If someone were to ask Thea Hargreeves what she was doing the moment she heard the news of her late Father's passing, she would answer wholeheartedly with the truth.

She was high as hell.

Sitting on the couch smoking a joint wasn't how Thea had planned to spend her day - wasn't how she ever really planned to spend her days honestly - but here she was, spread across the sofa struggling to focus her eyes on what exactly the TV was showing her.

"Incoming transmission. We're going live to a breaking story."

She grabs the remote to turn up the volume, her curiosity peaked. Sitting up slightly to get a better look, the head on her lap shifts and so she continues again to stroke through the soft strands.

"Moments ago, police reported the death of the most eccentric and reclusive billionaire-"

"What's up?" the voice below her asks. She turns her attention away from the very familiar face now displayed on the screen to look down at her brother.

"It's Dad, apparently he's finally kicked the bucket." She nods towards the TV, where Sir Reginald Hargreeves' face was still plastered in all its smug glory, monocle and all.

"Huh. Who would've thought." Klaus said, blinking slowly at the screen. "I mean, I was pretty sure he'd become immortal at some point, outlive us all."

She chuckled. "What a true tragedy that would be, my dear. I suppose the world can sleep safely now."

Klaus turned away from the TV to face her, "We going?"

"Hm?"

"Are we going to our dear daddy's funeral?" he asks.

She hummed in thought, "I suppose we are. Guess we couldn't have stayed away from that place forever."

He jumps up and laughs, his eyes dazed and smile wide. "I'll go pack a bag then, looks like it's time for a good old family reunion."

The two strolled up to the house, and upon facing the imposing brick foundation, they couldn't help but relive old memories. It hadn't changed much in the time they'd spent away, it's dated aesthetic still stood out against the modern surroundings.

Thea and Klaus let themselves in - why knock? It was technically their house - and found themselves interrupting what seemed to be an awkward conversation between four people in the living room.

Luther seemed to fidget before standing up, "Um, so I figured we-"

"Started without us, have you?" Thea said as she walked into the room, her arm linked with Klaus'.

"That's a little mean, don't you think?" Klaus finished, grinning lazily. He did a silly wave, the 'Hello' tattooed onto his palm proudly on show.

Everyone in the room seemed to freeze with shock. Thea looked around, a smirk tugging at her lips, "Cat got your tongue?"

"Thea, Klaus? Omg, you came." Allison said, standing up to give them both welcome hugs.

"Hey, al." They replied in unison. Thea nodded to Diego who sat in front of them, still in slight disbelief.

"W-what, I mean, um- you're here?" Luther sputtered, his face showing the clear shock at their arrival.

"What, weren't we invited? Ouch, that hurts big bro." Thea said dramatically, her hand against her heart, leaning against Klaus for 'support'.

"Oh wow, Luther! Wow, you really, uh, you really filled out over the years, huh?" he chuckled awkwardly, pointed toward his huge frame. Thea chuckled, her eyes roaming over her brother's massive physique.

"He's right, what the hell did you do? Steroids? Never took you for a roids man, Luth."

"Shut up. This isn't the time." He said. "Anyway, now that you're here, I guess we can officially start." He gave the two twins a pointed look.

Thea took a seat on the sofa behind her and gave Vanya a small smile. Vanya seemed shocked for a completely different reason, the greeting seeming to take her off guard.

Looks like she expected me to hate her too for that stupid book of hers. Thea had honestly stopped caring at this point. What's done is done. Vanya was still her sister at the end of the day. And humans fuck up. Big deal. Although she did have a choice few words for the girl on how she depicted Klaus - like he was some crazy psycho always out looking for attention.

The conversation going on around her broke Thea out of her train of thought.

"Dad had a favourite spot?" she heard Allison ask.

"Yeah, you know, under the oak tree. We used to sit there all the time, you guys never did that?" He seemed genuinely puzzled.

"No Luther, none of us got to have playtime with our dear old daddy. That was just you."

Klaus came from the bar and sat by Thea, his head resting on her shoulder. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand, and a joint in the other. "Will there be refreshments? Tea? Scones? Cucumber sandwiches are always a favourite."

"What? No. And put that out, you know Dad didn't allow smoking in here." He said.

Thea rolled her eyes, her hand automatically reaching up to run her fingers through the curls on Klaus' head. "Oh, lighten up. Besides, he's not here now anyway so the rule no longer applies."

She took the joint out of her brother's hands and put it up to her lips to take a drag. Breathing out slowly, she couldn't help but let out a content sigh. "Much better." She put it back between Klaus' lips.

"Listen up, there's still some-" Luther said before being cut off by Diego "Since when do you smoke?" he asked, his eyes narrowed upon Thea.

"Since I had to put up with all your guys' thoughts at once. God, you're all so noisy." She leaned her head back against the sofa. "Trust me, if you had to listen to the utter nonsense you guys think about you'd want to be high too."

Luther seemed to have had enough as he stood up, his large frame making quite the intimidating front. "We still have important things that we still need to discuss, all right?"

"Like what?" Diego mumbled from beside him.

"Like the way he died." "-and here we go."

"I-I don't understand," Vanya spoke up for the first time since the pair had arrived. "I thought they said it was a heart attack?"

"Yeah, according to the coroner," Luther replied.

"Well, wouldn't they know?" she asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Theoretically."

"Theoretically?" This time it was Allison. Thea honestly felt like she was watching a bloody tennis match, her head bobbing back and forth between them all.

"Look," he seemed to get defensive, "I'm just saying at the very least something happened. The last time I talked to Dad he sounded strange."

Klaus shifted beside her, leaning back to gurgle his drink "Oh. Quelle surprise!" Thea couldn't help but chuckle. Even in such situations, her brother always was such a dork. And he always complained that no one took him seriously. What does he expect acting like that? Idiot. She smiled fondly.

"Strange how?" "He sounded on edge, told me I should be careful who I trust..."

Diego got up from in front of the fire. Thea couldn't help but let out a snort at what he was wearing. Seriously, what kind of fetish get up is that? Who knew little Diego had a thing for straps? "Luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man who was starting to lose what was left of his marbles."

"No, he must have known something was going to happen." Luther denied.

Thea felt like rolling her eyes until they rolled up into her skull. What a surprise, Luther doesn't agree with Diego and vice versa. She looked at Vanya and Allison out the corner of her eye. Allison was watching the two closely, but Vanya seemed to be staring off into the distance.

Thea was tempted to peek into her head and see what had her so distracted, but she'd made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do that again unless necessary. Only when necessary. Then I'll do it. I mean it's basically an invasion of privacy, right? She mentally shrugged, she didn't really care, but it just got so loud that she'd spent weeks as a kid controlling her ability to be able to shut all the voices out. No point going backwards...

Although all that seemed to go out the window when she heard Luther's next words. "Look, I know you don't like to do it, but I need you to talk to Dad."

Klaus scoffed, "I can't just call Dad in the afterlife and be like, 'Dad, could you just...stop playing tennis with Hitler for a moment and take a quick call?" Thea snorted at that mental image.

Luther was pissed "Since when? That's your thing."

"I'm not in the right...frame of mind." He replied, trying to explain himself.

"You're high?" Allison accused.

Klaus laughed, gesturing at everyone "Yeah, I mean, how are you not, listening to this nonsense?" he turned to look at his twin and she felt the need to defend his actions. She looked at Luther, "Look, I get you want to talk to Dad about all this, but you can't go demanding things like that of him. You even said it yourself! He doesn't like doing it. Lay off." She narrowed her eyes at Luther, daring him to disagree.

He looked away and huffed. "Fine, whatever, but then there's the issue of the missing monocle." Diego couldn't help but point out "who gives a shit about a stupid monocle?"

"Exactly." Luther agreed. What a change. Has the earth imploded yet? He turned to look at Diego and Allison, "So whoever took it, I think it was personal." His eyes shifted around at them.

Thea narrowed her eyes. Every thought she'd had previously about privacy and giving people their personal space went out the window, because if what she currently suspected was right...that son of a bitch thinks one of us killed Dad. One look inside his mind proved it.

Thea let out a humourless chuckle and they all turned to look at her. "What?" Luther asked.

"You know Luther, I always knew you were a professional suck up, but I never took you for a junior detective in training." She snarked. The others looked at her in confusion, although Thea could tell Diego had seemed to understand her insinuation.

Klaus looked at his twin in befuddlement, his mind honestly too clouded to even keep up, "Where are you even going with this?"

Thea opened her mouth to tell him, but Diego got there first. "Oh, isn't it obvious Klaus? He thinks one of us killed Dad."

Thea wasn't surprised this statement was met with silence. Even she had a problem believing he'd assume one of them killed him. Thea herself hated the man but even she wouldn't stoop so low as to kill him.

Who knows what would have happened to me and Klaus had he not bought us? Clearly, our birth mother wasn't capable, and there's never any guarantee that twins stay together in the system. Plus, I'd have never met Be-

She cut off that line of thinking before she delved far too deep into memories that, for now, were better left safely locked away into the back of her mind. She didn't need to torture herself more than she already did, every single day.

Her thumb absentmindedly rubbed against the inside of her left wrist. Klaus seemed to catch the action, for he silently took her hand into his own and began to rub soothing circles into her palm. She looked up and opened her mouth to thank him when she noticed that they were the only two left in the room.

"Where'd the others go?" She asked.

He let out a small laugh and smirked, "So caught up in your head that you didn't even hear everyone declare their undying hatred and outrage at Luther and leave?"

Thea just hummed, her gaze going back down to where Klaus' thumb was now rubbing her wrist. He looked down too, most notably at the tattoo of a small tentacle that wrapped around her wrist, almost lovingly. She couldn't help but smile, her eyes glazing over at the reminder that was forever engrained on her skin, the reminder of her one true love.

Klaus leaned down and kissed the top of her head. He then pulled her up and led her to the stairs. "Come on, let's go check out our old rooms whilst everyone's moping around like bores. What do you say, 'ol sister of mine?" he grinned.

Thea let out a small giggle at his silliness. "Lead the way, Klausy."