Buddy sat motionless in a chair which Rick had handcuffed him to. The NSA also confiscated all of his gadgetry, though this came to no surprise for Buddy. He was, after all, the man who had mercilessly slain countless Supers and nearly demolished a entire city just so he could play hero. He was rather surprised however, that the NSA technology was rather outdated throughout the building.. Sure they had some high tech stuff here and there.. but on the office floor, Buddy's tiny cabin office made this place seem like dial up.

Rick stood directing orders, wanting a all out man hunt for Veto. Buddy's gaze shifted from Rick to Robert. He was considered to be a modern day Hercules, but if looks could kill he'd certainly be Hercules.

"Hey, why don't you take a picture, it'd last longer old man." Buddy muttered. Robert growled.

"Oh your one to talk.. old man, Twice the age of my daughter.. I knew you were a lose bolt but a demented pervert?!" Robert stood from his own chair. "Maybe if I'm lucky you'll get the death penalty and I might be the one to ship you out of this world." Buddy rolled his eyes and looked back to Rick.

"Hey! Dicker! I can help you know! After all I am the one who knows this guy and-"

"And you're the one who caused this fiasco." Rick replied instanly. " If it weren't for you holding her hostage then she wouldn't be in the hands of another sociopath." Rick snapped observing a global map before him. Buddy frowned.

"Look, face it Dicker. I'm the best resource you got in this dump. I know his background, some of his associates, and I think like him. And the best way to catch a bad guy is to think like one right?! So just get these cuffs off me please. I asked for help.. not for you to take this thing altogether..." Buddy protested as Robert approached Buddy.

"Oh so you think like him huh? Wow there's a surprise! So that must mean you're still a psychotic killing manic right? So if you think like him, you don't really love Violet do you? You just want to use her like some toy to rule the world!" Buddy glared.

"You know what I mean Parr." Buddy said though clenched teeth. Robert smirked.

"Oh yeah I do. I don't think you understand what you're thinking however. Tell me Buddy, if your so damn better then this guy, when was the last time you killed someone..?" Robert asked mockingly. "Well? We're waiting!" Buddy ran his free hand though his hair and gave a huff.

"..Before I came to see you guys at the funeral." Buddy whispered and Robert pointed at him, already claiming victory.

"See! Rick Let's just get what we can from him, raid his house for evidence and what not and throw him into prison and get my daughter. Besides he'll surely try to escape! After all he is a master at escaping." Robert said looking back to Buddy. "And why did you off someone before you saw us huh? Did you need to let off some steam before you saw us again. Is that it?! I bet it is I be-"

Then suddenly Robert received a blow to his jaw from Buddy, of course Robert didn't move so much as an inch, but Robert was shocked quiet a bit. Buddy stood, his chest heaving, and his face swelling with anger.

"No Parr. Don't flatter yourself, I wouldn't kill someone for your sake, if I wanted to kill you.. I'm sure I could... But no, the guy I killed was a scum bag employee of mine.. Not only was this guy stealing from me.. but he also tried to rape YOUR daughter." He snapped before looking to Rick then back to Robert.

"Now.. As much as I'd love to pick a fight with you Mr. Incredibly Stupid.. I'd much rather find Vi before any further harm comes to her. And I've already wasted enough time.. So either you get me out of this cuff and chair.. or I'm out altogether." He warned.

Rick stood, wearing the same indifferent face that he was know for, before he gave a sigh. "..Alright Mr. Pine. I'm convinced. Someone get him out of those.. Pine, tell me every place you would hide out for a plot like this.."

Buddy gave a grin to Mr. Incredible as he was released from the cuffs, and made his way over to Rick, pointing to all the places where Veto had been in the past when he knew him, as well as the Hot Spots for criminals and terrorist.

"Islands as of late have been turn offs for a number of reasons." Buddy admitted looking at the map. "..But it being Veto.. He might be the opposite." He murmured to himself.

Robert was shocked and appalled that Rick allowed Buddy to be freely walking without any restraint. With a curse under his breath he stormed out of the room, off in search of his family.

Violet awoke in a daze. Her head throbbed and muscles ached and her throat felt as though she had screamed her lunges out at some concert.

Violet's attention soon was turn to a man lifting her chin up. She groaned softly, her left cheek bruised, and she tried to focus on the face rather then the pain.

"B- Buddy?" She asked weakly, but with hope. But all hope seemed to drop when she focused on almond eyes, rather then those placid blue eyes that she had fallen for.

A white smile soon came into her hazy gaze.

"I'm glad to disappoint you my dear but Buddy won't be joining us now, maybe in due time. Of course I doubt he'll join willingly seeing what I have planned for you.." He said smiling at her. "He seems rather smitten by you.. and I can see why." He said as he let his free hand run though her hair.

"Quiet a marvelous creature you are.. Your powers are rather unique compared to other Supers, needed both your physical and mental clarity. Which would explain why you tire more quickly then most others.." He commented, his eyes roaming over her form.

Violet watched him in confusion, which continued to make Veto smile.

"Yes, though your weaker.. you are at the same time.. stronger.. And before we start extracting your powers, we'll need to test them. But before that you'll need to heal up just a bit. Then comes the experiments.." He said as another man entered the room.

This man wore a lab coat, indicating he was a doctor or scientist of some sort. He cleared his throat to let Veto know he was there.

Veto gave a disgruntled sigh and turned his head to the man then back to Violet.

"Excuse me for one moment my darling.." He said gently before he made his way to the man.

Violet took this time to concentrate. Trying to identify where she was. Unlike Buddy's cell room, this room had minimal necessities. The bathroom wasn't even closed off in a separate room. She looked down to herself, just taking note that she was in a bed, and in hospital scrubs.

Violet's eyes then rose to meet the two men once again. They were whispering quietly and continuously glanced back to her which spiked Violet's interest. They were like this for several more moments till Veto continued on back to Violet.

His face no longer carried that smirk he greeted her with. Instead he seemed rather crushed. Violet blinked waiting for him to speak.

"Well... Princess.. It seems that Buddy continues to thwart my plans, even when I have beaten him in his own game.." He said watching her.

Violet continued to stare at Veto before breaking the uneasy silence.

"..What do you mean.., and where is he.. and what do you plan to do with me?" She asked, suddenly speaking at the pace of a toddler. "Who is that man? Better off who are you?!" She demanded, trying to sound stronger then she really was.

Veto, obviously knew she wasn't in any condition to start kicking asses and taking names, all the same though he began to grudgingly tell her what she wanted to know.

"My name is Doctor Veto, that man over there is unimportant, what is important is that I start brainstorming on your new use... If you have any.." He muttered.

"What do you mean.. Why.. What's wrong with me.. is that why he's here?! And where is Buddy!? Is he alright.." She asked before remembering. "...You.. You shot him.. And left him to die. " She whispered frightened.

Veto rolled his eyes. "I assure you, Buddy is alive. If a engine couldn't kill him I doubt that bullet did that much harm to him.. "And the reason why you are losing my enthusiasm, girl, is because your are carrying his seed.

Violet blinked, taking in what he told her. His seed...?

"Are- Are you suggesting that I'm, I'm pregnant?" She asked bewildered.

"I'm not suggesting, I'm stating that you are." He corrected staring at her.

Violet sat there her mouth agape.

"B- but that's impossible, I was on the pill and-"

Veto groaned.

"Girl, do not test me! My patience is already thin. You are indeed pregnant, however I think this can be easily solved. I will have that.. mutt, removed from you and we'll go on with the experiments as if this never happened." He said turning his back to her and headed for the exit.

Violet watched him walk off, before calling out to him. "What if I want to keep it!?" She called. "Because.. I do.. And- and.. I'm sure Buddy should have a say.."

Veto came to a halt and cast a glance over his shoulder, and a grin was on his face again. "..Girl I wouldn't be worried about that thing inside of you... I'd be more worried about what's to become of you.." He said with a snicker.

Violet stared at him. "..Why?" She asked weakly. Veto smiled turning to face her again.

"Because extracting your powers.. means death for you.. and trust me.. Buddy won't have a say in either your life not that thing in you.." He said chuckling. "Oh don't be sad darling.. I mean the chances of you surviving extraction is about 0.04 percent. But even if you do live chances are you'll die withing a day from your organs giving out, or if by some miracle you do live you could always clean up around here.. I'm sure my men would enjoy your services as well.." He said with a grin before leaving

Violet laid in the bed, frozen in shock before curled into a ball holding her stomach. Now nearly all hope for her was diminished. She wasn't quite sure which was a worse fate.. dying to the hands of this mad man, or surviving it and remain a prisoner. Tears formed in her eyes.

"Buddy, please.. Save me." She whispered sadly. "Please.." She pleaded, almost thinking he could hear her. But only the camera's in the room saw her tears.

Buddy sat in Rick's personal office, fast asleep on the key board. He had trying to track Veto's whereabout but he had limited resources here. As great as the NSA was, and even though they had caught up to him and his bank accounts, they still couldn't get to foreign villians. That would be left to the FBI.

Helen stood in the door way with her husband. Her eyes traveled to meet his to see if he was satisfied.

"See Bob.. Would he be trying this hard if he didn't care for Vi?" She asked gently. Bob just gave a grunt.

"..He probably just wants her so he use her to his advantage.." Bob said with a grumble which caused Helen to frown.

"And what would that advantage be Bob..? The man turned himself in for our help!" She whispered. "How could he gain a advantage over you?" She asked. Bob shrugged.

"Well, it would certainly help his chances of me not strangling him.. But I still will.." He said firmly.

Helen opened her mouth to object, but Rick already voiced his opinion on the matter. "Buddy doesn't have anything to gain by working so hard Robert, you have my word." He said coming up from behing the two. Robert folded his arms and stared at his long time friend.

"And why is that Rick?"

Rick sighed, and it was then when Bob began to realize just how old his old friend was.

"Because Robert." Rick started. "Buddy has been informed, not only by myself, the NSA Authorities, as well as the FBI and many other government authorities, that Buddy Pine, will be tried in Supreme Court for his crimes, and with the evidence we have against him as well as casualties and damages caused by him, that if he's lucky he'll be given a life sentence in maximum security."

Bob and Helen blinked looking at Rick then to each other. Robert looked back to Rick.

"What do mean by 'if he's lucky..' "He asked. Rick sighed.

"Robert. It means that chances are, he'll be sentenced to death. And you know as well as I do that he would deserve that fate." Helen gave a quick gasp.

"You can't be serious Rick. I mean, he did do those things in the past, but.. I think that he's changed.. Surely there is something else that can be done."

"Mrs. Parr, I've already agreed to plead guilty. " Entered Buddy's voice. He was staring at them all, his eyes blood shot. He then focused on Rick. "Tell me that you have my equipment coming up soon."

Rick gave a nod. "It's being set up in the basement as we speak." Buddy nodded rising to his feet. "..Good. I better head down there, I don't want your guys messing anything up.." He said as he slid past the three, but Bob place a hand onto his shoulder, preventing him to get any farther.

"Buddy." He started. "Look, if it means anything.. I'm thankful that you want to help, despite the circumstances, and.. I look forward to working with you." He whispered. "Even though.. this is your fault."

Buddy clenched his fists. "You know Super. I would of loved to hear those words back in the day.. But in all honesty your not helping. I'm not in this for your sake at all. In fact if it was your life on the line I'd buy a first row seat to watch your demise.. And I'm sure you'd do the same." He hissed looking to Bob and removed his hand from his shoulder.

"And if you want to know what I have to gain from this I'll tell you.. It's because I want to save Violet's life. I don't want any glory of being a hero.. Though.. I'll be honest. It'd be nice to die knowing I died for someone, like a hero. But I'm not a hero. Just a messed genius who was out for revenge and ended up losing his heart.." Buddy whispered moving away from them, only to be escorted to his holding cell for the remainder of the night.

Bob, Helen and Rick watched as Buddy and the guard turned the corner. Bob's eyes fell to the floor. Helen looked up worriedly at her husband.

"Bob, Bob hun, what's going on though that head of yours?" She asked concerned.

Bob gave a heavy sigh before looking to his wife.

"...I can't help but feel guilty about all of this. I mean. Where would he be now if I had just accepted his help back when he was a kid." He said, a heavy gloom surrounding his mind. "He could of made a fine hero, could have had a great life. Who knows.. maybe he could have been w Buddy's He said as he looked to Rick who was looking over Buddy's work.

Helen sighed and took her husband's hand. "Come on Bob.. Let's go to bed.." She pleaded before leading him back to their quarters, leaving Rick to look over pin points and notes of Veto's past known records.