One Thing
AvalonReeseFanFics
A/N: Well, my wonderful readers, it's another late chapter. I swear, I will do my best to get better at this, I really will. Right, so this chapter, we have another cute chapter and it's a lot of Wo and Ro being cute. We get to learn what happened after she dropped in on this universe. The next chapter is more in the current season's time and it has some cute moment too. Hopefully you guys enjoy this chapter and all the Wo and Ro shenanigans. As usual don't forget to leave a review or drop a fav and a follow and I'll see you guys in week.
Chapter 13
3 years ago.
Wo Fat had very stupidly kept the girl.
The one with the red hair and the impossibly blue eyes. The one he had told himself he'd get rid of once he knew how much she had given the cops about him when they had questioned her.
Yeah, he kept her.
At first he couldn't understand how it happened. She just sort of… stuck but he had allowed it to happen.
He would eventually admit, first to himself and then to her, that's he reminded him of himself. She was alone, she had a shit family, and she had criminal tendencies, just like him.
And while his were more violent in nature and hers were more along the lines of petty thefts, it was still enough for him to see himself in her.
He originally had set her free, gave her start up money, a fake ID and sent her on her merry way.
Her first act with her new identity and as a free person was to break back into the house she originally got caught breaking into to steal something of hers back. Then she showed back up at his safehouse literally six hours later telling him that she had no where else to go and she'd like to stay with him.
He had said no, but she had persisted and eventually he had agreed, only because he was impressed that she had broken back into the place and this time hadn't been caught. He gave her one day, one day to figure her shit out, but a day turned into two and then three, and then a week.
The longer she stayed the more comfortable she got talking to him. This meant that he got more of her story, and to say he didn't believe it was an understatement.
A girl from another reality falling out of the sky and into a new reality where she didn't exist? Yeah, she had to be crazy. But he dealt with psychopaths on a regular basis and she wasn't a full psychopath, not really. She was basically harmless compared to everything else in his life.
It took all of a week to form some sort of attachment, for him anyway. Apparently, she was attached to him right away.
Seven days of breakfasts together and her incessant prattling following him around, her constant need to be with him, to be touching him in some small way, had all grown on him. He had even started bringing her to work with him, to his compounds and meetings because she didn't like to be alone.
On the eighth day of having this annoying yappy dog version of a human in his life, when she didn't show up at breakfast, he found himself uneasy. He was used to having her endless chatter as they ate, he'd have something sensible like a hard-boiled egg and coffee, and she always had something fancy like pancakes or waffles or French toast with a side of eggs and bacon. The girl loved breakfast food, could have it any time of the day.
Not having her at the table with him, finding himself cloaked in silence, had not been as comfortable as he dreamed it would be. In fact, he was so unnerved by it that he left his breakfast, his coffee and his morning paper to go and find her.
She was still in her bed, still sleeping. Upon waking her up he found out that she wasn't feeling well and wanted sleep.
Fine.
But then he spent the rest of the day worrying if she was alright and that was completely unheard of for him.
Also his associates and underlings all asked where she was because they too were used to her being around. Upon saying that she was unwell that day and back at his safe house resting, they all said the same thing, that they hoped she got better.
When he came back that night, he had brought her a slushie as she had requested one for her sore throat, and he actually sat down to watch one of her childish movies with her. He even let her cuddle into his side like she liked to do.
After that, it wasn't as annoying having her around. It wasn't as hard to have her pressed into his side, or holding onto his sleeve when she got scared, or giving her hugs when she asked for them. After that he, well, he sort of didn't care about finding her somewhere else to stay, giving her a new life.
When it came to him having to leave Victoria to continue down the country to check on his smuggling lines and their effectiveness, he assumed that she knew that she would be coming with him.
Except she didn't.
She had actually tried to say goodbye and Wo Fat had been confused. Once they talked it out the answer to the problem seemed easy. Obviously, he wasn't about to leave her behind.
He then had to delay a day to have her pack. Mainly because she didn't have anything to pack and nothing to pack into, so he had to buy her all the essentials.
They left the next morning, hopping into his Audi to drive across the country. They stopped in each and every capitol city. He bought her all she asked for, which were small things. Museum trips, disposable cameras for tourist pictures, a postcard each and every place she went.
And he didn't even care.
By the time they hit Toronto he could easily call himself attached to her. And she knew it.
She would turn this smug smile up to him any time he tried to tell her it wasn't true and she would let it go. But he knew that she realized he liked traveling with her.
He had never had such an enjoyable travel buddy before. Usually he hated traveling with people, it was why he was by himself most of the time. When he had people with him before, he hated it, he couldn't wait to get rid of them, but it was the opposite with his Ro.
He actively looked forward to finishing his business so he could join her wherever she was. He even liked travelling, she had managed to make travelling fun.
She would go touristing, he would make sure his smuggling lines were still operational then they'd do something together during the evening or on his off hours. And they had gotten into the habit of staying even longer in the cities to finish doing everything she wanted to do.
It was honestly the perfect relationship. Or he thought it was perfect, he had never had one before, neither in a friendship, work partnership, nor a relationship. The only difference was that he wasn't interested in her in a sexual way. He had never had a relationship where he didn't get something out of it, this was the first one where he got nothing and he didn't care.
Toronto was more of the same stuff, though he did start putting more time aside to spend in the day with her, simply because she liked the company.
Today's excursion was to the Royal Ontario Museum. And she knew it all too well.
They had just taken a picture in front of the T-Rex, the first exhibit she visited as it was her favourite. She kept talking a mile a minute about all her favourite exhibits that she wanted to take him to.
"You've been here before?" he asked as she tugged him through the museum to get to her second favourite exhibit.
"Oh sure. We lived in Toronto up until I was eleven. My dad works for U of T and after school we were supposed to sit in his office but me and my brother were trouble makers so he'd send us here. We had family memberships."
"You lived in Toronto? You never told me that," he said with a narrowed look on his face.
Ro then blinked her eyes and came to a stop. "Huh… yeah… I… I kind of forgot about that."
She forgot where she used to live? Was that normal?
Maybe she was more traumatized that he thought she was. Maybe he should start looking into getting her therapy.
She was still stalled though, standing there staring at her feet as she seemed to digest what she just said.
"We were going somewhere?" he asked.
"Right! Yes!" she said grabbing a hold of him again. "To Egypt!"
She meant the Egyptian exhibit.
She was smiling again so that was great. He put a lot of effort into making sure she was always smiling, which was the first tip off that he had started caring about her.
The started first at looking at all the artifacts, at the little dioramas of what the places used to look like back in the day.
Then they made it to the mummies. They had little cats and falcons all mummified and then they had the main mummy.
Ro was staring at it with a reverent fearful kind of look. "He looks different, I swear the last time he was here he wasn't arched like that."
She also thought she came from an alternate reality. So, maybe it was different from her reality. Wherever that may be.
"Well, it's been under these lights, it might be drying out more causing it to shorten and arch a bit…"
"Oh, ew," she cried and then she straightened.
Wo straightened too. "Does it say how he died?" he asked.
He waited for her to give him some sort of answer. She had been reading all the placards out to him everywhere else, so he figured he'd let her do that.
Except no answer came. She did however, groan.
He turned immediately and saw that she was hunched over, she had a hand on the glass that encased the mummy they had been looking at.
She a hand to her chest. And immediately he was worried that she was having some sort of cardiac episode.
But then she flickered. Like literally she blinked in and out of view, like one second she was there the next she wasn't. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
A sort of static electric crackle was popping off in the air and the glass under her hand began to splinter.
Panic was not the word that Wo Fat would have used to describe what he was feeling right at that moment. Panic was when the cops were closing in and his mode of escape was late. Panic was finding out that he was in a room of people who were all about to turn on him and he was going to fight his way out.
This was something completely different.
This had a hold of his whole body. His heartrate hadn't just kicked up, it was practically non existent it was beating so fast.
He reached out for her instinctively. It was like his hands had been plunged into ice cold water. The second his fingertips gripped her arm the flickering stopped. Her eyes were wide and staring at him.
Then before she could say anything to him, she started flickering again, and that time when she flickered, so did he.
For that brief moment he was in a dark space, stars twinkling around him, floating like he was weightless. Then he was back in the museum. This flickering continued, in and out, in and out, and while it was taking his breath away, making it hard for him to catch his breath, he didn't let go, instead he looked around.
What he saw that worried him was that something had Ro.
A metal hook stuck between her shoulder blades seemingly trying to tug her away.
The flickering stopped and they were back in the Egyptian exhibit.
"What the fuck was that?" he asked.
But Ro was shaking, her grip on him tightened. "Don't let it take me," she whispered.
All of the protective instincts he never thought he could put on someone else kicked into overdrive. Nothing was taking her form him.
Nothing.
He pulled her to his chest and held her tightly. He backed up and into the closest wall to make sure nothing snuck up on him even though he was certain that there was anything to sneak up on him. He wasn't even sure what was happening right now.
Ro groaned again and began to shudder.
Oh, oh no, it was happening again.
His grip tightened on her, trying to keep her on the same plane of existence as him, but whatever was coming for her was so much stronger than her because it took them both back into that black heavy space where he couldn't breathe.
If he couldn't breathe neither could she.
There was no flicker this time, they weren't going between where they had been and this place, they had fully been dragged in this time.
That metal hook was still attached to her, he reached immediately to pull it off of her but it was ice cold to the touch.
He went into his pocket for his knife and then force himself to take a hold of that braided cord that the hook was attached to. He took the knife to it, but it basically did nothing.
Fear was alive in him now. He was suffocating, she was holding onto him and that hook was dragging them both through the void now.
And from that fear came the strings. Pink strings that wrapped around him, that wrapped around her and wrapped around the chain.
Here they seemed to be saying, cut it now.
So he did.
And that time the knife went through. The bond between Ro and whatever that hook was shattered with a strong enough blast that it sent them right back to where they started.
When they fell out of that void the glass around them had been shattered, Ro was unconscious in his arms, but the alarms that should have been going off were silent.
He would find out later that his phone was destroyed, crushed like it had been in a vacuum. He'd find out that the sensors and cameras in that section of the ROM had been taken down, followed shortly by that whole floor, like an EMP blast had gone through that portion of the building starting from where they were and radiating out.
But he wouldn't care about that. Not right away. All that mattered was his Ro and making sure nothing ever pulled her into that place again.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Ro dreamed of lights.
A million twinkling lights surrounding her like stars.
She dreamed of strings of different colors that meant different things, things she instinctively knew.
She dreamed of a pain between her shoulder blades.
She dreamed of Wo Fat's arms around her, and the blast of ice-cold electricity that burned through her before the dark and the cold took over.
Then she was awake.
Awake and back in the hotel.
Wo Fat had been nice enough to always book hotel rooms with two rooms inside. One for her so she could have her privacy and one for him and his privacy. She wasn't in her room though, she was in his, and he was beside her, his hand gripping her shirt.
"What happened?" she asked as she sat up, noting that his hand did not leave her person, he was practically clinging to her.
It was a calm steady grip, but for him, it was clinging.
"Well, we took out the Egyptian Exhibit. I'm pretty sure we'll never been allowed back in there and you've been out cold for six hours," he said. "Would I be correct in assuming that you have no idea what that was about?"
Ro nodded her head and Wo Fat nodded too.
"Well, that's unacceptable," he said sitting up himself. "As much as I'm sure you'd enjoy it I can't hold your hand in case something that like that happens again…"
"It's not like I control it…"
"Of course not," he said, reaching for the room service menu and putting it into her hands. He clearly wanted her to eat. "But we're going to need to figure this out. I suppose I can do some research… though I'm not even sure what to call this…"
"I do," she whispered and he turned to her surprised. "And uh… I know who to go to too."
His eyes narrowed but it was very clear.
Wo Fat finally believed her.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Was Trenton Pierce mad? Yes.
Two experiments in a row with his son with pulling something through to the void and it hadn't worked.
The first time they had latched onto something but lost it in transit.
The second time they had it, but there was interference and they lost it again. Not just it but the proton hook he had created. Completely shattered.
Do you know how long it took him to make that? How much grant money he had wasted on the science behind it and building it?
But when he remarked about how it shouldn't be this hard to move an object his son told him he hadn't tried to hook an object he had tried to hook a person.
A specific person.
This was a problem for two reasons. For starters people weren't made to survive a trip through the white spaces. So if he tried to pull a person, they were dead. Secondly, he had tried to pull his sister.
The sister who had died at birth.
Up until that point Trenton had no idea that his son had attributed the implosion of their family to the stillborn daughter.
Granted that was the catalyst of disaster, he just didn't think that Trevor had it in his mind that if he brought that girl to this world he could get his family back. The boy was twenty-three turning twenty-four, he had to realize that yes the problems stemmed from loosing a child but they had been separated almost 20 years, there was clearly no fixing that relationship.
So now he was a mad that he never noticed his remaining child was suffering as badly as he clearly was.
He had sent Trevor to his house, said he'd talk to him once he was home. He had to fill out the report on how the experiment had gone. It would also give him some time to calm himself down and figure out how to help his son other than multitudes of therapy.
It was late into the night when someone knocked on his door. "Come in," he called figuring it was one of his many failing students come to beg for extra credit. Trenton didn't do extra credit, he believed if you wanted something you worked for it. Simple.
"Hi… uhm… Dr. Pierce… I was wondering…"
It was a girl. Young, He didn't recognize her but that didn't mean much, the lecture hall was huge after all, she probably sat in the back, or didn't show up at all.
"I don't do extra credit…"
"No, I'm not a student here…"
Then what the fuck was she doing in his office?
"Okay, well I'm not taking on any interns right now, either."
"No, don't want to be an intern…"
Jesus this was getting weird.
"No? Okay, well, I am not interested in helping you write a thesis, no matter how much it pertains to my work. Nor can you use me as a reference, or reference any new work I might be working on at this time," he said noting she had a rather intimidating man with her.
The girl herself looked far from interesting. Rather normal college level student, red hair that faded to blonde, leggings, Uggs and a graphic tee-shirt. But the man with her was in a top-of-the-line tailored suit. Trenton was certain that the watch on his arm was probably a Rolex or something equally expensive.
And he radiated a calm but deadly aura.
The two didn't look like they belonged together at all.
"And your boyfriend isn't going to intimidate me into agreeing…"
"No… he's not… he's just my friend and that's not…"
"And I won't be accepting a bribe either."
"Oh my god, shut up and just let me talk!" the girl suddenly cried and he came to a stop and looked up to the very rude girl.
He definitely wasn't going to help her now.
"Look, something's happening to me and you're the only one I know who could tell me what's happening," she said.
She came a little closer and he took a really long look at her. Why did she seem familiar? Something about her, about the way she moved, reminded him of his ex-wife.
"You specialize in travelling, right? The theories about traveling from one universe to another, specifically, right?"
"Yes?" he answered warily.
"Right, well I'm pretty sure I fell from one string to another and I'm having some really weird shit happen to me and I'm going to really need you to help me figure out either, how to go home or how to stop this shit from happening to me…"
For a moment Trenton just stared at her and then he broke out in laughter. God. So this was a prank? That's what this was?
"Who put you up to this. Was it Wayne Lee?"
"Wayne Lee has the imaginative qualities of a potato," the girl snapped and Trenton found himself nodding. It was true. Wayne would not have been able to come up with this.
"I'm serious. Literally just today I was pulled into some dark place."
He glanced to the man standing behind her and wondered if that meant he had kidnapped her. In which case why the hell had he let her come here?
"A place filled with little white lights and strings…."
Oh my god.
Trenton was looking at her in completely different eyes.
"It was heavy and I couldn't breathe and… there was something pulling me, dragging me somewhere but I didn't want to go."
"I keep telling you it was a hook," the man snapped and Trenton turned to him. Was he why that hook had snapped? Had he done something to it?
"The point it is, I had no control and we kind of need it not to happen again."
"And when exactly did this… this incident happen?"
"This morning," the man said. "This morning around 11."
Exactly when he and Trevor had performed their latest experiment. They had been trying to pull her.
But that meant… if Trevor had thought of his sister… then this must be…
He lurched out of his seat and leant forward, taking a good long look at the girl in front of him.
The red and blonde hair was clearly dyed, judging by the dark brown eyebrows she probably had his wife's dark brown hair, just like Trevor. She seemed to have his nose though.
But most importantly the girl had Piercing-Pierce blue eyes. The trademark of the family, a gene so strong every genetic Pierce child had them.
She was his daughter from an alternate reality. She had come to him because she knew what he did as a job and she knew he could help her. The alternate version of him must have had the same job, he'd bet that was how his daughter survived too. It would make sense that an alternate version of him would think of a way for his children to survive a White Space incident.
"Give me one second," he said. "Stay right here."
He scampered around them both and down the hallway to his lab. There he picked up the Boson reader and brought it back to his office. The second he got within arm's reach of both the woman and her friend the Boson reader started going crazy.
They were covered in charged particles. They really had been in the White Spaces.
However, the second the Boson reader started beeping, the man swept her behind him, a hand going to something behind his back.
Right, so the man was packing.
Who the hell had his daughter gotten mixed up with?
"Well this proves it. You were in the White Spaces."
"The what?" he asked.
"The space between the strings."
"Well it's not white it's all black. More void like if I'm being honest," he snapped but the Trenton was too excited about what this meant.
"Tomorrow, 9am, we'll uh… we'll start from the beginning and then figure out a way to stop you from tumbling into the white spaces," he said offering her a hand to shake.
She didn't take it though. She stared at it, and then turned to the man beside her. For a moment the two of them exchanged a very long and charged stare before he sighed and took Trenton's hand.
"We'll be there."
Oh so he was coming too? Wonderful… not!
The girl thanked him for his time, promised to be there in the morning and then two left.
He had done it.
He had pulled someone from one reality to another.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Wo Fat should have left Toronto long before now and headed down to the east coast but Ro was still working with her father on her powers. He could have left her with him, but he didn't want to.
Firstly because this was his Ro, and he felt like he needed to protect her. Secondly, because Trenton Pierce gave him an off vibe. He just didn't trust him.
But he had been good for his Ro.
She had learned that the pulling had been one of his experiments. She had learned that, as well as pulling her that one day in the ROM, he had actually pulled her here but lost her in transit.
He learned that the reason she survived moving through the void was because her brother in the other universe had hit her with something called an Energizing Ray. Had he not, when she got pulled by Dr. Pierce's experiment she would have died.
So Wo Fat, very certainly could have had a dead body land by him in Victoria.
He had convinced her not to tell Trenton who she really was, and her real name would have been a dead give away. So she decided on calling herself Wick when her dad asked for an introduction. She was Wick and he was Oz.
With the background set, they moved on to her problems. It started first with trying to get her home. Except she couldn't. Something in the White Spaces was stopping her. Wo Fat selfishly thought this was a good thing because he didn't want her to leave. But he didn't tell her that.
After that they learned something new about Ro. The act of travelling through the spaces, it gave her powers.
That's right. Ro had powers.
At first when she tried to use them, it hurt her. Electric bolts of energy would rip through her skin and have her bleeding and scarred. Wo hated that. Dr. Pierce eventually created his own version of the Energizing Ray to help her access her powers better. With that working, using her powers became easy for her, and when it became easy she learned new moves.
In a short amount of time she learned to open portals, to pull objects to her, to throw objects across the room and she had learned to drop herself into the void when she wanted to be safe.
There were some hiccups. Like the shield. She didn't learn to use a shield until Dr. Pierce threatened someone other than her.
She didn't care when he threw a stapler at her and caught her in the chest. No, she managed to successfully pop a shield for the first time protecting him.
Dr. Pierce hadn't done anything crazy like shoot him with anything, but he had thrown coffee at him. Which definitely could have burnt him, or more importantly ruin his brand-new Hugo Boss suit. Except it didn't because Ro popped a portal in front of him just in time to save his suit.
She learned to place a portal in a doorway so she could open a door to a new place. She learned manipulate outcomes with the strings, like using them to take a locked door and make it open.
And at that moment she was learning to levitate things.
This required putting a shield around something and having the strings move the shield up.
She was having issues controlling it but really coming along.
But her powers weren't the only thing growing.
So were everyone's attachments.
Ro was absolutely ecstatic to have her father's praise and attention. Apparently, she didn't get it very much where she came from.
But he didn't know who she really was. He thought her name was Wick, she hadn't told him that there was a familial link there because Wo Fat didn't want her to. He kept telling her to tell him when the time was right but they had yet to get there.
Or at least that was how Wo Fat thought.
She was introduced to Trevor who was her brother.
Now he, he looked exactly like her. Put red in his hair with blonde tips and the boy was a masculine version of her. He was a little taller than Wo Fat, as apparently height ran in the Pierce genes, but skipped over Ro. He was in town for some skating competition one of the kids he was coaching was in, and he spent a lot of free time around the lab.
Wo Fat could tell that Dr. Pierce doted on Ro, and Trevor liked to ask her questions and buddy up to her.
All of this was making Ro happy of course, which meant that she was considering staying in Toronto with her family. He figured once she told them who she really was that would be it. The done deal.
Ro would stay here, and Wo Fat could go on his merry way. He could be a Crime Boss again, no more strings attached or little annoying yappy girls following him around.
So why did he feel so bad?
That particular day they were working late in the lab again. Trevor had come in and wanted to talk to his dad so the two of them left to speak in Dr. Pierce's office.
Not long after Wo Fat had finished his third coffee of the day and wanted another. He preferred Starbucks but Rowan loved Tim Hortons Ice capps no matter the weather. So he figured he'd walk the short distance to the campus Tims and get himself a green tea and her another ice capp.
But as he walked past the office he heard something he wasn't supposed to hear and was stopped dead in his tracks.
"When are you going to tell her that we're the ones who pulled her here?" Trevor asked his dad.
Wo Fat paused. Wait, what?
"Why do we need to tell her?" Dr. Pierce shot back.
"Because, dad, she should know that we pulled her here because she's our family… that we wanted her here…"
"No… you wanted her here. Having your sister back and alive again will not fix our family."
Wait a second. She was dead here? Was that why she dropped in instead of taking over some version of her? Dr. Pierce had said it was his theory, but that if she just dropped it meant that there wasn't a version of her here. Why would he say that was a theory when he already knew that she wasn't alive?
Wo had no idea what was happening right now, but he definitely felt like his reluctance to leave her here with her family was justified.
"Yeah but dad… if she's really our Rowan…"
"She isn't though. Our Rowan is dead and buried. This is someone that comes from somewhere else, the DNA isn't a full match. Distant relative at most."
They had done a DNA test? Seriously? When? How?
"Oh please! Let's look at this honestly here. You don't want to tell her because you don't want to deal with the guilt!"
Guilt? Guilt about what?
"This is the biggest scientific discovery of the universe," Trenton snapped. "The implication that we can travel between the strings can change everything."
"Oh and the fact that you've managed to weaponize her and all the government grants that dole out the most money are the ones that are look for new warfare has nothing to do with it?"
"I will never have to beg for grant money again! Do you understand what that could mean to my research?" Trenton cried. "I can use all that cash to fund real advances."
"They are going to cut her up or breed her, or make her do horrible things she doesn't want to do! You're ignoring the fact that she's our family, and she probably knows it! How do you think she's going to feel when she finds out you're selling her to the highest bidder?" Trevor cried and Wo Fat stumbled away from the door.
"She is not our family!" Trenton shouted but Wo Fat had heard enough.
He immediately went back to the lab to get Ro, walking fast but not too fast as to arouse suspicion.
When he got into the lab Ro was still working on levitating, she had three chairs up in the air and a bunch of lab equipment.
He grabbed a hold of her shoulder and everything dropped out of the air.
"Oh shit!" she cried. "A lot of that was expensive."
"I don't care, Ro," he snapped. "We gotta get you out of here. Like right now."
"What do you mean? I haven't learned everything yet."
Wo Fat ignored her and immediately went for the most important items that they would need. The energizing ray, the boson disrupted, both the ray gun form and the sword, and the grounders.
"Seriously, what are you doing?"
"Ro, I don't have time to explain. We need to get you out of…"
"What's going on?" Trenton asked appearing in the room. He took in all that Wo Fat was shoving into a duffle bag and frowned. "What are you doing?"
"We're leaving," Wo growled, donning his most authoritative glare so the man knew he was being absolutely serious.
Trenton's smile faded. "No, no you're not taking her."
"Yes, I fucking am."
"No you're not. I need her." Wo's eyes narrowed he glanced back at her and then back to Trenton who sniffed. "She's my daughter. I pulled her here…"
Behind him Ro gasped and Wo's eyes narrowed. Oh so now he wanted to tell her who she was to him? Now that Wo Fat was going to take her away? Now that familial bond meant something?
"No, you want to sell her to the highest bidder, preferably military…"
"That's not true is it?" Ro asked but Trenton wouldn't look at her.
"I… you're…"
"I heard him," Wo snapped. "He knew who you were the whole time. Him and Trevor pulled you here, you're dead in this reality that's why you dropped instead of taking over a body, but you're powers are a weapon and he can use you for grant money."
Ro looked up to Wo Fat, he rarely lied to her, she was the only one he was truthful with. She was also the only one who could tell when he was lying. So he knew she looked at him and saw that he was telling the truth.
She then turned her angry eyes onto Trenton who was glaring at them both.
"You don't understand the implications of what you can do…"
"She's not an experiment, or a weapon. She's a human being and she's leaving. There is literally nothing you can do to stop her."
"Fine you want to play it that way. My money and science brought her here, so she's technically my property."
Yeah? Is that was where they were going to go? Well fine. Wo Fat could play that way.
"Well I'm the one she dropped in on, literally, when you lost her. So finder's keepers huh?" Trenton scoffed, no doubt ready to come back with another witty comment but Wo Fat was done. He pulled his gun out from his waistband and pointed at him. "I'm also a cold-stone killer, and no, I will not have a problem with shooting you in the face."
Trenton looked at that gun and then back to Wo Fat.
"Oh I'd believe him," Ro called out from where she was behind him and Wo smiled almost cruelly.
"Get the fuck out of my way or I swear to god, I'll shoot you everywhere that will kill you but fucking slowly."
The man realized then that Wo Fat wasn't bluffing and he stepped out of the way. Wo Fat reached a hand out behind him, and Ro took it right away.
He led her out of that lab, took her back to their hotel across from the ROM, packed them up and had them checked out before the cops showed up.
H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O
Wo Fat got her out of that hotel and onto a boat that he then had them sail out onto Lake Ontario before the cops could show up.
She hated boats. She got motion sick on boats. She had been below in the bedroom trying not to vomit the whole time. Wo had mostly left her alone. In fact he had had the boat push off without him. He had been gone for hours before he came back.
And with him came a dinner she couldn't eat and sea sickness meds that hadn't kicked in yet. She hadn't been in the mood to talk so he had just left her, which was fair. She knew the man was a sociopath, he probably had no idea what to do. It probably hadn't even registered to him that she was upset.
"Hey. How you feeling?" Ro, who was curled up on the bed, half turned to the door where he was standing. He took one look at her and came into the room. "Is this still the sea sickness?"
Kind of, but it wasn't all of it though. Because she was actually also really sad.
"It looks like you've been crying."
Yes, she had been crying. She had just been forced to admit that she no longer had a family. That she would probably never find her way home. That she was stuck in this universe forever. And the only person being nice to her was a literal villain.
No seriously. The literally villain of her favourite TV show.
How come Hawaii Five-0 never portrayed the kind version of Wo Fat? Just the barbaric, violent, cruel version. It might have made a good plot line, exploring that side of him. Guess because then it would be hard to hate him when he did his terrible things to lead… god what was his name? Steven something. Steven McBuckett maybe? God and it was important too.
The next time she remembered she was going to write it down.
"I can't help it," she whispered. Wo Fat came to sit down beside her but she refused to roll over.
"What are you upset about?"
"It's stupid."
Wo Fat put a hand to her shoulder. "It's obviously not if you're crying about it…"
"The last time I was crying you said it was stupid."
"You were crying at a Disney movie!"
"People who don't cry at Disney movies are heartless!" she shot back and she felt him roll his eyes at her.
"We already know I'm heartless. Now. What's wrong? I promise I won't call you stupid, even if I think you're being stupid."
For a moment Ro was quiet as the tears crept up on her again.
"I… I'm all alone," she managed to gasp out, and the tears started to escape. "I don't have a home, I don't have a family… I'm… I'm alone."
"Hmmm…"
"My own father was going to sell me to the Army for grant money."
"He's not your real father though, is he?" Wo asked. "He's just my world's version." She shot him a glare but his face remained passive. Right so he didn't get it. "It was how he was justifying himself anyway."
"I've never been alone. I don't do well alone… I fell into a whole different world and my family still doesn't want me…"
"Your family didn't want you…" he echoed and then she shook his head. "Right, roll over, come on."
When she didn't roll her over right away, he forced her over.
"Okay. Listen to me. Your family clearly sucks. In all dimensions. And that's coming from a sociopath," he said and that won him a little bit of a smile from her. "Now, if you'd like to… I… I wouldn't mind you tagging along with me."
"Really?"
"Yes. Really. Not like I can leave you alone, can I? You just said it yourself, you don't do well alone. And lord knows, I know it. Getting into trouble everywhere you go. You can travel will me until you find somewhere else you'd rather stay."
"Really?"
"Yes, but if you ask me again, I'll rescind the offer."
Ro launched herself up, wrapping her arms around him. He had gotten so much better at accepting hugs in the short time he had known her.
The first time she had tried he had swatted her away. This time, though he flinched, he accepted that hug and held her close to him.
Who would have thought that the villain of one of her favourite TV shows was actually the nicest person ever? Seriously, she had not been expecting this. But now that it was happening she couldn't help the warm fuzzy feeling that wrapped itself around her when he was there.
She kind of felt the way she did when she was having an emotional moment with her brother. And here she was thinking that she'd never feel that way again.
In the morning she'd find out that there was a fire in the labs at U of T. Her father lost all his research, all his equipment, all the data and proof of her powers, in fact, everything about her. Gone.
Wo Fat would never admit he did it but she knew. She knew it was him.
And she loved Wo Fat a little bit more for it.