AN: Thanks for the interest and reviews everyone!

From her vantage point in the kitchen, Inko watched as the Urarakas left the room for the privacy of her office. Once she heard the door close, she turned toward her children. "Izu, Himi, can you come here?"

"Coming!" they both called before joining her.

Inko looked at the door again, making sure it was shut before she looked at her daughter. "Himi, I know that whole thing was very public, but now that it's just the three of us, is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"I think I'm going to need a few more therapy sessions," Himiko confessed, biting her lip before turning toward Izuku with a questioning gaze.

"Don't worry. The therapist we've been going to actually knows about us traveling back in time," Izuku admitted, wincing when he saw his sister's questioning gaze shift into a glare suddenly. "They are known for their discretion due to working with heroes and handling cases with strange quirks. Your case may be unique, but they'll at least understand what is going on."

"No wonder Nezu recommended them," Inko realized. "And Ochako has been seeing the same therapist for the same reason."

"Y-yeah." Izuku looked at the floor. "It was - for the first few months it was really hard for us. Being so close to death. Knowing that if it wasn't for what happened-"

He felt his sister's arms wrap around his back as she pressed her head against his shoulder. "Everyone was worried about me. Nobody was worried about how you've been feeling, huh?"

"I, well, Ocha and I had each other." Izuku placed his hand on Himiko's. "I'm not sure what I would have done if I was alone, to be honest." He forced a smile to his face. "But we're both in a better spot now! In many ways, we're both in a better spot than we were before everything happened. Even if… even if tonight is rough."

"I'm glad you had her." Inko smiled. "And now you have us as well."

"Thanks." Izuku extracted himself from his sister and looked at his mom. "How are you taking it?"

Inko looked at the door to the office again, breathing out a sigh before meeting her son's eyes. "I think I'm taking it better than Miu and Katashi. I guess I should thank Toshinori for that when we talk again."

"Are you going to help them?"

"Of course!" Inko insisted. "I think all of us need some time to process this, and someone to talk to. Who better than each other?"

"I'm… I'm sorry."

"Honey, it's not your fault," Inko reassured him. "If anything, I'm upset you didn't come to us earlier."

"But-"

"No buts," Inko cut in. "Izu, with everything that's happened since you- well since you got all of your memories from the future. What made you think I wouldn't do everything I could to help and support you?"

"Nothing."

"Exactly. I know you said that I would be in danger, but we've had heroes - we've had All Might - visiting the house for months to check on us because of Himi."

"You're right," Izuku accepted. "But we were scared." He eased himself out of his sister's grasp and turned around to look at Himiko. "We didn't want to tell you until… well until you were in a better place. We knew that if we told you about us, then we'd have to reveal what happened."

Himiko's face darkened as she looked away from Izuku. "That makes sense, but it still hurts, Izu."

"I know. We just… we were scared." Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat. "We didn't want to lose our Himi, to see you regress back to Toga."

Himiko looked at Izuku, biting her lip, before nodding. "I- I saw myself stab you when I was on the couch. Instead of Saito." She saw Izuku pale slightly. "If mom wasn't here I-" She groaned as she stepped back and pressed her hands to the side of her head, unable to find the right words. "I just -"

"Himi, it's ok." Inko touched her gently on the shoulder.

"We always intended to tell you. We just... didn't know the right time. It was always easier to tell ourselves that the next milestone would be better, but I guess today we ran out of excuses." He turned away from Himiko. "You can be mad at me for waiting this long. But I don't regret it because it's my sister Himi that's mad at me."

Himiko found herself tearing up as she punched Izuku in the shoulder. "You jerk. I want to be mad at you! And then you go and say something like that!"

"You know how Izu is," Inko said gently.

"I know!" Himiko huffed as she crossed her arms. "I hate it!"

As Himiko sulked, the tea kettle went off, and Inko stepped away from her children to tend to it. Emptying the teapot, she changed the tea leaves and poured the hot water into the pot. While she did this, Izuku faced his sister again.

"I… guess this is our first official fight as siblings, huh?"

"Yeah, I'm still mad though." The corner of Himiko's lip tucked upward. "But I'm sure I'll get over it."

Ochako and her parents returned to the living room to see Inko putting a fresh pot of tea on the table, while Himiko and Izuku hugged before walking back to the couch. As everyone sat down, Ochako poured some tea for herself and Izuku. As she let the smell of chamomile fill her nose she found herself thankful for how attentive Inko was, and once she was done, she took a sip of tea to calm herself.

Even though the worst was hopefully past, they still had a lot to talk about.

Her dad obviously thought the same thing. Once he saw that everyone was settled, he turned toward his daughter. "I didn't want to ask this in private, but why don't your stories line up?" He nodded in Izuku's direction. "He said you were killed by a wave of destruction from a quirk. But then you said he was-" He paused and looked at Himiko.

"It's ok," Himiko said, leaning into her mother. "Toga wasn't me."

"-you said Izuku was stabbed to death before you were stabbed. How could both things happen?"

"It's because they both happened." Ochako gazed fondly at Izuku. "Izu- he isn't the same Izuku that I knew when we attended UA. That's why, when I explained what happened, I referred to that Izuku as Analyst. And why he calls the Ochako that he knew Uravity. It helps us differentiate the versions of ourselves from the ones we knew in our old lives."

"We don't know what happened," Izuku admitted. "The current theory is it has something to do with the nature of the quirk that was used. Due to the proximity of our deaths, when the quirk was used we became 'linked' somehow, and instead of being sent back separately, we were thrown into a new timeline. This one."

"Like some sort of fated destiny thing?" Himiko asked, a hint of light coming back to her eyes.

Izuku laughed nervously as he rubbed the back of his head. "Yes Himi, if it helps thinking of it like one of your anime, you could call it fate or destiny that caused this to happen." Both of them couldn't help but notice their mothers looking at each other, matching worry prevalent in their eyes.

"So if you were from two different timelines, how did you, well, know?" Katashi asked in an attempt to save the pair from whatever their mothers were plotting.

Izuku and Ochako looked at each, silently deliberating how they wanted to explain what they saw. It only took a moment, before they faced their families again, and Izuku took a breath. "After I was hit by the quirk, I found myself floating in this void of emptiness like I was floating in space. When I opened my eyes, I saw Ocha there." He gave the girl a warm smile.

"And I saw Izu."

"We didn't know what to expect, and we only had seconds to talk. That was enough time though, and we agreed that we would face… whatever came next together." He gently slipped his hand into Ochako's. "The next thing we knew, we both found ourselves falling backward through the nothingness."

"And I woke up from what I thought was the weirdest dream to my phone ringing."

"I'm just glad I memorized Ocha's number," Izuku shyly admitted. "And that the number was still the same. It would have been a lot harder if I had to call Uraraka Construction."

"Ain't that the truth!" Katashi exclaimed. "Hearing some random boy calling asking about our little 'Chako? I would have probably laughed in your face and hung up on you."

"That's sweet that you remembered Ocha's number like that," Miu said. "Most kids nowadays just save numbers on their phones."

"When I saw the number I freaked out a little bit," Ochako giggled. "But only because I remembered that I had Izu's number saved. When we started talking I-" She paused. "Neither of us was sure if what happened to us was real, you know? Did we just get hit by some strange quirk or did we just have a vivid dream that we couldn't shake? So we agreed to meet up."

"So I hopped on a train to Nabari and met Ocha." Izuku smiled at the girl, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "And well… the moment we saw each other, we knew it was true. All of it."

"The next day, Izu went to UA to explain our situation to them. And well, you know the rest."

"Yeah, we do," Katashi said.

"So many things make more sense now," Inko remarked. "Toshinori assured me that a lot of this-" She waved her hands to encompass everyone "-came with being a hero, but that never was the whole story."

"How many people know?" Miu asked.

"Most of the teachers at UA," Ochako answered. "At least the heroes. Since we were going to be spending a lot of time at UA doing our training. Our therapist as well."

"Ryukyu and All Might know," Izuku added. "Plus Detective Tsaukuchi and Sir Nighteye. Himi also guessed correctly that the Shields knew as well."

"That's not a lot of people."

"No, it isn't. It's comparable to the number who know- knew about All Might's injury."

"Can we talk to them? If we need to?"

"Yes." Izuku looked at his mom. "I'm pretty sure All Might will insist on it, knowing him."

"That does sound like Toshinori," Inko agreed. "Nemuri probably will too, the next time she's over."

"The next time Nemuri is over I'd like to join you, if that's ok," Miu told Inko.

"Of course! I'll have to talk to her and arrange an evening."

"What about our friends?" Himiko asked.

Izuku and Ochako glanced and then at Himiko. "We were planning on telling Jiro and Shizu at some point. Sunako- it would be better if he doesn't know."

"I see." Himiko looked at them thoughtfully, an unspoken question lingering in the air. Izuku wasn't looking forward to her cornering him after the Urarakas left.

"Do you two plan to have any more adventures like you had this morning?" Inko asked.

"I don't think they'll let us," Izuku responded. "Today was a… special case."

"Because of Eri?"

Izuku nodded. "She- she didn't deserve what they were doing to her. It's hard leaving so many things to the heroes after the year we had, but we try."

"Eri was different," Ochako continued. "If anything happened with her that we could have helped with-"

"You two would never forgive yourselves," Katashi finished. "Because that's just who you two are.

"Yeah," Ochako said softly.

"And now that Eri is safe?"

"We have things we still want to do, but we promise they'll be safer!" Izuku insisted.

"You'll tell us about them, right?" Miu asked pointedly.

"If they don't, they'll need to answer to me," Himiko said as she shifted, pulling away from Inko to glare at the pair.

"Y-yeah." Izuku swallowed the lump forming in his throat. "I promise we were only hiding it because we didn't want to explain… all of this." He laughed nervously.

"But now that we know, you don't have any reason for the secrecy." Miu glared at her daughter.

"No, I guess not," Ochako agreed.

"Please promise us that you're not going to do this more often now that you aren't having to be so secretive about this," Katashi said.

"We promise." Izuku tried to reassure them. "This is only the third time we've done something like this, actually! Nezu and All Might are both against us changing too many things too quickly."

"It was just the most dangerous thing we've done."

"Yeah," Izuku whispered.

"I was the first change you made?" Himiko asked curiously.

"Besides the Urarakas moving to Mustafu? Yes."

Himiko stared at the pair as she tried to process the information. "That night when you found me. Why did you wait that long? With what you're saying, why didn't you try and find me before…"

"We tried," Izuku explained. "But even Nezu's resources aren't infinite. Between your parents registering your quirk as a minor cat mutation and your grades…"

"Oh."

"It's just more reasons why the Togas didn't deserve you," Inko comforted her daughter. "If they didn't try so hard to turn you into - that…"

"It's ok." Himiko forced herself to smile at Izuku. "If I didn't attack Izu- none of this may have happened. So maybe - maybe it was for the best." She let out a shaky breath. "Thank you. For trying."

After answering a few more questions, their parents all stepped into the office to talk privately among themselves, leaving the three teenagers alone in the living room.

"Izu, can I talk to Ocha alone?" Himiko asked suddenly, catching both off guard.

Izuku took one look at Ochako to check if it was ok. Ochako gave him a discreet nod and that was all he needed before answering his sister, "Sure. I'll be in my room."

The two girls watched Izuku slip down the hallway and into his room, closing the door behind him. Himiko began to speak, "Ocha-"

"Himi. I don't blame you," Ochako interrupted. "You can be mad at me."

"I'm not mad. Just-" Himiko found herself at a loss for words. "Tell me about her."

"Toga?" Ochako asked in surprise.

Himiko simply nodded.

Buying herself time, Ochako poured herself a second cup of tea and sat down on the couch. She took a long sip, old memories flitting through her mind like polaroid photographs. None of the memories she remembered she wanted to share at the moment, so she settled for a short truth. "Himiko Toga was a serial killer, end of story."

Himiko visibly paled. "And she was obsessed with you and Izu?"

Ochako nodded, focusing more on her tea than the older girl sitting in front of her. "She- we first met at summer camp when our camp was attacked by the villains she had joined with. She-" Ochako's fingers gripped the cup tighter, nearly floating the cup. "-she ambushed Izu and my best friend as we participated in a camp game. She pinned my best friend to a tree by her hair." A visible frown appeared on Himiko's face. "And when Izu tried to fight her, she cut him up really badly."

"Where were you?"

"Fighting a much stronger enemy," Ochako replied. "One who would have killed almost any of our classmates if I let him escape. If I didn't have One For All…"

"What happened next?"

"When I finally found them, she had Izu pinned to the ground and was confessing her love for him. Saying it was 'love at first sight.'" She noted with some satisfaction the horrified look on Himiko's face. "I may have gotten a little jealous and hit her with a tree while she wasn't paying attention."

That caused Himiko to laugh. "I bet that hurt!"

"It did. She said I was jealous because she confessed to Analyst first and declared that we were now 'love rivals' before she ran off."

"What happened then?"

"Over the next nine months, I encountered her about a dozen times. At first, she was angry with me, saying I was selfishly keeping Analyst from her. But then after five months, around December of that year, something changed. She tried to-" Ochako felt a blush spread across her cheeks.

"Tried to what?"

Ochako turned away, unable to look Himiko in the face. "She tried to confess to me, saying that she realized that she loved me too and that we could- the three of us could be together, instead of fighting over Analyst."

"Eww!" Himiko felt her own blush grow. "You two- I don't want to get between that!"

Ochako drank more tea than was necessary as both girls tried their best to compose themselves. "Not to mention that her version of love involved stabbing the two of us." Her eyebrows knitted together, a sad expression forming on her face. "She- thought that by drinking our blood and looking like us, she would grow closer to us. So she kept seeking us two out."

"And then-"

"Yep!" Ochako said a little too loudly.

"No wonder you were worried about… me." Ochako took another sip of the tea to refrain from answering. Himiko continued, "You and Izu are so strong."

"You're strong too," Ochako pointed out.

"Really?"

"Mhm." Ochako nodded. "Look at tonight. The fact that you're able to listen to me talk and not break down- I don't know if I could do it if I found out how close I was to becoming something terrible."

"I've got my family to thank for that." Himiko had a warm smile on her face as she looked at the wall of photographs.

"I was serious. If there's anything I can do to help you…"

"I can think of two things," Himiko said, turning toward Ochako. "I know I'm so far behind you and Izu with this whole hero thing. As much as I love Izu, he's so boring when he tries to teach me stuff! Can you-" Himiko bit her lip, feeling awkward as she forced the words out. "Can you help me learn to be a hero?"

Ochako was taken aback by the request. It took her a moment, but she gave the girl a warm smile. "Of course. I'm sure Jiro and Shizu can help too!"

"Yep! But you've got more experience than both of them combined! So learning from you is the best!"

"I guess that's true…" Ochako conceded. "And what's the second thing?"

Himiko grabbed a strand of her hair and held it up. "If I'm a Midoriya now, I should have green hair, don't you think?"

"Huh?"

Himiko giggled and pointed to the wall of photos. "Oh come on! You've never thought about it? Izu and mom both have green hair, and their last name is Midoriya?"

"I guess I haven't," Ochako admitted.

"Well, I have. And now that I'm officially a Midoriya, I need green hair too! Which means I want you to help me pick out a shade that suits me!"

"I guess I can do that." Ochako laughed with relief. "I thought you were going to ask for something serious."

"Hey! This is deadly serious!" Himiko protested.

"Sure Himi, whatever you say."

AN: After the nurse checked on Eri for one last time, Emi tucked her into bed.

"You've had a long day kiddo, time to get some rest."

"Yeah. You promise nothing's gonna happen tonight?"

"Yep!" Emi gave a thumbs up. "I'm gonna go home for a bit, but I'll be back later tonight. Shota is gonna stay right here with you and make sure that nothing happens!"

Eri looked and saw the hero standing at the foot of the bed. "She's right. I'm not going to let anything happen to you while she's gone."

"You promise? "

"Of course," Aizawa said automatically. "We'll protect you from now on."

Eri felt the pool of warmth in her stomach again at the hero's words. Looking at the table, she saw the stuffed animals that she received earlier and pointed to the tan cat. "Can I sleep with that one?"

"Of course!" Emi grabbed the animal off the table and offered it to the little girl, who carefully took it and wrapped her arms around it. "Do you want another one?"

Eri shook her head. "No, big sis is enough for now."

"If you want another one, just let me know ok?" Aizawa said softly.

"Ok!"

"Goodnight, kiddo," Emi said as leaned over and squeezed Eri's hand.

"Goodnight!"

Eri watched as the hero left, before she inched her way further under the covers, the stuffed animal pressed against her chest. Closing her eyes, she squeezed the animal tightly to her chest and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.