Katherine promptly got to work, cleaning up the mess that Five had left as the rest of the family dispersed. It was she had always done- clean up the messes the family made. Fix things that needed fixed. She wondered how long it would take before she couldn't do that anymore. She put the peanut butter and marshmallows back in the pantry, then stepped down to clean up the crumbs and dishes.

Diego took her hand and pulled her away from the table.

"Diego, if I don't clean this up we're gonna get mice." She said, looking at the small congregation of crumbs kn the kitchen table.

"It'll be fine for a minute. Just relax, okay? A lot just happened in a super short time, and you need to stop before you run yourself into the ground." He said gently, holding both of her hands.

She looked up at him and took a shakey breath. "It's just... he's back. For years and years, I waited for him to come back. And now that he's home it's like-." She stopped midsentence.

"It's like he's not him." He finished for her.

"He used to tell me everything as soon at it happened. And now it's like I'm being brushed off like the crust from yesterday's peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich." She explained quietly. "It's just weird. I'll be ok, I guess I just need time to adjust to the fact that he isn't the Number Five that we remember."

"Take all the time you need. We're all here for you no matter what." He reminded her.

She nodded and stepped back. "I'm gonna finish cleaning up. I should be done in a minute, and then I guess we should go do dad's memorial thing."

Diego sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to give up. Instead of fighting her on it, he nodded and went to gather his siblings.

By the time they were all ready to go, it was pouring the rain. Everyone except for Luther and Diego had an Umbrella, and Kat made sure to hold hers over both her and Diego the best that she could.

"Did something happen?" Mom suddenly asked.

"Dad died. Remember?" Vanya said in confusion.

"Oh. Yes, of course."

"Is Mom okay?"

Diego immediately stepped to Grace's defense. "Yeah, yeah, she's fine. She just needs to rest. You know, recharge."

"Whenever you're ready, dear boy." Pogo told Luther, who was holding the urn that contained Reginald's ashed.

He turned it upside down, only for the ashes to unceremoniously plop onto the wind. "Probably would have been better with some wind."

"Does anyone wish to speak?" Pogo asked. After a tense silence, he nodded his head. "Very well. In all regards, Sir Reginald Hargreeves made me what I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my master and my friend, and I shall miss him very much. He leaves behind a complicated legacy-"

He was cut off by Diego, who spoke in a monotone voice as he stepped into the rain. "He was a monster. He was a bad person and a worse father. - The world's better off without him."

"Diego." Kat warned quietly. As much as she disliked Hargreeves, now was not the time nor place. She reached out to touch his arm, but he jerked away.

"My name is Number Two. You know why? Because our father couldn't be bothered to give us actual names. He had Mom do it."

At the mention of her name, mom perked up. "Would anyone like something to eat?"

"No, it's okay, Mom." Vanya assured her.

"Look, you wanna pay your respects? Go ahead. But at least be honest about the kind of man he was." Diego persisted.

"You should stop talking now." Luther said, his tone of voice dark and threatening.

"You know, you of all people should be on my side here, Number One."

"I am warning you."

"After everything he did to you? He had to ship you a million miles away."

"Diego, stop talking." Allison warned.

"That's how much he couldn't stand the sight of you!"

That was the final straw for Luther. He lunged forward and attacked, his brute strength his only weapon. Diego wasn't as strong, but he was quick and agile.

"Boys, stop this at once!" Pogo yelled. But his demands fell upon deaf ears.

"Come on, big boy!" Diego taunted.

"Stop it!" Kat yelled.

"Hit him! Hit him!" Klaus cried, earning a look from the former sibling.

Five sighed and scoffed, obviously done with the ridiculousness of the situation. "We don't have time for this." He said before walking inside.

"Come here, big boy!" Diego shouted.

What came next happened almost in slow motion. Luther swung, Diego ducked, and Ben's memorial statue went crashing to the ground. Kat felt a painful pang in her chest as the head separated from the body.

"Oh And there goes Ben's statue." Allison said blankly.

"Diego, no!" Vanya yelled, snapping everyone's attention as he threw a knife at Luther.

They all gasped as the blade sliced his arm. Kat tossed her umbrella to the side and ran over to heal him, but be pulled away and yelled at her not to touch him. She simply put her hands up and stepped away as he stormed inside.

"You never know when to stop, do you?" Vanya muttered.

"You got enough material for your sequel yet?" Diego snapped.

"He was my father, too."

Diego turned on his heel and marched over to Grace, not even noticing that Kat had made her way over to the beheaded statue of Ben. "Mom. Let's go inside. Come on. Okay? Come on." He said, leading her in.

Klaus slowly approached the ashes and leaned down to them as he spoke. "I bet you're loving this. Hmm? The team at its best. It's just like old times. Best funeral ever."

He put his cigarette out in the ashes and turned to Kat, who was kneeling next the the statue, thoroughly drenched with rain. "Come on, sis. We need to go in. You're soaked." He said, squatting down next to her.

"Just gimme a minute. I wanna do this. I can do this." She assured him, fitting the head properly on the body and focusing. She felt the kinetic energy in the metal buzz faster and faster until the material itself got too hot for her to touch. The two pieces fused back together and she looked at it proudly. Klaus helped her stand and walked her back inside, promising to have Luther put it back up later.

It wasn't until Diego was upstairs, did he realize that Katherine was not by his side or behind him. He whipped around and practically flew down the stairs. He got to the foyer to see her with a towel around her shoulders and Klaus drying off her hair with another towel.

"Shit Kat, I'm sorry. I didn't even think." He said, running a hand through his hair.

She shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine." She assured him. He went to hug her, but she stepped away. She was still hurt by how brash he had acted towards her earlier, and she wasn't just going to forgive him at the drop of a hat.

"I think I'm going to go up to my room for a bit." She said, going around him and up the stairs.

He watched her until she was out of sight, then closed his eyes and sighed. "Shit."

Klaus looked at him and shook his head. "Ya done fucked up." He said, walking up the stairs to go to his room.