They finally, finally managed to reach shore. Spy was relieved to finally stand on solid land. Now if only he didn't have to hold onto a child that had developed the habit of turning invisible and sneaking off.

He couldn't shake the feeling he'd been looking after his replacement for the past few days.

Spy studied Sigma for a moment. "Will anyone find him unusual?"

Scout shrugged and winced, rubbing at her shoulder for a moment. "Dad's got a suit that looks like him."

"He sold it," said Tenenbaum.

Scout gave her a surprised look. "When did that happen?"

"A few months ago."

"…Does anyone know?" asked Scout.

Tenenbaum thought a moment. "I have no idea."

"…" Scout turned back to Spy. "I think we can make it work."

Spy groaned. "This is going to be ridiculous." He decided to preserve some of his dignity by turning invisible.

Surprisingly the most the group of strange men and women and girls garnered were some confused looks. Spy would still be worried about the police showing up until they left Portsmouth.

Eventually, they reached Julie's house. Someone had dumped blue paint on the burnt picture on the grass. Scout knocked on the door, fidgeting nervously. It was answered by another woman whose head reached the top of the door frame, but she was African-American. "Julie!" She hugged Scout, eliciting a hiss of pain. She pulled away. "Are you okay?"

"Fine…" She grinned and nodded towards the rest of the group. "So, wanna meet my friends?"

The woman seemed to just now notice them. "Oh, wow, that is a lot of people. You should get in here before someone calls the police." She moved aside as everyone quickly filed in, Eleanor the last to come in. She held a hand out. "Eleanor Lamb, pleasure to meet you."

Scout's sister blinked. "Jessica Wynard." She shook Eleanor's hand. "Are you…like me?"

Eleanor nodded. "Yes, I believe so." She finally stepped inside, and Jessica closed the door. Spy noted that there were four other unusually tall, young women (including the crazy one), Mr. Wynard, and…

"Ms. Pauling? What are you doing here?" asked Julie.

Ms. Pauling looked extremely stressed. "RED disappeared completely from the face of the Earth for two weeks! The Administrator sent me here a week ago! And your father is almost as terrifying as her for some reason that I cannot figure out."

Spy glanced at Mr. Wynard, who had a Little Sister in his lap. He was creepy. Spy would give her that.

"So…" Scout nodded towards Miss Pauling. "You've already met Ms. Pauling. These are Eleanor (Who's our sister.), Soldier, Pyro, Heavy, Engineer, Demo, Sniper, Medic, Spy, and Charles Porter. Or Sigma. Whatever he's familiar with."

"Those aren't names," pointed out one of Scout's sisters.

"I, uh, don't actually know their names," Scout admitted sheepishly. "Anyway, that's my dad, Jack, and my sisters Jessica." She pointed at the girl that had opened the door. "Masha." She pointed at the crazy girl. "Catherine." She pointed at a redheaded Caucasian girl. "And Sora." She pointed at a distinctly Asian looking girl. "The only Little Sister we know the name of is Cindy Meltzer…there!" She pointed at the lone blonde girl.

Catherine pointed at the wall of crazy. "Maybe you can match 'em up with those."

"Can someone please explain what's going on to me?" demanded Ms. Pauling.

"We went to Atlantis and killed a bunch of zombies!" proclaimed Soldier.

"…He's not wrong," admitted Spy. "Are we required to return immediately or do we have some time?"

Ms. Pauling blinked. "The Administrator wanted a report before deciding."

"Then I have a report to make," said Spy as he straightened his jacket and deposited his possible replacement in Ms. Pauling's lap. "Do me a favor and hold onto her for me, will you?" He ignored Ms. Pauling's sputtered protests and walked back out the door. He had so many calls to make, and the Administrator was just the beginning.