It's been ages I know.

I can only say sorry for making you wait, I know that's not making things better though. I was occupied with a few other things, mostly with the fact I moved - which wasn't planned or not so soon at least. Found a place of my own (I've been living with my parents until a few months ago) sooner than I thought and sadly not everything is working as it should. There's still much to do and instead of using my free time to write I'm stuck with playing games.

Since I'm going to be on vacation next week, I planned to take everything I need to write with me so this story will get more frequent updates than it is now.

Thank you to everyone who follows/likes/reviews. It means a lot to me! :)

This chapter is rather short - another reason I want to work on the next one really soon and fast. Hope you'll enjoy it though.

Besides the fact that Yana didn't sleep well, the rest of the day turned out pretty good so far. The call with her best friend, some cuddling time with Brownie and now she was on her way to the nearest supermarket to do some grocery shopping. She didn't necessarily liked that but it was something she had to do since no one else would do it for her. And so while she was at it she took a little detour to get herself a cappuccino as a bonus.

Taking a small sip she wondered if Delsin had been messing with the D.U.P.'s main communication center already. If she was honest with herself she was curious what he wanted to do exactly, especially since she herself had no idea where it was located and what it looked like. Of course, knowing the D.U.P. she would hear something about it on the news later this day. But a small part of her wanted to know about it right now. Taking down the communication center would very probably give a lot of people more peace. It wouldn't be the end of the D.U.P. for sure but it was one step in the right direction. Yana hoped Delsin would manage to accomplish his goals. He seemed so sure he could take on the D.U.P. and Augustine by himself or almost by himself since he needed more powers for that.

But at least he was trying to do something. Not a lot of people dared to question the D.U.P. in general let alone fight it. The few protestors who dared to open express their opinion were silenced fast. Maybe that would change now too. If Delsin wouldn't be a Conduit Yana would think he was crazy to risk his life not only for his family but also for strangers. Since he was a Conduit his chances in succeeding were better for sure even though it was still a crazy thing to do.

While thinking being lost in her thoughts Yana suddenly had a déjà vu.

One step forward and around the corner. It was then when someone appeared in front of her and she collided with the unknown person. Her cup, just like the day before when she bumped into Reggie, fell to the ground. Some parts of the warm liquid inside the cup also found it's way onto Yana's white blouse during the collision leaving dark stains on the fabric. Cursing every god there was Yana turned her blue eyes to look at the culprit and almost shouted at him when she saw a familiar face.

"What's with you and your brother bumping into me and being the reason I'm cappuccino-less?!"

Scratching his head, an embarrassed look on his face as he looked at what had happened, Delsin couldn't help but to feel bad. He had wanted to see Yana but not like this. After his trip to the Space Needle he was just so unbelievable happy that he wanted to share it with someone other than Reggie who – let's be honest here – didn't appreciate Delsin's actions to the same extent as the Conduit himself. But Yana maybe would. At least that was what he had hoped a few minutes before.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..", he pointed towards the cappuccino stains on Yana's clothes. "You know.. I invite to a new one to make up for.. your loss. Right now if you like to."

"If you haven't noticed: I'm wearing a blouse covered with cappuccino which means I should go home and change into something else. And you want me to follow you around looking like this? Besides, I originally planned to do some grocery shopping before you showed up", under different circumstances Yana would've said 'yes' right away. Not only because of the free drink but also because she was curious what Delsin did during the last few hours. It would've been the perfect opportunity to find out. "It seems bad luck is following me since I met you and your brother."

"That's been yesterday."

"Yesterday's enough to notice that", she started rummaging through her bag for some tissues to wipe away the stains. It didn't help, in fact it seemed to make things worse. She needed to get home in order to change into something else and to soak the blouse in some water.

"Wait", Delsin took off his vest, then his hoodie and handed it to Yana. "Wear this."

If you'd asked someone from the tribe almost everyone would have said Delsin and his hoodie were like Siamese twins. They belonged together, just like him and his beanie, and he only took the hoodie off when he slept. Though during the cold winter months... Giving this particular piece of clothing to someone else? Even if it only was for a short moment? This was kind of a premiere no one of the other tribe members would witness.

"Excuse me?", instead of giving Yana an answer Delsin pushed the hoodie into her hands mumbling something like 'Just take it' before he put on his vest again. Wearing only the red shirt and the vest above it he looked different from what Yana had seen before. It felt odd. Delsin didn't look too comfortable missing one layer of clothing either. Yana couldn't help but to look at him. Seeing him like this would be the only time she guessed and she enjoyed taking in 'the view'.

Noticing Yana staring at him Delsin grinned. "What? Can't get enough of my good looks?", his grin became wider.

She shook her head. "No, it's just.. you look different. It's hard to describe I guess", she stated, her eyes turning back to the hoodie. She took another moment before she finally put it on. It was still warm and way too big for her. Like she had bought it three sizes bigger than she needed it to be. She was fighting to pull the sleeves up far enough so that at least her hands would be 'free'.

Delsin followed every little movement Yana made with his eyes. Almost like a lion did with his prey.

Seeing the young woman wear some of his clothing made his stomach flutter with something he couldn't describe. The hoodie fit her – well, not like the size of it but the way she looked a little bit lost while wearing it was kind of cute. Trying to sort his thoughts before Yana would catch him staring at her he decided to focus on something different. To be exact: on the fact she needed to get some shopping done.

"Well.. since I owe you a cappuccino and you were on your way to the next supermarket I say: why don't we go shopping now. I'll help you and on our way home we stop by wherever you like to go so I can make amends. Sounds like a plan right?"

It did.

And suddenly it didn't even matter anymore that the blouse was sticking to Yana's skin because of the stains. While Delsin turned around to continue walking down the street in the same direction Yana was walking before, she herself kept waiting for another moment. Burying her nose in the hoodie a smile came to her lips. Taking in the scent she noticed the fabric smelled like smoke and pine trees. To her it was a reassuring scent and she couldn't recall the last time since the city lock down she felt so at ease.

~ooo~

"You really climbed up the Space Needle?"

Both, Yana and Delsin, carried one shopping bag each while they were on their way to the Latte Owl Yana usually went to. The Conduit had offered to carry both bags but Yana declined. She wasn't that weak, though she knew Delsin was just being nice and she appreciated that fact.

"How else was I supposed to get all that stuff down?"

"Guess I have to wait for the news to see that."

"You're really interested in that huh?"

She gave him a nod. "Yeah. Mostly in the reactions of the D.U.P.'s. I can only imagine what their faces looked like."

"Probably like that", Delsin made an exaggerated face to show his surprise. "Oh my god, an evil Bio-Terrorist climbed up the Space Needle and sprayed a new picture on our flag."

"You did what?"

"Set a sign. I'll show you on occasion."

"Show me? You want to.. shoot me up the Space Needle like a canon ball?"

"Mhm", he gave it a short thought. "Would be an option but I want to treat you to a drink right? So this might not be the best idea."

"You could try that afterwards."

"You think I'd do that?"

"Well", she turned to Delsin, a grin plastered on her face. "You're an evil Bio-Terrorist after all."

Both of them laughed. Not only when Yana made the comment but also in general while they were on their way to the Latte Owl. It felt like they had known each other for longer than just yesterday, it felt kind of familiar to be together. In some ways Delsin reminded Yana of her best friends brothers. Maybe that was the reason both of them got along so well. To be honest; whatever it was Yana was glad about it. Turning her attention back to where she walked she noticed quiet a few people whispering when they spotted Delsin. Besides the usual words like 'freak', 'Bio-Terrorist' or 'Conduit' she could swear she heard 'Banner Man' every once in a while. Since she assumed Delsin knew what it meant, she asked him but didn't get an answer to that. Only that he wasn't fond of the name and that people should come up with something better.

But Yana continued asking. She was way too curious about the name and even after they arrived at the café and ordered their drinks she didn't stop. Not until Delsin told her the story behind it. It was clear he felt uncomfortable and Yana felt a little bad she made him talk about it. She had to laugh about it though.

"Maybe you should have sprayed your name on the flag."

"That wouldn't be cool."

"It's about coolness now, I see", she gave Joe a small thankful nod as he placed two cups on the table. She could see he knew who Delsin was just by the look on his face. The news about what happened at the Space Needle seemed to travel fast. The D.U.P. probably had a picture of Delsin as well. She was sure they hoped people would call them as soon as they spotted Delsin and report where he was at. Which made Yana wonder why no one had showed up so far. Either not everyone in the cafe right now recognized Delsin or they didn't care. She hoped is was the later. Pushing the thought aside – she decided to talk to Joe later because he looked like he needed some answers – she turned back to Delsin. "So.. now that you got the D.U.P.'s attention what's yours and Reggie's plan?"

"Well", he turned the cup in his hands. "Reggie is at the S.P.D. right now trying to get some information about the other two Conduits. There are some clues about this.. Fetch or whatever you call her. We just need to find out where exactly she is, then I'll talk to her, take her powers."

"Do you think it's that easy?", Yana doubted that but Delsin just smiled as he leaned back in his chair saying something along the lines of 'How could anyone say no to my charms?'. Delsin sure had a lot of confidence but Yana doubted that would actually help him when he finally met Fetch.

~ooo~

"We have footage of the Bio-Terrorist who is responsible for the attack at the Space Needle", one of the men in the large room full of desks and screens on the walls, showing various places all around Seattle, started to play a video on the biggest of the screens. "The recording was made about half an hour afterwards. We don't know where he was before all that, he just.. appeared."

Augustine's eyes were fixated on the screen which was showing a street in a rather quiet neighborhood. A few people walked down the street, a young woman took a sip from a paper cup as suddenly, on the left part of the screen, a cloud of smoke appeared to reveal the Bio-Terrorist responsible for the latest mayhem. He kept still for a moment, turned to look around the corner of where he stood, took what looked like a deep breath and started walking right before the woman made it to the same corner he was at.

They bumped into each other and Augustine could see the woman wasn't pleased with the man's behavior. But what happened then was something she didn't understand. Instead of just passing by they began to talk resulting in the Bio-Terrorist handing her his hoodie which she took with some hesitation. There seemed to be a little more talking before they finally continued their way together.

Did they know each other?

"Is there another recording? One with an angle to see the woman's face?"

"Yes, one second", the man started typing something on the keyboard in front of him pretty fast. The video started again, this time it was possible to see the woman better though it was still hard. "The camera isn't close by. We zoomed in on her as good as possible so we could see her face."

It took a moment before the woman came into the picture and her face was visible. The video paused immediately. "We've checked the database", another man began. "There's no match. We have no evidence that she might be another Bio-Terrorist. At least not a registered one."

"Not an unregistered either", Augustine's voice was low as she took a closer step towards the screen. She stared at the flickering picture for a long time before speaking. "I want every information that you can get. Where she lives, where she works. Every place she goes to. I don't care if you think a certain information might not be important: find out everything!"

"Ma'am?"

"Now!"

"Yes ma'am."

A slightly disparaging sound left her lips as she turned away to leave the men so they could continue working. Her thoughts drifted back to the woman. It had been five years. In contrast to then the woman appeared to be a lot more mature but her facial features barely changed. It didn't matter how much time had passed, Augustine would always recognize her daughter. However, she wondered why Yana was in Seattle. When they had met she was still living in New Orleans, together with her father and now she was here. Five years were a long time. A lot of things could change and obviously they did. Augustine never expected to see her daughter again, a part of her didn't even want that if she was honest with herself. Not because she hated Yana but because she was – though she would never admit that – scared someone could harm her. Which now wasn't a farfetched thought anymore.

Yana knew the Bio-Terrorist. Whatever the reason behind this was, Augustine didn't like it at all. She had to find out how they met, how close they were and she had to stop her daughter from making any mistakes she would regret in the future. No matter the consequences she would face.