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"And that should do it buddy." Hiro said as he zipped the vinyl siding that hid Baymax's internal computer.

There was a whirring sound as Baymax's internal computers rebooted and analyzed the new programs that had been coded into his internal memory. Hiro pushed himself back in his chair and folded his arms behind his head as he waited, bouncing his wrench up and down.

"Updates complete." Baymax said as his eyes flashed green in coordination.

"Those new updates should fix a lot of the bugs you had in your coordination. Should make suturing and stitching easier for you." Hiro told him before adding under his breath, "And easier on the rest of us when we need to be patched up. How do you feel buddy?"

"I am a robot. I do not feel." Baymax reminded him. Hiro snorted and rolled his eyes. Of course. "However, under the circumstances I believe I can be certain that I will find these upgrades most beneficial and make me a better healthcare companion."

"Awesome," he smirked. He spun in his chair back to his computer.

"Has there been any progress on locating Dr. Callaghan?" inquired Baymax.

"No word from the others at Krei Tech, no hits on the website, and none of the sweeps have shown anything." Hiro answered with a sour voice. "And Vanellope Delle hasn't popped up either."

"Very little time has passed since Vanellope Delle first came." Baymax reminded him.

"I know, I know." sighed Hiro as he jiggled his computer mouse across the mouse pad. The screen lit up and the image that had been posted on the blog danced across his screen sans audio track. He hated waiting. Waiting sucked.

"Has an analysis of the image that was posted on the weblog revealed any useful data?"

"The monster that the mask is on top of the hydra. It's from Greek mythology. Why our mystery tipper chose it is beyond me. Fred swears there's a reason but I'm starting to agree with GoGo. It's probably just a random animation clip they found and used. Fred's still looking into it though." explained Hiro, "Other than that, no. There's absolutely nothing else to learn and our mystery tipper hasn't come out again."

"That is a very unsatisfactory result. It is no wonder that your neurotransmitters are lower than usual." Baymax pointed out. Then Baymax's hand appeared in front of him and Hiro found himself pinned forcibly to Baymax's chest. "It will be alright." Baymax reassured him as he repeatedly patted Hiro on the head in 'treatment.'

Hiro rolled his eyes. "Yeah, thanks buddy."

There was a knock on the lab's door. Hiro's eyebrow quirked up. It definitely wasn't any of his friends visiting him. They never knocked. Well, Honey Lemon did but it was always as she was walking in anyways. Maybe it was one of his professors. His midterm project report was coming up and he had been less than forthcoming with his notes. Mainly because he kept forgetting where he'd sat them down at. He winced. Yeah, it was definitely his robotics professor coming to make sure that there was actually some sort of project being worked on in the lab.

He bit back a groan as he looked up at the door. "Alright, I think it's about time for you to go back to your charging station Baymax." Hiro said as he began to shuffle papers from one end of his desk to the other. "I'm satisfied with my care."

"I will be ready should you need me." Baymax responded as he waddled over to his charging port. There was a hiss as he deflated and his metal skeleton collapsed on to itself. There was another knock on his lab door.

"Hold on! Hold on!" he called as he thumbed through some of the notebooks on his bookshelf. "Be right there. Yes! Here they are."

He scrambled to the door, project notes in his hand. Well, some of his project notes anyways. He slid the door open. "I know, I know Dr. Raymond. I've been promising you for weeks now but I swear I just…"

Hiro looked up from the notes. It wasn't his robotics professor at the door. Vanellope Delle, S.H.I.E.L.D. investigator, stood at the threshold with her hand still raised to knock. "Hiro Hamada?" she asked in confusion.

Her eyes scanned over him, most likely taking in how young he was. She turned her head to the side very briefly before shaking it off. Oh this was just perfect! "Uh, yeah. That would be me." he told her, plastering his most brilliant smile on his face. Time to turn on the charm. "Can I help you Miss…"

"Delle, Vanellope Delle." she told him not missing a beat. She held out a badge with her name on it. "I'm a consultant with the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Department."

"That's a mouthful." commented Hiro as he took her credentials and studied them for a moment. The stern picture of Delle seemed to match perfectly with the girl he'd seen at Krei Tech a few days prior. "You're nicer looking in person." he complimented her smoothly as he gestured to the picture on her credentials.

"That's why we just call it S.H.I.E.L.D." she informed him as he handed her back her badge. Wow, she just completely ignored his compliment. "I was hoping you had a few minutes to talk to me."

"Uh, sure. Why not?" he answered as he stepped aside from the door. All the better for him if Delle wanted to talk to him. Though he wasn't particularly sure what she wanted from him.

Delle entered his lab and nearly immediately tripped over a discarded tool. She stumbled but kept herself upright. "A bit disorganized I see." she told him as she surveyed his lab space disapprovingly.

Okay, yeah sure. Wasabi and Honey Lemon both had been urging him to clean up his lab lately. Well all the time really. Wasabi was particularly vocal about it and Honey Lemon just suggested that it might be easier for him to keep track of his notes if he didn't have papers lying all over the place. Fred didn't mind it though. GoGo just kind of rolled her eyes as she sidestepped his various tools on the floor. He laughed a little nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, y'know how it is… Midterms are coming up and I've been kinda busy."

Delle's lips twitched in a small smile. "I can relate." she said with a small shrug.

She turned her back to him and walked further into his lab, continuing to take it in. Hiro took a breath through his nose before exhaling through his mouth. Softly he cracked his knuckles. It was go time! "Soo… what did you want to talk to me about?" he asked lazily as he shut the door to his lab with a light click.

"I was actually hoping that you could answer some questions about Dr. Robert Callaghan." Delle said as she turned to face him. She was holding a yellow legal paper pad in her hand with a ballpoint pen. It looked as though she already had several pages filled judging by the way she'd curled them over then end of the cardboard back.

Involuntarily, Hiro felt his jaw and throat tightened. It was an absolute struggle. In order to retain his 'secret identity,' he and the others had long ago decided that they knew nothing about Callaghan's villainous plot beyond what had been revealed on the news. In other words, when asked Hiro would get reasonably angry at the theft of his work and completely oblivious to the fact that Callaghan hadn't cared whether or not his brother had lived or died in the fire he set. It had been torturous to sit in the trial and listen to the defense swear up and down that Callaghan hadn't set the fire and that he hadn't known Tadashi had come in after him. Fury burned through him. Had he just said something, Callaghan would've been convicted for killing his brother too.

It suddenly occurred to Hiro that Delle was staring at him and he was in dangerous territory. He couldn't manipulate her into telling him anything about Callaghan like this. So instead he heaved a sigh. Delle took it as reluctance. "I understand that you might not want to. It was your work Dr. Callaghan stole and used for heinous purposes. I'm the last person who wants to dredge up old wounds but I promise you it's important."

Shock spread across his face. That was supposed to be sealed information. "I know that your name was redacted from the court files because of your age but some of the other students I talked to earlier today told me." Delle explained. "Please. Your help above all would be the most helpful."

"Anything I can do to help a lady such as yourself." he told her brightly, stomping down the bitterness in his throat.

Delle gave him a smile. He was so glad that he was a better actress than she was. His early years of conning back alley bot fighters was just a warm up for him. She had no idea just what Callaghan had stolen from him. Delle looked around her for somewhere to sit.

Hiro rushed to oblige her. He made a great show of scrambling to get one of his extra chairs cleaned off for her to sit. She thanked him as she sat down. If Delle wanted to talk about Callaghan then that might make his job a little easier. Though he was definitely going to tread carefully. Delle was way too sneaky to not be up to something.

As she settled into her chair, he leaned against his desk nonchalantly. Very subtly he pushed the sleeves of his hoodie up before crossing his arms over his chest. He was acutely aware of the fact that his muscular arms were on display for Delle's viewing pleasure. That was kind of the point though. Crime fighting had some perks and one of them was definitely biceps to make any girl go gaga. "So, how can I help?" he asked lightly with a bright smile.

Delle flipped to a blank page on her notepad, adjusting her glasses as she did so. If she had noticed his arms, she sure did a good job pretending she hadn't. Okay, no problem. Maybe she wasn't an arm kind of girl. He had a few more tricks up his sleeves. "I was hoping that you could tell me more about how you met Callaghan." she told him with genuine politeness that took him off guard.

"How I met Callaghan?" he repeated in confusion.

Delle nodded and put her pen to her paper. "Yes. He recruited you specifically didn't he?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Hiro shrugged. Well actually it had been Tadashi that had somehow managed to convince him that he absolutely had to go to SFIT. However, for the intent and purpose of this conversation, he'd stick to Callaghan. It would be easier to transition her that way.

"Did Callaghan offer to pair you up with any of his other students to mentor you or did you work on your microbots by yourself?"

"Nah, it was just my brother and some of his friends. Between all of us we managed to get the microbots fabricated before the SFIT showcase." he told her. He craned his neck to look at her paper. Delle had written something down on it but he couldn't quite make it out. Maybe if he moved closer he'd be able to make it out. It was time to deploy his next strategy anyways.

Hiro pushed himself away from his desk, grabbed his desk chair, pulled it close to Delle and sat down in front of her. Right in front of her. He leaned in close so that there was no way that she couldn't help but look at him if she happened to look away from her notepad. Her tiny notes on the pad read 'no Cross' and 'Robinson?' He had no idea what that meant. Delle looked up and he tore his eyes away quickly, flashing another dazzling smile. "Can't tell you just how many all-nighters I pulled just to make sure those little suckers were ready to go. Came out of my lab at home one night and my aunt just looked at me and said 'it's alive!'"

Hiro raised his hands and did his best impression of Dr. Frankenstein's shaky, maniacal voice. Delle's eyebrow quirked up. He'd meant to be funny. That joke made everyone laugh. Everyone! Even GoGo. Apparently not Vanellope Delle though. She was clearly unimpressed with his gameplay strategies. Hiro laughed it off nervously.

"What about after you presented them at the exhibition. I'm not science-y but judging on what some of the people who saw your microbots in action said to me, you were really excited about everything they could do. After that did Dr. Callaghan want you to keep working on them?"

"Yeah," nodded Hiro. He wasn't sure how he was going to turn this around to his advantage but he figured it was better to let her talk. If he let her ask her questions, Delle might perhaps slip into more relaxed conversation. "Alistair Krei wanted to buy them from me but Callaghan suggested that I keep developing them. Y'know make 'em better. Didn't want to see me sell out to Krei." he went on, making sure to keep his tone light and conversational and his eyes directly on Delle's. The smile on his face also never left.

Again, however, Delle seemed to notice none of the attention he was paying her. It was like he was flirting with a brick wall. Actually, a brick wall would've given him more of a response than she was.

"Must've been infuriating to see Callaghan with your microbots after he resurfaced again. All that pushing you to develop them and then he turned around and stole them. I can't imagine."

"More than," Hiro admitted cautiously. Bad territory. Very bad, dangerous territory. Hiro couldn't think about what Callaghan had told him when they'd discovered it was in fact Callaghan behind the kabuki mask. He'd lose it again.

"How long did it take you to start working on your microbots again? If you don't mind me asking."

Hiro shifted uncomfortably, "I never did."

"You stopped working on your microbots completely?" she asked in surprise. Her hand had been poised to write something on her notepad but instead she froze.

"Yeah. Couldn't stand to look at them after the fact so I decided to work on something much more meaningful." his voice was tinged with bitterness. There had been a few microbots left after the portal had collapsed but knowing that his creation had been what had caused so much damage, what Callaghan had given up his freedom and taking his brother's life for, the thought of touching the microbots was just too physically painful.

"Were you the only one?" Delle asked softly, kindly, as she tapped her pen against her chin thoughtfully. "Do you know if any other students of Dr. Callaghan's that stopped working on their projects after he was arrested? Perhaps because they were afraid that he might have stolen their work too and used it for something so despicable? The fear alone would be enough to put anyone off but add on top of the fact that Callaghan mentored so many of them..." Delle's sentiment hung in the air unfinished as though she were still trying to find the word to describe what she meant. She shook her head in disbelief. "The sense of betrayal, do you know anyone that it could've been overbearing for?"

"A lot of people took Callaghan's actions hard. He was... is brilliant. He inspired so many people here. I don't think anyone really broke off what they were working on though."

"It was just you then?" Delle's voice was hesitant. Absentmindedly almost, she scribbled something down on her notepad.

Hiro decided it was time to turn the tables then. Delle seemed distracted enough. Maybe, just maybe, that would be enough to get the information he wanted. "Do you really think it's possible that one of Callaghan's former students is helping him?" he asked innocently.

Was someone, one of his former students, helping him out? Suddenly he realized that in order for Callaghan to disappear into thin air, there had to be someone helping him. GoGo had also said something about someone helping Callaghan escape prison. He was running down a list of people who could be helping Callaghan in his mind.

"Maybe... we never rule out options until we're certain." Delle said. Her voice was distant though and her eyes really seemed as though she were looking through him rather than at him. It was pretty clear she was thinking about something else entirely. Then, like lightning, whatever had distracted her a moment before passed. Once more Delle scribbled something illegible down on her notepad, eyes burning as she did so. "Is there anyone you think would help Dr. Callaghan after what he did?"

Hiro paused. On his mental list there was no one that really stuck out as a possible accomplice. Not a single person. Sure, before the trial Callaghan had had some supporters among his students. However, even the ones who'd been so steadfast in showing their support to Callaghan had been disgusted with him once word got out about him starting the fire that had killed Tadashi. No one had wanted to be associated with Callaghan after that. Hiro shook his head. "Drawing blanks, sorry."

"I didn't think the list would be very long. It's probably easier to list those who felt particularly betrayed." Delle commented with a little nod. Her pen was poised to write.

Hiro nodded, "Yeah, that list would be a bit longer. Most people managed to move on eventually though."

"Most of them?" Delle questioned, picking up on his wording. Hiro shrugged. Delle tapped her pen against her chin for a moment, like she was debating on saying something. She didn't though. She let his words go without pressing him. However, he saw her jot something down on her notepad. "Let's get back to Callaghan."

Yes! That was a great idea. He was gathering steam. He just knew it! "You know!" Hiro exclaimed suddenly. "I think it's really weird. Callaghan, California's first convicted Supervillain, escapes from supermaximum security prison, and comes back to his old stomping grounds, and launches an attack on a luxury apartment building, and then disappears into thin air? Like... how is that even possible?"

The words rushed out in a tumble. He'd spoken so fast and without even fully thinking them out that they'd all run together. He should've at least stopped to think about what he was going to say. This was important after all. It warranted a little more forethought. However, the rush of inspiration had struck him so abruptly that he hadn't bothered. Delle sat blinking, mouth hanging open in astonishment, at him in a way that he was certain meant that she hadn't caught a single solitary word he'd said. He smiled sheepishly and started to repeat himself, much slower this time. Delle held her hand up and shook her head. "I understood you the first time. I, uh, I actually have a friend who does the same exact thing so I'm used to it I guess." Delle scanned him up and down with a slightly confused look, the same one she'd worn briefly when introducing herself to him.

"I mean, you'd think that someone like Callaghan wouldn't be able to go invisible or something. Shouldn't that be impossible? Someone has to have seen him since yesterday. Right?" he asked her. His grin was fully plastered on his face but his words were definitely more calculated this time. Pointed and sharp, probing for the answer he so desperately wanted Delle to give him. Where was Callaghan?

Delle's eyebrows furrowed as she started to form her answer. Yes! He was getting where he needed to be now. This was perfect! He was on the edge of his seat in anticipation. Delle was about to... there was a knock on the door of his lab. "Mr. Hamada," called the voice of one of his professors.

Hiro and Delle both jumped a little in their seats. He muttered a Japanese curse word, one he'd picked up from an unsuspecting Tadashi, and rose out of his chair. At the door was a very unimpressed Dr. Raymond. "Mr. Hamada, were you aware that you promised to give me your notes by the end of my office hours today?" he asked him archly.

"Uh," stammered Hiro. Of course he'd been aware. He'd made the promise. He was pretty certain that... oh wow! Hiro looked back from his clock to his professor, laughing nervously. "Look at that, it's a little after five."

Dr. Raymond said nothing, clearly less than thrilled with him. Hiro winced. "I have my notes around here somewhere. I swear. I had them in my hand a little while ago. Just hold on a minute."

Hiro twisted about, eyes scanning the room. He couldn't remember what he'd done with his notes after he let Delle into his lab. Shoot! This was just great! Damn! And he'd been getting somewhere with Delle too. How was he supposed to get back the momentum he had?

"Here," Delle said suddenly as she rose out of her chair. She crossed the room to his desk, the one he'd leaned against when he was trying to make her go googly eyed over his arms. "These are some of them right? You put them down here after you realized that I wasn't your professor." she told him, holding up the few sheets of notes that he'd had. Then she made a face, "Um, do you realize that you're missing a few pages here? Judging by the way that..."

"Doesn't matter." Hiro said as he rushed to her side and took them from her hand. However, he was acutely aware of the fact that she was still thumbing through papers on his desk as he turned away from her. Had it been any other time, he'd have been more than a little irritated that a stranger was going through his notes but at the moment he was too busy to really worry about it. Hiro handed the professor the notes that he'd managed to collect. "Here, I hope this works for you Dr. Raymond." he said apologetically.

Dr. Raymond took one look at his notes and obviously came to the same conclusion that Delle had. "For now it will Hiro, but I expect the rest of them on my desk tomorrow morning." Dr. Raymond told him seriously.

Really? He was trying to catch an escaped Supervillain and Dr. Raymond was interfering in his investigation, and he wanted to know where his notes were? Come on! Give him a break. Hiro flashed his biggest smile that basically said, 'whatever you say sir.' Dr. Raymond turned and left. He slid the door shut with a heavy sigh. Back to work. "Sorry about that." he told Delle with a light laugh. He had to set the mood back to what it had been before. "Midterms are coming up and everything seems to be due at once y'know."

Then he stopped suddenly. Delle was still standing at his desk, it looked like she'd even found a few more pages of his notes, but she seemed to be frozen in shock. Her eyes were locked directly on the group photo above his desk. The one that GoGo had given him. Without so much as asking him permission, Delle took it off the shelf and stared at it with astonishment. "What..." Hiro started to ask, anger starting to creep into his voice.

Delle suddenly looked up and straight at him. "Who is this? In the back of this picture? The one with the ball cap?" she asked him. Her voice was tight and unreadable. It was almost like she was turning into the same person he'd overheard yesterday on the phone. But not quite.

Hiro knew exactly who she was talking about. "That's my brother, Tadashi." he answered slowly and very, very cautiously. This was the very definition of dangerous territory for him.

Delle didn't say anything which kind of weirded him out. The level of distraction she'd shown earlier was nothing compared to this. He watched her stare at the photo for nearly a solid minute before the deafening silence became too much for him. "His name was Tadashi Hamada. He was a robotics engineering student here. He died a few years ago." he said quickly just to fill the oppressive silence that had settled over the lab.

"How?" asked Delle quietly. Hiro froze. There it was. The dangerous territory. He wracked his brain for something to say. He should say something. Something that would put Delle off from the particular course of conversation. End the road they were going down. He should just walk up to her, take the picture from her hands, and tell her that it happened awhile ago. Close the issue without even broaching it. However, she looked up at him and there was something in her eyes that was pleading. Just like that he couldn't stop the words from coming.

"There was a fire. He ran inside because Callaghan was still in there."

Delle's mouth dropped. A realization dawned across her face. He could literally see the gears turning in his head.

"He was the student who died when Dr. Callaghan stole your microbots. The one they couldn't pin on Callaghan because there wasn't enough proof that Callaghan set the fire." her eyes went wide as her voice filled with absolute horror. "The Hamada Memorial Building is named after him! He's your brother and... oh my God. I'm such an idiot! I'm so sorry. I wouldn't have..."

She dropped off. She mumbled something under her breath and shook her head in disbelief. Hiro cocked his head to the side and gave her a curious, skeptical look. "They didn't tell you? The graduate students you talked to I mean."

"No. What they told me about your work being stolen is confidential but the fire, losing your brother… They must have thought that I already knew because it's common knowledge here." Delle shook her head. She looked up at him apologetically. "I'm sorry. Had I known I... I should have been more sensitive. There's a lot of things that still aren't well known about the case because of how the records are sealed and…"

"It's alright." he told her, rubbing the back of his neck. The slight action made Delle lose her focus again. She was looking at him but it was as though she wasn't really seeing him. He shifted uncomfortably. This was just getting weird. "What?"

"Nothing, nothing. It's just… it can't..." Delle started but then broke off again. She looked back down at the picture in her hand. She brushed her fingertips over the glass of the frame. "Chiune..." she mumbled under her breath.

Then she looked up at him again. "I'm really sorry but do you mind if I make a phone call really quick? It's important."

"Yeah, sure. Not a problem." Hiro nodded. He was feeling more uncomfortable by the minute with the way she kept looking at him and then back at the picture.

"I'll be right back I promise." she told him as she handed him the picture. Hiro went to take it from her. As his hands closed around the frame, Delle's eyes went sharp again. She looked at him and for the first time he got the feeling that she was truly seeing him. Not in the 'he's extremely hot' kind of way he'd been shooting for earlier to get her to answer his question though. No, it was as though she were slowly putting something together in her mind. Delle released the picture and gave him a little smile. "I'll be right back. Just give me a minute." she told him before disappearing out through the door.

He listened for her heels down the hallway before letting out a groan of pent up frustration. Then he set his face in determination. Vanellope Delle would tell him everything she knew about Callaghan when she came back he decided as he drove his fist into his palm. He reached for his phone and dialed the first number on his recent call log. Incidentally it happened to be Wasabi's number. "Hey Hiro, what is it?" Wasabi asked.

"I've got Vanellope Delle in my lab. I need you and the others to get suited up and over here as fast as possible because as soon as I get what she knows about Callaghan out of her, we're making a game plan." Hiro explained quickly.

"Wait? What?" Wasabi questioned in absolute confusion. "Hiro are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Absolutely." he said with conviction. "See you soon!"

With that he hung up his phone and turned towards his desk. He had only a few more minutes to come up with a fool proof plan to get Delle to tell him what she knew about Callaghan's whereabouts and activities. He cast a glance at the photo, seeking out his brother's face, and smirked. He could do this. He was Hiro Hamada, leader of Big Hero 6 and robotics genius.

X X X

He couldn't do this. Chiune had been staring at the scientific journal articles all day and he'd yet to find a single thing. He felt like he was beating his head against a brick wall trying to find something that resembled the stolen work he'd found among Callaghan's research. Actually, that wasn't true. A brick wall would have given him more than this. It was way too frustrating. He scrubbed his face with his hand to try and push some of the exhaustion away. What he really needed is some coffee, like Abigail had brought him the day before in her apartment. At the San Fransokyo Public Library, he doubted that he'd get so lucky. He had to get through these articles though. Hydra was closing in on Big Hero 6. If he stopped now before he might miss that one article that could help him find the Superheroes before Hydra did.

He raked his hand through his hair and clicked on the link to the next article. Then his phone rang. Well, in reality it buzzed against his hip seeing as how he had it on vibrate. He pulled it out, surreptitiously looking around to make sure no one would throw him dirty looks for answering his phone. "Please tell me that you've had better luck at SFIT than I have here." he told Vera with a barely contained groan.

"Tadashi Hamada…" Vera's voice was soft, hesitant. He went rigid in his seat, hand curling tightly around his phone. He could feel his heart speed up. That was not a tone he liked hearing out of Vera. Very rarely did it herald anything good and it scared him to death.

"Vera, what's wrong?" he asked her, not caring if he was talking too loud.

"Does the name Tadashi Hamada mean anything to you?" Vera asked him. Her voice started to even out.

He shook his head, "No sorry. What's going on? Is he a member of Big Hero 6 or something? Did you find them? Please tell me you have some sort of lead."

Vera was quiet on her end of the line for a moment. He had to check and make sure that his phone hadn't actually dropped the call. Finally, very stiffly, Vera replied, "How fast can you get to SFIT? I… I have something that you need to see."

"Vera, what's this about?" he repeated in confusion. He massaged the bridge of his nose. It wasn't like Vera to be so hesitant.

"Can you just come please? It's important."

Her voice was heavy and serious. He didn't even think twice as he closed out of the article he'd pulled out up on the library's computer. He grabbed his blazer from the back of his chair. "I'm on my way. I'll be there in twenty." he promised her as he made his way outside to hail a cab.

Sneak Peek at Next Week's Chapter:

"Cataclysm"

The gun went off with a resounding bang, ricocheting through his eardrums like thunder. There was a loud pop and almost instantly there was the sound air rushing out from a confined source mixing with a high pitched mechanical whine as something computerized failed. "Baymax!" he screamed.

XXX

"Hiro," the girl in the pink armor called anxiously. Chiune was no expert but gauging the reactions of the kid's friends, they thought he was looking for an opening too. Well, he would give them their opening.

Thank you to everyone who added Scientist to their favorite stories and alerts. Special thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter!

APTX4869-Kaito: The reunion...is imminent.

Random Reader 17: Welcome! And thank you for your support! I hope that the story continues to live up to your expectations.

Ember Neutron: Unfortunately, the look on Tadashi/Chiune's face when he finds out that Baymax is his creation wasn't something that I was able to fit into the main story. I kind of have a tentative one shot planned to showcase that moment (however small or large it would be) after I've finished posting the story. That particular part was something that I was always really sad that I couldn't include.

Tony18: The brother-sister relationship between Vera and Tadashi/Chiune was one of my favorite things to write in this story. And you're right, even though the pair butt heads sometimes, it is very clear that they kind of need each other. The pair definitely look after one another and there are specific roles that they fulfill for each other (none of them romantic as you pointed out). As far as Vera noticing similarities between Hiro and Tadashi/Chiune, I hope this chapter answered that question.

Cherry Reader (anon review): Glad you're enjoying the story so far. As far as the time gap between the chapters, do you mean when do I update or how much time has passed storywise in between each chapter? If it's updating schedule, I update every Saturday. If you meant storywise, it ranges. Some chapters have maybe 12 hours or so in between story and others maybe just an hour or so. It varies from chapter to chapter.

UntitledJoy: Don't fangirl to death just yet. The reunion is imminent! It's funny that you said you enjoyed last chapter's plot because honestly that was one of the most difficult chapters to write. The plot was necessary but kind of slow in my opinion. Glad you enjoyed it though! :)

Shoyzz: There is plenty of angst on the way. Especially for one character in particular. Yeah...but we'll get there eventually. As far as the reunion...soon.

lilnightmare17: Thanks so much for your support! I update every Saturday.

Sabeloid: LOL! Yeah, the whole "find the creator of Baymax" thing is so ironic and I love it. Sad thing is that I didn't realize just how ironic it was until so many readers started to point it out to me. I love irony though. It's my favorite literary device. As for the reunion...soon.

Agent ERA: The reunion...it's coming...

yangires: There's one person in particular that has a rather fun reaction to seeing Tadashi/Chiune alive again later on in the story. Though I think it has more to do with the way that Tadashi/Chiune reacts while it's happening. Thanks for reading!

bukalay: Callaghan was so hard for me to write. No joke. I had no clue what I really needed him to be when I put him in that second chapter. I just knew I needed Callaghan in a villainous capacity of some sort. By the time I was finished with the first draft, I had a better picture. Editing is helping me figure out a lot of those intricacies.