Place it against your head…Fire…

"Mommy! Mommy!!! Wake up!!!" I heard the little ones yelling my name and opened my eyes.

"Wha-What…" I mumbled.

The older Sisters were watching me with concern, the blonde with a look of fear.

Jack was kneeling by me, his hand on my shoulder, panic in his eyes. "It's just like with Ana. She's been exposed. Help me get her to the room" The older Sisters nodded and I was lifted up, too tired at the moment to notice what all has transpired.

After a dreamless nap, I awoke on a cloud-like bed, my body heavy with fatigue.

Jack was watching me, looking deep into my eyes.

Though Mother had always taught me different, to be respectful and courteous to all those around me, I couldn't resist looking back into the Savior of Rapture's eyes and charmingly asking, "See something you like?"

He didn't smile, didn't move any facial features. He had his palm placed over his mouth, his elbow on his knee.

It was then that I thought about how he had kept all of this hidden; The Sisters, the Rapture, the secrets. It would have taken an amazing amount of effort on his part, but then again, once you know the horrors of Rapture, you have to make sure it isn't discovered.

He barely moved his hand, and in a cracked voice said, "What are you?"

I had always been one to know what to say, when to say it, and how to say it. I had an IQ unmatchable by anyone, and a willpower that was more stubborn than Father had been.

But at this moment, those three words broke down every barrier, every defense mechanism I had ever put up. So all I could do was let hot tears fall down my cheeks.

"I don't know…I don't know, and I'm scared for my life…I'm a monster…" I openly cried now, welcoming the tears that I had kept locked in for so long.

But instead of hugging me, or handing me a tissue, Jack Ryan smiled.

"You don't need to be scared. You're safe here. You always will be. I've made sure my Sisters aren't hurt, and I'll do the same for you."

As more tears cascaded down my wind-blown cheeks, I muttered out a thank you. I didn't understand why I was being treated this way. Just a day ago he wanted to kill me, but now he acted a if I needed to be treated like a friend, an ally.

He only winked back.

After all of the tears had gone away, I wiped my face off on the sheets of the bed, which were already dirty due to my suit. "Sorry about the mess. This suit's kind of hard to control"

He only nodded and asked, "Tell me how you became this…this Big Daddy thing…"

I looked at him puzzled, "You mean this suit?"

He nodded to my helmet sitting on a nearby table, "Yes. Your garb. It looks like a Big Daddy Suit."

And so then I told him how I became a Big Sister, and what a Big Sister was. Not only that, but I started at the beginning; from why I was born, to Father's death and resurrection, to him coming to save me. About how I was meant to be 'the first utopian'. I told him about Augustus Sinclair and about the Rapture Family. I told him of how Father was pure enough to save my Sisters and to fend off Sofia Lamb's endless armies. I told him how Father had came to Persephone, under the building of Fontaine that Jack had traveled to ten years before, to ave me from my mother, and all of the horrible things she planned to do to me.

We had to stop periodically so I could let out more tears, but it was rather quick. What happened in less than two days felt like years and years of waiting for the revolution of Father?

"So…to become this…Big Sister, the Little Sisters were just trained. Trained to use their Adam as a power source."

I nodded.

He swallowed down air and said, "Eleanor, over the next few days you'll be going into what my Sisters call Adam Withdrawal. You'll become sick and occasionally pass out, like you did on the floor in there."

My throat was dry, "Why?"

He sighed, "You've been used to regularly consuming Adam, especially of late because of your psychopathic mother-"

"Finally! Someone besides Father agrees with me! Continue…"

"-'s plan to give you so much Substance Adam. Your body will begin to want more and more Adam to replace the Adam you haven't been ingesting lately."

I shrugged, "Been through worse."

"That's the hard part. Ana, my fifth Sister…she died from it…" At this Jack stopped speaking. His eyes glazed over and became wet. The man who had been a rock hard wall of emotions looked pitiful.

"I've been crying for the past hour. Now it's your turn." I said with a smile.

But he didn't and instead continued, "You've digested more than Ana did, so we fear the worse. You need to be ready and healthy Eleanor"

I looked at him with questioning in my eyes, "Why do you care whether I get hurt or not"

He stared back into my eyes with his signature look, and said,

"Because you're part of this family now."

Things to go over;

Lots of teary moments there.

Just put in the dirty sheets part so you guys remember that Eleanor still has her suit on.

I also had the fifth Sister killed off basically so it was easier to keep track of characters (along with the twins). This will also give a nice little sub-plot.

I thought the 'like what you see' thing would be a nice little cute moment and…

Yes. This may be heading towards what we here in Kansas like to call…

An EleanorXJack