Amera and Johnny stepped out of a nightclub at around eleven that night. The crowd cheered them on as they left; half of the people yelling for them to come visit the club again and the other half begging them not to leave. They waved goodbye as they exited the door into the darkness outside. They walked up to Johnny's car standing near the pier's edge, and Amera took out the keys.

"So, now we've seen what Pier 58 is about, how about we go check out Skyrove Diner?" Amera asked, clicking the car open.

"Yes, ma'am. Anything you want." Johnny nodded. They got in, and Amera started the car, pulling away from the kerb at a bare walking pace.

"Hey Johnny, did you see what happened with Ben at the gala?" Amera asked, without looking at him.

"Yeah, I heard the noise. He wasn't exactly being quiet. But what he was talking about, I have no idea."

Amera nodded thinking again about the little bit she had heard. She thought she heard Ben accusing Reed and Susan of not wanting to cure him, but rather to have more time for themselves. She shook her head and forced the thought from her mind, hoping Ben didn't really listen to what Victor had said. She came to a halt outside of the Skyrove diner, switching off the car.

"Well, here we are. Amazing that I found it just from what Susan had told me." Amera said, unbuckling her seat belt.

"Well, I've been here before, so I probably would've found it anyways…" Johnny smiled at Amera and she hit him on the shoulder.

"Why didn't you say anything before we left the club? We wasted out time coming to a place that you've already been to."

"Hey, I'm not that shallow. It's a good place to eat and I wouldn't take the chance away from you just because I've been here."

Amera smiled, nudging Johnny with a closed fist again on the shoulder.

"Ah, so you do have a soft spot." Amera teased him.

"Fine, I'm not all muscles and good looks. Just don't tell any other girls, ok?"

Amera smiled and nodded, climbing out the car. She and Johnny walked up to the front steps of the diner, and Amera turned around to face him before they went in.

"Just so you know, if its girls you're dating, you should probably give them a little growing room, if you know what I mean…"

"Ha ha, funny Amera. But you know what I meant…" Johnny laughed at her, pushing the door open and leading her through. There were only two other patrons in the diner at that time of night, and it looked like neither of them recognised Amera or Johnny. They sat down at a booth nearest the windows overlooking the harbour. The rather elderly looking waitress came up to them, smiling wearily.

"Evening kids. What can I get you?" She said to the two of them. Amera quickly picked up the menu and picked something off the top of her head.

"A cheeseburger and fries. And a coke." Amera said with a smile.

"Hey, good choice, I'll have one of the same." Johnny said. The waitress nodded back at them and went to the kitchen to place their order. They sat in a rather comfortable silence before Johnny spoke again.

"Isn't amazing that we actually get along now?"

Amera laughed a little as she thought about what he'd just said.

"Well, it could've been a lot worse by now if you wanted."

"No no no. I like this version of Amera, just please don't kill me." Johnny laughed along with her. As their laughter died down, the waitress came back with their order and let them eat. They chewed through their food at an amazing rate, considering they hadn't eaten the entire night. When they finished their food, they sat back and watched the city lights across the harbour. Once again, Johnny had to speak to fill the silence.

"So, who's the guy?"

Amera diverted her eyes back to Johnny as she had to think for a little while about what he was talking about. Then she realised that he was talking about her date.

"Oh, Will. He's a biogenetics student at NYU. He came to Cambridge on a student exchange for one semester. We became good friends, and he's practically the only person I know in New York."

"Hey, what about the four of us?" Johnny gasped.

"Ok, practically the only other person I know in New York. Now who's the girl?" Amera asked, trying to be curious about his date as well, although she wasn't remotely interested.

"I wish I could tell you, but I don't really care. She just looked hot." Johnny shrugged.

"Johnny! And I thought you said you weren't that shallow!" Amera gasped in shock. They sat laughing again, in apparent giddiness. The lights flickered slightly, and then there was a total power outage. They sat in darkness for about a minute before Amera let out a gasp.

"Oh God…Johnny, we should go. I think the outage was from the radiation chamber Reed built." Amera stood up, still in the dark. The lights flickered back on, and Johnny saw her standing up, already fumbling through her wallet for money. She took out a hundred dollar bill and left it on the table, and then pulled Johnny from his seat. She greeted the waitress on her way out and got into the car in a hurry. Johnny didn't argue with her as she took the driver's seat again, and sped away faster than she had before. Within a few blocks of the pier, they hit deadlock traffic from the traffic lights being out. Amera fumbled furiously in her seat before getting out, and standing in the middle of all the traffic.

"I'm going so long; I'll see you when you get back." Amera said, and in a bright flash of white light, she was gone. Johnny slid over to the driver's seat and waited in traffic, the one thing he hated most. Meanwhile, Amera had landed on the Baxter Building's roof and ran down the stairs as the elevator was taking time coming back up. She got in the emergency door of Reed's lab, and saw no one in sight, but the door of the radiation chamber was open. She knew what had happened in a split second and sat down on the floor, looking at the radiation chamber with a blank stare. The elevator chimed open, and Reed and Susan stood there, looking at Amera on the lab floor.

"Amera, what happened? Was that power outage from you?" Susan asked, immediately running up to her and hugging her tightly around the shoulders. Amera shook her head, tears already forming in her eyes. Susan knew it had to be bad if Amera was crying; as she seemed like a tough cookie to crack. Tears ran over Amera's cheeks as she looked up at Susan.

"It was Ben. Victor got to him…" Amera nodded as she hugged Susan again.