"Olive, Olive, slow down."

Michalea and Zeke felt themselves release from the vision as they heard Ben's voice answering the phone. They held hands tightly, not wanting to let go of the things they had seen.

How often do you see a calling and wish you could keep it in your mind forever? Maybe even just live in?

Never.

"What's going on?" Zeke asked, catching Ben's glance. It took him a moment to answer, as he was listening to the rest of what Olive had to say. Slipping his phone in his pocket, he shook his head. His eyes were wide, his expression dazed. "We have to leave… now."

Zeke grabbed Mick's hand, but she pulled away. "No I-"

She rang her fingers a few times, trying not to choke up. "I wanna stay until the police come."

Zeke raised his brow in confusion for a moment. "Mick, Ben sounded urgent."

She sighed, holding her hands close to her chest. "I know. But I want to see that..." She trailed off, not sure how to finish her sentence.

But he knew what was gonna come next.

She wanted to make sure Drea's body was taken properly.

He glanced over to that part of the room. She was still laying there, no breath in her lungs... no life in her body.

"I'll stay too."

Mick smiled at him, once again admiring his kindness. But she wanted to stay alone, as she needed some time alone to wrap her head around these 24 hours. Truthfully, she didn't even know how to process the last couple of months.

She had finally found a friend in Drea.

After losing Evie and Lourdes, she felt like the only friend she really had was her brother. He was good, he was kind. He always welcomed her with open arms, and she knew she could talk to him about almost anything... but at the same time, he wasn't what she needed. After all, you can't talk to your brother about sex.

She had also found Zeke, and she had to remind herself of that every once in a while. In the short time they had known each other, he quickly became her person, her comfort, her everything. Finally, after what felt like forever, she had that sense of community back.

But it was ripped from her in a matter of seconds.

After convincing Zeke to go, she was left alone to sit in the silence of the room.

Or what felt like silence.

The police arrived soon after. She knew she had answered their questions, but it all felt like a blur. She could barely remember speaking, or being face to face with them for that matter.

Se knelt over Drea's body one last time, holding back a sob as she stroked her forehead.

"I love you." She whispered.

"Take care of my mom for me?"

She felt the world move like everything was in slow motion. Her chest ached to the point where she wondered if her soul was leaving her body behind. She watched the paramedics take Drea's body away, unable to run after them.

Unable to bring her back to life for that matter.

She couldn't look away as they zipped her body up in those black bags, but she couldn't look either.

She turned her eyes away, and with a bite of her lip tears began to stream down her face.

You never think you're gonna watch your best friend get taken away in a body bag.

But that had happened to Michaela

Twice.

She went to turn her key into the lock of Ben and Grace's, only to find the door slightly ajar. She furrowed her brow, slowly pushing it open the rest of the way.

"Hello?"

A moment passed, but no reply was heard.

"Ben?"

"Come on!" Ben's sudden scream startled her, but in an instant she found herself flipping to fight mode, and dashing up the stairs.

She ran across the hall, peeking into each room until she saw Ben kneeling on the floor. What was beside him, was horrifying.

Grace limp body fighting for life, puddles and streaks of blood surrounding her.

"What happened?!" Mick yelled, running over to Zeke and kneeling beside him. She panicked, looking around the room for someone's reply. But instead she caught eyes with Olive. Her face was tear stained, her eyes were distraught. Hope faded out of her body with each breath as she begged Ben to keep her mother alive. "You have to be ok, please be ok!"

She turned to Grace, her eyes closed tightly and her breath growing shallow. Ben gestured for a scarf in the corner of the room, and Mick quickly handed it to him. "Did you call 911?"

"They're on their way." Zeke replied.

Mick pushed her hair back, not sure what to do. She clearly wasn't helping by just kneeling next to her. "And if they don't get here in the next five minutes, Grace is gonna bleed out." Ben spat, anger pulsating through his body.

Zeke sat down on his knees, sweat dripping down his face.

At one point Grace had stopped breathing and Ben panicked, so he had to step in and do CPR. It only took a few minutes to get her breathing again, but it was a close call.

How could this have happened? Who did this? Mick pondered.

Olive breathed out heavily, confirming what they had wondered to be true.

"Angelina." She whispered, wiping a tear from her face. Zeke and Mick glanced at her simultaneously, but Ben was occupied trying to put pressure on the wound.

"What does Angelina have to do with any of this?" Ben asked exasperatedly. He was panting so hard, you could barely understand his words. "I need another cloth!"

Zeke threw him a shirt that was folded on the bed, and Ben kept himself focused on stopping the bleeding.

Olive bit her lip, pacing back and forth while searching for an explanation. "It was Angelia who did this to mom."

The room stood still for a moment.

Angelina would never even hurt a fly, how could Olive think she hurt her mother like this? But still, Mick couldn't help but wonder.

Sometimes the villains in your life are the people you trust the most... and Mick knew that all too well.

Olive exhaled sharply, a realization hitting her. "She was obsessed with Eden. She thought she was her guardian angel or something."

Mick raised her brow. "Her guardian angel?"

Olive nodded, continuing to speak. "She was obsessed with our lives. She practically wanted to be me." Suddenly she gasped, running out of the room and coming back with a box of hair dye.

"I mean" -She said as she pointed to the box- "she even dyed her hair to be like mine."

"Ol-" Mick began.

"No. That's not it aunt Mick." She interjected. "She started wearing my clothes, and trying to get in the way of my relationship with Eden. She wanted to become a part of this family so bad until..."

"Until what Olive?" Zeke asked.

"Until I told her off... and mom kicked her out."

Horror flashed over everyone's faces. Olive was rarely wrong, and if she had a bad feeling about someone... she was right more often than not.

It was Angelina.

Ok, we have a new target Mick thought.

A new mission.

"So we have to save Grace, find Angelina, And-." Mick stopped, her brain going in a million different directions. A terrifying thought washed over her in her silence.

"Ben." She uttered suddenly, giving voice to the fear she felt. "Where's the baby?"

Olive's face fell, how could she have not noticed before? Ben didn't hesitate in what he was doing, like he was in another world. His concentration was laser sharp, and his sisters words went in one ear and out the other.

"Ben." Mick spoke again sharply, attempting to get his attention. He turned his face, The remnants of tear stains still bearing their marks on his face, like streak marks on a glass window. "Where's the baby?"

Ben's eyes went wide, realizing that he hasn't seen Eden since he got home. Guilt riddled his body... how could he have not realized that his baby girl was missing? "I don't- I don't-"

Mick got up from the floor, her hand going to her forehead. She walked back and forth, trying to figure out what to do... what to say.

Normally she would call Ben.

Normally she would call Drea.

But that wasn't an option anymore.

"So she's gone?" Olive asked, her voice beginning to break. "Eden is gone?" Panic rose in her voice as she spoke, a numbness rising in her body.

"We'll find her." Zeke stood up behind Mick, placing his hand onto Olive's shoulder. "We will find her, Olive. That's what we do."

Tears fell down her face once again as she let herself fall into Zeke's arms. "Oh, Ol." Mick whispered as she watched her collapse.

But her voice was drowned out by Olive's sobs. Her legs gave out from under her as she fell into hysterics. She didn't even feel her body slide down to the floor, nor did she feel Zeke follow suit. He kept his grip, coming to his knees and sitting beside her. He held her tightly, running his hand down her head in an attempt to comfort her. "Shh, it's ok." He whispered. "It's ok."

Suddenly, they heard a strange voice emerge from the doorway. "I think… I think I know where she is." The voice spoke through the chaos. Something familiar, yet daunting and unknown.

The boy walked into the room, his face firm, and his demeanor gentle.

Zeke locked eyes with him, trying to search his brain for where he had seen him before. Remnants of childhood, and laughs filled his mind. Fragments of memories rising like smoke, and playing before his eyes like a tape.

No. He thought.

It can't be.

"Cal?"


AS I WAS EDITING, I GOT THE NEWS THAT WE ARE RENEWED BABY! A FOURTH AND FINAL SEASON ON NETFLIX! Although it's the last, there will be 20 episodes, and we finally get our conclusion! I"M SO HAPPY!

Helloooo! It's been a hot minute since I updated, but I promise this fic isn't done. I've been like non-stop traveling, and things have been wild. Plus my computer decided to stop working so that was fun lol. But it's all good now! I'm not settled yet, as we still have some traveling/work to do, but I will (finally!) be all moved in next Friday!

So we caught up to cannon! Yay! The rest of the story will be my take on season 4 with the hunt for Angelina and Eden + Mick's pregnancy and Zeke's abilities. Also some new villains and passengers will be introduced as the story goes on. (oooooo) Also the anti Stone group still exists, but obviously it's not Eagan leading it since he was involved in other things. But that part still remains the same!

I have a lot of plans for this story, and I can't wait to share! I can't promise I'll have chapter 15 out next week, so it may be like 2 weeks... I'm sorry! lol. But I have plans to keep this going, and I love this fic too much to stop any time soon.

Anyways, let me know what thought about this chapter here or via my twitter!

Love you all, and HAPPY 828 DAY! I CAN'T BELIEVE WE DID IT!

-The Color Gray