"You're sure that's what the letter said?" asked Johnny. Ben had just told them and couldn't believe a word of it.
"Yea. Here read it for yourself." Ben handed him Jess's letter. He could tell by everyone's faces that they were in shock.
"Hey still talking about me?" Jess came out trying to look happy but ultimately failing. She saw all of their looks and said, "I know. I hate it as much as you do. But I can't help it. You know what's worse?" She was about to tell them about the email she had just gotten but decided against it for some reason.
"What's worse?" Sue asked.
"Uh... never mind. Forget it."
"Ok, whatever you say."
"So, what are you going to do now?" asked Reed.
"Stay here if it's ok. This is the happiest I've been, and I won't let some stupid background check ruin it."
"That's the fighter we know and love," Ben said with a smile. "Just remember, if you need anything, talk to one of us or all of us, ok? Don't hold it in like that."
"I will, don't worry." She thanked everyone and decided to get something to drink. She walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge with her powers, grabbed the juice and a glass, poured it, put it away and sat down, the whole time trying to hod back tears. Tears that she was a Von Doom. Tears that she had been contacted by Victor. Tears that she was keeping a secret from all of them. It would be hard, but she could manage.
AN: Sorry it's kinda short, but I'll try to make the others longer.