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"Anna! Anna!" called Charlotte happily when the elder sibling knocked on her neighbor's door.

"Hey kiddo!" she replied happily as she bent down and swept her sister into her arms, giving her a tight hug, the tears reappearing.

"Hey Anna, you okay?" asked Cora as she reached the door, noticing her friend's tears.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm all right." She lied through her teeth but Charlotte wasn't buying it.

"Anna, are you scared?" she asked, sensing her sister's emotions.

"A little baby, Warren's pretty bad."

"Bad? I thought you said Warren was the good guy?" she asked, confused.

"He is sweetie, he is, he is a very good guy, what I mean is, he's very sick."

"Sick? Does he need chicken soup?"

Anna laughed and hugged her sister even tighter, feeling an upsurge of affection for the small girl in her arms.

"I think he'd like that, you want to come with me and see him?"

"Yeah, we'll bring soup." Nodded Charlotte, Anna laughed again, Cora joining in.

"Well, we can't bring it today, but when he gets back home we'll take him some, I promise."

Charlotte nodded and Anna sent her to get her things while she chatted with Cora in the living room.

"How bad is he?"

"Pretty bad, Cor, I know his dad is back, and I know it scares the hell out of him that he'll end up a villain just like him, but I can't understand why he would think it is so bad that he would even consider leaving." The tears came back and Cora smiled at her friend.

"You really love him don't you?"

"Of course I do, he saved my life, and gave Charlotte a childhood without yelling or blood or bruises."

"No, I mean, you really love him, don't you?"

Anna stared at her friend, her mouth open for a moment before closing it again, unsure if she should answer.

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"Good morning Warren, glad to see you're awake."

Warren turned his head towards the voice and smiled grimly at the man before him. He was elderly, gray hair and dark brown eyes, a small smile on his face as he surveyed the young man before him.

"Hello."

"My name is Doctor McCulloch, and I am a psychiatrist, I would like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind."

Warren didn't reply, he had no idea what this man was going to ask him, but he did know that he didn't have to answer a damn thing; they could only hold him for seventy two hours, no more.

"I would like to know what is going on right now."

Silence.

"In your personal life, is there any upheaval, or sudden change?"

Silence.

"You don't have to talk to me Warren, but I wish that you would."

More silence.

"Warren, I brought you some visitors…oh! Hello Dr." Shandra stood in the doorway, surprise on her face.

"Hello Nurse Shandra."

"Hi Shandra." The two men greeted her and when she mentioned visitors Warren's face lit up, so Dr. McCulloch took the initiative to watch Warren with people he liked and felt comfortable around.

"Warren!" Charlotte burst into the room and ran towards her friend, but stopped at the side of his bed, careful not to touch him.

"Hey Charlie, c'mere and give me a hug." He replied, smiling wide and opening his arms but Charlotte hung back.

"I don't want to hurt you, Anna said you're sick." She answered, looking apprehensive of all the tubes sticking out of him.

"Don't worry about that, I'll never be too sick to hug you, c'mere." His smile relaxed her and she climbed into the bed next to him and hugged him tight. He hugged her back, his smile growing, he had missed Charlie.

"Let him breath sweetie." Joked Anna as she entered the room and squeezed Warren's hand once she reached his bedside.

"Sorry." Apologized Charlie as she let go of him, but she didn't get off the bed.

"Hi Anna."

He was trying to soothe her frazzled nerves and try to ease her anger at him and she knew it.

"Hi." She replied as she let him pull her onto the bed with him and her sister, letting her cuddle into his other side.

"I missed you." He purred against her hair and she snuggled into his warm embrace, she had missed the feeling, especially since for a few minutes she thought that she'd never get to feel it again.

"You scared us." She told him and he nodded, he knew, and he did feel sorry for that, he felt sorry for trying to leave, he was already regretting it, letting his father's escape get to him. He hadn't seen his father nearly his whole life, he didn't know why it should bother him so much that he was out now it wasn't like he would have to see him unless his father contacted him. And he knew that was what he feared most. Because if his father contacted him, then he would have to tell the authorities and that would make him responsible for putting his father in jail, his own flesh and blood, and as much as he hated his father for leaving and for being a villain, he couldn't stand his father hating him or being disappointed in him.

"Warren?" it was Charlotte, she could feel the difference in his silence and he looked over at her in concern.

"What's the matter Charlie?" he asked her. She didn't reply, she merely snuggled into his side just like her sister was doing and Warren smiled faintly, pulling his two favorite girls closer to him.

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"Who're these girls?" asked Dr. McCulloch as he and Shandra exited the room.

"Uh, the older one is Anna, the younger is her sister Charlotte, they're friends of Warren's, and they've been through a lot together."

"Do they all live together?"

"They live near each other, why?" Shandra was slightly confused as to what the Dr. before her was getting at.

"Well, he won't talk to me, and I believe that the people he will talk to are those girls in there, maybe they can figure out what is so wrong in his life and help him fix it."

"You want them to be his psychiatrist?"

"No, he should come in for real counseling, but, if he isn't comfortable talking with other people, then maybe he should talk to who he is comfortable with."

Shandra peeked back in the room and saw the smiles and heard the laughter of the three people inside; they looked like a family.

"I hope you're right."