A cough racked through Katrina's body. A sniffle here and there. A young purple gravity defying haired teen was practicing with his own capture scarf. The one who should be mentoring the young teen had to have a meeting with Vlad King about the upcoming joint training and this purple haired teen's assessment. The twins clapped their hands and played with their toys on the blanket sitting on the grass. Eri was trying to play with Julieanne with a play tea set. Unfortunately, Julieanne threw her tea cup near Shinso with a happy squeal. Grey eyes followed the teen's scarf to grab an apple on a stump. A cough racked through Katrina's body once more before she spoke, "You have to become one with the scarf, Shinso-san."

Shinso paused his training to look at the U.A.'s mom. Shinso stood up straight and asked, "Are you alright, Miss Katrina?"

Katrina coughed into her arm waving at him. Her head bobbed up and down to give him the ' Yeah I'm alright.' Shinso's purple eyes studied the auburn haired woman. His eyes flickered down to the three children. He could see the worry developing into Eri's eyes. Katrina cleared her throat. She sounded breathless, "Try again, Shinso-san. Imagine the apple being wrapped around by the scarf. You were able to do this many times with Mr. Aizawa."

Shinso flicked his attention back to the apple. As the scarf was about to wrap itself around the delicious red apple, a cry came from his left. Immediately the scarf went back to its original position and he ran over. Eri was gripping tightly onto Katrina's sweater. Tears were welling up. The twins were crawling towards their mother. Shinso quickly went to Katrina's side. He noticed she was breathing heavily in short bursts. Her face was lightly flushed. He placed his hand to her forehead. Shinso's lips went into a grim line. The unfortunate thing about this situation was Shinso's mentor and mentor's wife thought it be wise for him to train off grounds into the couple's old home's backyard. He turned to Eri, "Eri-chan, can you do me a big favor?"

The white haired child looked away from the woman to the purple haired teen. She sniffled, "Is... I-is she going to be okay?"

Shinso searched his head for a response. He answered, "She needs to rest inside. I'll give a call to Mr. Aizawa once we move inside the house, okay?"

Eri nodded while wiping her nose on her sweater sleeve. The twins were calling for their mother, "Mama... Mama..."

Shinso turned to the twins then to Eri, "Can you watch the twins for me, Eri-chan?"

Eri hiccuped, "Yeah, Shin-nii."

The white haired girl tried to pick up one baby at a time away from their mother. Shinso moved to pick up the mumbling woman. He mentally noted he would have to keep working on his muscles to not be so shaky if he were in need to pick someone up from a scene. Shinso headed inside to place the woman on the couch. After he sees her not moving an inch off the couch, he went back outside. Shinso picked up both of the infants. Eri trailed behind with her hand gripping onto the teen's shirt. Shinso placed the two infants into their play pen. He placed a comforting hand onto the white haired girl's head, "Keep an eye on Miss Katrina. Make sure she doesn't get up. I'll bring a bowl of water and a cloth to put on her head."

Eri's red eyes stared at the fully flushed woman on the couch. She released Shinso's shirt and gave a hard nod. She will help in any way she can. Shinso headed into the kitchen to pull out a bowl and filled it with water. Down the hall, if he recalled, on the left was the hall way closet. With one hand he opened it and pulled out a small cloth. Back in the living room, he placed the bowl and cloth on the coffee table. He knelt down to Eri's height. He jogged his memory to see what the sick woman taught him. Shinso dunk the cloth into the water then ringed it out for excess water, "Now I want you to do this when the cloth feels dry or not the temperature it is right now. Do you think you can do that?"

For a brief moment, Shinso glanced towards the twins. Both twins were on their unstable thick legs. Tiny hands gripping onto their play pen's bars. Each set of eyes were watching their mother and new addition. Eri took the cloth and sat up on her knees. She dabbed the cloth on Katrina's face. Once Shinso felt satisfied about Eri's work, he went to the twins. Julieanne's hair was into two tiny top of head pony tails. Youta's hair was combed to the side. Shinso placed his hands ontop of each twin's head. Both looked up to him. Shinso gave their heads a light rub, "Your mother will be alright. I'll call your father."

Julieanne's grey eyes broke away from Shinso to look at her mother. Julieanne raised her hands up in the air to be picked up, "Up!"

Shinso saw the infant stood for a couple seconds before falling onto her diapered butt. Her hands, however, were still in up position. Shinso's lips went into a firm line, "I cannot right now. I have to call your father, Julieanne."

Julieanne pumped her legs forward to scoot her bottom closer to the play pen's bars. Julieanne's tiny lips pressed against each other as she stared intently at the purple haired teen. Shinso held up a finger towards the infant, "Stay there, Julieanne."

Shinso quickly went to the kitchen where a home phone is on the charger. He saw a little directory taped to the phone's charging station. He raised an eyebrow as he read the names and numbers.

Shou's extension ... 0459.

In case of memory loss... 55- 5555- 0459.

Shinso let out a dragged out sigh. He will not question his teacher and teacher's wife. Only thing he could think of was she was hit with a memory loss quirk years prior temporarily. Shinso quickly dialed the number and waited by the dial tone.

The purple haired teen nearly gave up as the dial tone kept ringing and ringing but on the near to last ring, he heard his mentor's voice.

"Hello?"

Shinso rubbed his neck as he spoke into the receiver, "Mr. Aizawa. Miss Katrina has fallen ill. She is running a high fever, has been coughing and sounded like her nose is stuffed."

Shinso heard his teacher move his phone and talked to another person, his guess was Vlad King, from a distance. Few moments later, Aizawa was on the phone, "Alright. I'll be there. Give me a few."

The two bid their goodbyes. Shinso placed the phone back onto the charging dock. He headed back over to the adult laying on the couch. Eri glanced up at him, "Is Mr. Aizawa coming?"

Shinso nodded, "He will be here soon."

Eri didn't say anything while she continued to dab the sweat off of Katrina. Shinso glanced over at the two infants and noticed Julieanne still didn't put her hands down. Occasionally she would wiggle her hands to get his attention but Shinso didn't pick up the child. At least not till the other adult of this little family comes.

Shouta placed the back of his hand on his wife's forehead. His lips went into a firm line. His dark eyes tore from his wife to the children in the room. They finally landed onto Shinso. If Katrina is sick, he wouldn't want to risk the twins and Eri to whatever Katrina has. Vlad King and him are going to be proctoring the training session. Any teacher is welcome to watch the two classes' training session. Thirteen was called away to a small rescue in North Japan. The only thing he could think of is taking the three with him to the proctored exam. Hizashi has been M.I.A. ever since he started seeing that one woman. A huff came from the play pen. Shouta turned to his daughter who still had her arms in the air to be picked up. She huffed again, "Up."

Shinso rubbed the back of his neck, "She started to do that when I put her in there."

Shouta moved towards his daughter. He knelt in front of her. Her grey eyes met his dark ones. For an infant, he could see the determination in her. Julieanne wiggled her hands in the air, "Up. Mama."

Youta turned his head to his sister. He stayed quiet this whole time. Shouta reached into the play pen and picked up his daughter. He wonders what their daughter want with his wife. He knew he should keep the children away from her to prevent more people becoming sick but he learned the hard way Julieanne wouldn't give up. Shinso placed a hand ontop of Eri's head. Eri fiddled with her fingers beside him. Shouta stood Julieanne next to the couch. Julieanne reached with her short chubby arms to touch her mother. Shouta raised his eyebrows as he watched his daughter try to mimic his wife with her quirk. The sound of wheezing started to disappear. Shouta's eyes widened and immediately picked up Julieanne. The baby girl was smiling and clapping her hands together. A light groan escaped from the other adult's mouth, "Mmm, wha-?"

Shouta's brows knitted together and immediately he checked on his daughter for any signs. He asked the infant who cannot form sentences or more than a few words, "Did you just heal your mother?"

A happy squeal came from Julieanne's lips. Shinso asked, "Can people develop their quirks earlier than four?"

Shouta studied his daughter, "Not everyone but it is still a possibility. It seems to be so far... Julieanne has one more thing than what Katrina has..."

Shinso finished his mentor's thought, "To heal sicknesses."

Katrina felt groggy, "Shou? Is that you?"

Shouta turned to his wife and moved a sweat slicked hair out of her face. His voice came out quiet, "You didn't take it easy again."

Katrina swallowed. Her throat felt dry and rough. She answered, "Being a mother is never easy."

Shouta turned the clapping little infant towards his wife. Katrina blinked at the suddeness of seeing her daughter in her face, "Wha-?"

Shouta's monotone voice answered, "Julieanne healed you."

In an instant, Katrina sat up in surprise. Immediately Katrina regretted it as a wave of dizziness washed over her. She held her head and groaned, "What? What do you mean she healed me?"

Shouta gave his wife a look. Katrina noticed it and nearly rolled her eyes but stopped as the dizziness was still around. Katrina mumbled, "That shouldn't be possible."

Shouta lightly pushed his wife back to the couch, "You and I both know it is possible before the age of four. Now I want you to rest for the rest of the week to make sure you're fully recovered. We should head back to the school and I'll take care of the children and finish up training Shinso."

Katrina placed an arm over her eyes and groaned, "I'm sorry Shinso-san."

Shinso piped up, "I want you to get better, Miss Katrina."

Shouta stood up picked up Youta who quietly held up his hands, "Don't worry, Shinso. Let's head back to the school."

The dark haired adult turned to his wife. She didn't have to hear his order as she answered, "I'll stay here till you come back."