"You want…who?" Rachel asked in shock as she followed Five upstairs.

"Klaus. He looks like an adult, even if he doesn't act like one."

Rachel grabbed Five's hand and stopped him from moving. She looked him right in the eyes.

"This is a terrible idea. If anyone is going to get you killed before you can stop the apocalypse…it's Klaus. And he is my favorite one of your brothers now that Ben is dead."

Five tilted his head at her.

"Luther and Diego have their heads too far up their own asses to understand or be helpful. Or do this my way, for that matter. They'll want to do things their way or no way. Klaus is easily bought. And before you suggest Allison or Vanya, let me remind you that Allison will say it's too dangerous and Vanya obviously can't help. She doesn't understand."

Rachel rubbed her forehead.

"My vote is really with Allison on this one. We can make her understand! She'd get them to do anything just with a few words. In, out, and done."

Five nodded at her as if he was considering it, but she knew he wasn't. He gave her one of his fake smiles.

"Klaus is less time consuming. Just wait in my room, okay?"

Rachel threw her hands up in defeat. As Five went off to find his brother, Rachel sat on his bed. She looked around the room, amazed with how diligent Grace was at keeping the place clean after seventeen years in their time. The room was spotless, as if it was still used. The walls were mint green like the hallway, but books and toys were stacked all around. Drawings still stuck to the walls and homework left years ago sat on the desk. She sat up straighter as she felt Klaus's emotions change to extremely pleased. Five must have gotten to the part about payment. She shook her head at how simple it was for Five to manipulate his brother. The two shortly entered. Klaus looked over at her.

"Oh, your girlfriend is here!"

"Can you focus?" Five asked him," Best clothes. I need you to be really professional if you're going to act like you're my father."

Rachel's head whipped toward the front door. Someone very worried was coming into the house. A female voice called out tentatively. The voice was too far to be heard, but Rachel knew who it was already. The girl looked at the males.

"Vanya's here," she announced.

"Shit," Five cursed under his breath," Get in the wardrobe."

Rachel raised an eyebrow at him.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

Five made a face at her.

"Not you, genius. Him."

Klaus looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, me!"

Five practically shoved him in.

"Make sure to change while in there," he reminded before closing the door and jumping over to the window and looking out of it.

Rachel flipped to be on the other side of the bed so it looked like the two of them may have been talking. About a minute later, Vanya appeared.

"Oh, thank God," she said, seeing the two of them," I was worried sick about you."

"Sorry we left without saying goodbye," Five said, turning to her.

She could see Five melting into his charming kid act. Rachel turned her head and smiled at her old best friend.

"We didn't mean to worry you."

"No, look, I'm the one that should be sorry. Yeah, I was dismissive, and I-I guess I didn't know how to process what you were saying. And I still can't, to be honest."

Five walked over to her as she talked, and Rachel rolled back across the bed.

"Maybe you were right to be dismissive. Maybe it wasn't real after all. We talked about it…after what you said. It felt real."

Five made a show of walking to his desk and moving the toy train sitting on it.

"Well…like you said, the old man did say time travel could contaminate the mind."

"Then maybe I'm not the right person for you to be talking to. Look, I used to see someone. A therapist. I could give you her information."

"Thanks, but…I think I'm gonna get some rest. It's been a long time since I've had a good sleep. Right, Rachel?"

She looked up at him and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll just borrow one of the empty bedrooms until I can…figure out what I'm doing for the foreseeable future."

"Okay," Vanya responded to them before leaving.

Five waited a few seconds before moving to the door to check that she was far enough away. Before he even reached the doorway, Klaus was pushing open the wardrobe. Rachel got up out of the bed to help him out as he was making quite the noise. Rachel didn't completely blame him considering Five left his closet in quite the mess it seemed.

"That's so…touching, all that stuff about family and Dad and time. Wow!"

"Would you shut up? She'll hear you," Five scolded.

"I'm moist," Klaus responded.

Rachel rolled her eyes at him. The older minds looked him over. He had changed into a frilly button down with print and leather black pants that laced up the sides.

"I told you to put on something professional," Five reminded.

"What? This is my nicest outfit."

"Wow," Rachel responded.

Five sighed and shook his head.

"We'll raid the old man's closet," he said, moving out of the room.

"Whatever as long as I get paid."

"When the job is done."

Klaus and Rachel followed him out. The man stopped them at the top of the stairs.

"Okay, but just so we're clear on the finer details, I just gotta go into this place and pretend to be your dear old dad, correct?"

"Yeah. Something like that."

"What's our cover story?"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I mean, was I really young when I had you? Like, 16? Like, young and…terribly misguided?"

Rachel couldn't help but laugh, which got her a look from Five that clearly asked her not to enable his brother.

"Sure."

"Your mother, that slut. Whoever she was. We met at…the disco. Okay? Remember that. Oh, my God, the sex was amazing."

"What a disturbing glimpse into that thing you call a brain," Five announced, turning and moving down the stairs.

"Don't make me put you in time-out."

Rachel had been trying to hold in her amusement, but that last part really got to her and she fell into hysterics. Klaus wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they went downstairs.

"Don't encourage him!" Five scolded her.

"Leave her be. I'm glad she's grown into a sense of humor since we were kids. Let me tell you about how our eyes met across the room and I knew she just wanted to see my-"

"Klaus!"