{Izaya's POV}
"Do any of you have any idea why you were kidnapped?" the cop asked.
"No." I muttered, my nose stuffy.
Eidolon shrugged, and Shizuo shook his head. Erin muttered a negative, and Fierce made a face. Though that might've just been because his throat hurt.
"And you would not be able to identify your kidnappers?" the other cop asked.
"They wore masks all the time." Erin answered, his voice hoarse.
"Hmm... Were there any other kidnapees with you?"
"... Well... There was one... Joseph, Erin's friend. But he got shot while we were escaping." Shizuo answered.
We had agreed at our rescuer's house that we shouldn't talk about Omega. Who'd believe us when we said that we were kidnapped and forced to make modified clones that were a combination of ourselves and our partners, then raise them to be perfect? You know, other than Shinra and Namie. However, we weren't exactly telling lies, we were just skirting the major details.
"I see... So Joseph is dead... I'm sorry for your loss, sir."
Erin and Fierce nodded wearily.
Turning away from the table, I sneezed several times. Eidolon followed suit.
Bleh. Pneumonia was awful.
The police from the town had picked us up, bringing us to a doctor. We'd all been diagnosed with different kinds of pneumonia. Fierce and Erin had lobar pneumonia, Eidolon and I had single pneumonia, and Shizuo had double pneumonia. Needless to say, none of us were very happy with being forced to sit around and get better before going home.
Not to mention the medicine we were being made to take was flat-out AWFUL.
"Well, there aren't really any more questions we can ask you right now." the first officer sighed, closing his little notepad. "So, are there any questions you have?"
"Could we at least call home and let everyone know we're okay? Or are they gonna catch our germs through the phone?" I asked sarcastically.
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{Shinra's POV}
My phone was ringing, my phone was ringing!
Why didn't I put it in the same place every time?!
Suddenly the object of my search was shoved under my nose.
"Eh-heh-heh... Thanks, Celty..." I chuckled nervously, accepting the call. "Hello?"
"Finally. I thought you'd never pick up."
I knew that smug voice...!
"Izaya?!" I yelled.
"Who else?"
Celty had her 'head' pressed up against mine, listening eagerly to the conversation.
"Where are you?! Where've you been?! Where's Shizuo?!" I demanded.
"Slow down, Shinra. One question at a time. Where's Shizu-chan? In the next bed over with double pneumonia. Where are we? Thule, Greenland. Where have we been? Cooped up in Omega Science Incorporated's secret lab. We just escaped two days ago, almost dying in the process, which is why we've got pneumonia. How long have we been gone?"
No wonder his voice sounded a little on the scratchy side... "At least two months. Somewhere around there." I replied. Celty nodded in confirmation. "Why did OSI kidnap you?"
"To force us to make the perfect boy. Hang on a second." There was a staticky scuffling noise, and then I vaguely heard Izaya saying, "Of course I'm talking about you. They need to know we're bringing a souvenir along."
In the background, there was a very indignant, "Excuse me?!"
"Where were we?" Izaya asked.
"Who's a souvenir?" I asked curiously.
"Eidolon. He's the perfect boy that the Tokyo parents— Shizu-chan and I— were in the process of making. Since he was made using our DNA, he's essentially our son."
It took a moment for that to sink in.
I burst out laughing, and Celty's shoulders were shaking in amusement.
"Shizu-chan says that if you keep laughing like that, he'll kick your ass." Izaya told me calmly.
"S-sorry... But that sounded wrong, Izaya...! You and Shizuo cannot possibly raise a child together!"
"We've managed for about a month. So there. And Eidolon has decided he doesn't like you."
"So, Izaya," I said, completely serious once again, "You said the Tokyo parents. Does that mean there were other people kidnapped too?"
"Yes. We escaped with one of the parent-subjects from New York City and his 'child.' The other parent was shot and killed when we got out." Izaya replied somberly.
"Yikes... But you and Shizuo are alright?"
"And Eidolon." he reminded me.
"And Eidolon." I nodded.
"The doctor said we'll be free to go in about a week. Shizu-chan can't wait, he's already tried to run away twice— Ah! Shizu— No! Stoppit!"
There was a clatter and a lot of static, with Izaya yelling for help and... laughing...?
After another brief burst of static, there was a young voice asking, "Are you still there?"
"Oh, hello. You must be Eidolon." I greeted.
"Okay, you're still there."
"You sound much older than I expected." I commented.
"Technically speaking, I'm seventeen. In real time, I'm a month old. I don't wanna explain." the youth explained, rather coldly.
"Alright." In the background, I heard Izaya scream. "Umm... What's going on...?"
"Shizuo! Asphyxiation, remember?! Too much and he'll die!" Eidolon yelled.
"Umm..."
"He found out a while ago that Izaya's very ticklish. Since we all have pneumonia, it looks like the latter was suffocating from lack of oxygen." Eidolon explained.
Aah, that made sense. I chuckled. "Are either of them free at all?"
"Do either of you want to keep talking to this guy?"
There was some muffled conversation, then some static.
"Hello again." Izaya greeted breathlessly.
"So you and Shizuo are in the same room and not trying to kill each other?" I asked.
"Yep."
Celty and I exchanged a look. What on earth had Omega done to their brains?!
"So, like I was saying before this brute grabbed me, we'll be released in about a week. If you could let the people who need to know know, that would be greatly appreciated. Tom, Kasuka, Namie, Mikado... Mairu and Kururi, I suppose... Maybe Kyohei and Simon."
I looked to Celty. She was already practically out the door, so I flashed her a thumbs-up.
"Okay, anything else?" I asked Izaya.
"Not that I can think of off the top of my head... Shizu-chan? No? Okay then, nope. That's all."
"Alright then. See you in a week."
"Bai-bai."
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{Eidolon's POV}
I groaned, stretching. Several very satisfying cracks sounded before I stopped, sighing contentedly.
Izaya lay draped across Shizuo's crossed legs as he sat on one of the beds, seeming to purr as the latter kneaded his back. I yawned, going back to my bed. The sudden conversion from a carpeted floor to a soft bed had been sudden, and had taken some getting used to, but now I couldn't imagine sleeping without a fluffy pillow under my head. My parents seemed to have adjusted to it quickly enough, but it was probably because they'd missed sleeping in beds.
I pulled the blankets over myself, curling into a rather content— if not sick— ball of bliss.
"Hey, Shizu-chan!" Izaya objected hoarsely, making me raise my head. Shizuo had pushed Izaya's shirt up, examining his waist. "What're you doing?!" the raven demanded as the blonde-brunette ran his fingers down the former's spine.
"... Such a thin waist... Do you eat properly...?" my blonde-ish parent mused.
"That tickles! Stop!"
I smiled a little, watching as Shizuo pushed Izaya off of his legs and lay down next to him. As his arms wrapped around the raven, his fingers twitched at me. I obeyed, slipping out of my bed, across the cold floor, and into Izaya's bed. Izaya squirmed around so that he lay on his back, and I lay on top of him on my stomach. Purring a little, I wrapped my arms around my parents, nuzzling into Izaya's shoulder-Shizuo's chest. Both of them wrapped an arm tightly around me, and Shizuo managed to somehow kick the sheets up over us.
Now that we'd gotten away from Omega, we could be a real family.