After hours in the air, Sam's team finally made it to their destination. The helicopter landed in a clearing a few miles out from the Akomish longhouse. The group readied themselves for what could be their big break. Sam's team consisted of himself, Sarah, Mark, Lynne, and their newest member, TJ. Though experienced, this was TJ's first mission with Sam, after he refused to continue working with Delsin and Fetch, specifically the later.

"Alright team, listen up!" Sam began his briefing, "Up ahead is the home of Delsin's people. Our first task is to investigate the area for signs of Celia. Since she and Delsin have history, these people might be a target for her."

He paused and scanned the group, making sure they were attentive.

"If we don't see her there, we move closer towards the city of Seattle and investigate the outlying areas," Sam continued, "And just like Al— just like Agent Cooper said, unless it's a life-or-death situation, we bring her in alive. Understood?"

"Yes sir," Sarah replied.

"Everyone!"

"Yes sir," the others chimed.

"Good, let's go."

Sam left the helicopter with his team in tow. Though their target was the longhouse, the team remained vigilant the entire walk there, knowing that Celia, or anyone else for that matter, could be watching them, waiting to make an attack. One teammate wasn't quite as focused on her surroundings though. Sarah was stuck in a different world, thinking of what would happen had she seen Celia. She wanted to kill her, after being dragged away to Curdun Cay by her once-best friend. She wanted her dead.

Yet, she kept developing these scenarios in her head of when she next saw Celia. Many of them were her attempting to reason with her, convince her to come with them. But the images of her dead adoptive parents and cold dark cell would remind her inner self that the Celia she knew was long gone. Celia needed to die.

"Sarah? Are you okay?" Sam asked, breaking her out of her trance.

"Huh? Yeah I'm… fine. I'm just thinking."

"Just make sure not to get distracted. This could be our chance."

She nodded in understanding as the group approached the longhouse. Seeing a fish cannery off to the side of the longhouse, Sam turned to his team.

"Time is of the essence. Sarah, Mark, Lynne, I want you to explore the storehouse over there and see what you can find. TJ, you and I are gonna' look in the longhouse. Any questions?"

As usual, the group held silence.

"Alright, let's go," Sam dictated as he and TJ continued towards the longhouse. TJ watched the other group as they made their way towards the cannery. A sudden uneasiness flooded him.

"You sure it's a good idea for us to split up?"

"No, but we're running out of time and options," Sam replied.

When they got to the door, they found it opened ever-so-slightly. Unknowing if from an intruder, or Akomish custom, the duo carefully opened the door and headed inside. Upon initial inspection, the building appeared to be in an almost identical condition compared to when Sam first picked up Delsin, six months ago.

"Stay close," Sam whispered while holding out his wrist-mounted machine guns. TJ followed close behind, ready to strike at a moment's notice. They began inspecting all the rooms for evidence of Celia. However, there was not only a lack of evidence, but a lack of people as well.

"That's odd. It's the middle of the day. Where is everyone?" Sam inquired.

Meanwhile

The other group arrived at the cannery roughly the same time. The three of them came across an open metal gate. Beyond that, the building stood before them, as well as a door.

"So… should we knock or?" Mark began. Sarah looked at him for a second before looking back at the door. She put her hand to the door knob and twisted it open. The door opened wide and the three of them walked in. They were greeted by a large open room with tile flooring and large fish on hooks hanging from the ceiling. In front of them, three doors stood as entryways into other rooms. Sarah looked at them carefully.

"I know what you're thinking, and it's a bad idea," Mark budded in, causing her to turn around.

"I have to agree with Mark on this one," Lynne added, "We need to stick together."

Silently, Sarah turned back to face the doors.

"You're right, follow me."

Mark and Lynne followed Sarah to the leftmost doorway. Beyond that, was a hallway with windows to the outside on the left-hand side. On the other side, they came across another door. They opened it up and were greeted by another large room, this one full of conveyor belts and other various forms of industrial equipment. One thing that caught their attention was that none of it was functional. There wasn't any whirring or banging anywhere. The room was silent. They quietly maneuvered from one side of the room to the other, always keeping an eye out.

"Guys, check this out," Lynne whispered. The two walked over to a small conveyor by which she stood. On it, was a very neatly folded dove, made of paper. They all exchanged glances with each other. Sarah picked it up and carefully unfolded it. An image was drawn on the inside. It was the head of a rabbit, drawn in Celia's signature style.

"She's here," she muttered blankly.

No sooner had she said that, than a thud came from one corner of the room. They looked in that general direction and saw their target. Celia Penderghast was standing right in front of them.

"Celia…" Sarah whispered.

"Hello Sarah, we never got a chance to… catch up," she replied.

On instinct, Sarah threw a jet of water at Celia. Celia, as a response transformed into a large group of paper doves that flew out of the way and onto an above railing.

"You got more powers?" Sarah asked, bewildered.

"Where's Delsin?"

"What makes you think we'll tell you anything?" Lynne called out.

"We're not enemies!" Celia replied.

"And Delsin is?" Mark asked.

"No, but he's confused, I want to help him."

"Bull shit!" Lynne shouted before launching small blasts of napalm at the paper conduit. Once again, she transformed into a cloud of doves as Lynne continued her barrage. Each shot was too big to hit the tiny pieces of paper. Mark saw an opportunity and used his power to launch globs of paint in her general direction. They latched onto the doves and pulled them to the ground. Celia reformed in the pile of paint, her mask no longer the pristine white it once had been but instead a deep blue. Before the conduits had a chance to close in, she changed into a long ribbon of paper and spun rapidly, displacing the blue paint onto the other conduits as well as some of the facilities.

She then changed back, donning a clean new rabbit mask, and created a long ribbon in each hand. She ran up to the group and swung at them. The paper, seeming to have a mind of its own, was flailing about, snaking its way to its targets. On the other end, the three targets were defending themselves, desperately trying to neutralize it with their powers. Sarah and Mark grabbed onto the paper to moisten it and render it useless while Lynne would singe the paper with napalm. However, the longer they worked at it, the longer the ribbon became. Eventually, one ribbon was able to wrap itself around Mark's wrists keeping him from using his powers. Moments later, the same trick was applied to Lynne.

With the others temporarily out of commission, Celia lifted her foot up in a kicking motion. As she did, paper wrapped around and created a sharp spike that she used to impale Sarah by kicking her. She fell back and winced in pain. Before Celia had a chance to continue, Sarah blasted Celia with water. She then created a small bubble of water around Celia's head. Using her concentration, Sarah held the water in place, aiming to drown her.

Realizing how desperate her situation was, Celia was forced to drop the other conduits and put her hands up to the water. She tried scooping it away from her face, but Sarah used her power to put it back in place. She then went for Sarah who ducked out of the way. Celia stumbled as a response and fell to her knees. That was when Sarah looked her in the eye. Her paper mask had melted away and she got to see the face behind it. She saw Celia with puffed cheeks trying to hold her breath. She was scared. Her face was bleeding desperation.

Sarah felt the inner conflict rising to the surface again. For years, she had only one goal, to kill the person who killed her adoptive parents, to kill the person that betrayed her… to kill the person who killed the Celia she knew. But that desperation, that fear, proved Sarah wrong. The old Celia was still in there, and she was killing her. She eased her fists and the ball of water fell away from her head, splashing down onto her clothes and the nearby area. She spent several seconds coughing up water and gasping for air.

"Mark, go get Sam," Lynne ordered.

Nodding his head, Mark ran for the exiting, following the path they used to get here.

"Finally, after all this time," Lynne thought aloud.

However, a faint whistling near the exit interrupted that thought. It was brief, and when it stopped, so did Mark. The two looked over to see what had happened. Mark turned around, stumbling. He looked at his friends while holding his hands to his neck. The others held their hands to their mouths with eyes wide open. A paper dove was lodged in his neck. When he tried speaking, blood spit out from his mouth and he fell to the ground, dead.

"NO!" Lynne shouted before turning over to Celia with a napalm fist. However, her rage was soon silenced when Celia created a paper ribbon and flew it directly into her neck, killing her instantly. When she slumped to the ground, Celia stood up. Now soaked in water and Lynne's blood, she turned her attention to Sarah. She held up her hands to use her powers but Celia tied them up with paper before she had a chance to. Once again, Sarah looked up at Celia. The fear that once seemed to take over, was replaced by anger.

"Celia, please," Sarah pleaded.

"You… you could've killed me…"

"I can't. I can't kill you," she replied sheepishly, tears forming in her eyes.

"You betrayed me, just like all the others."

"No, I didn't…"

"You left me."

"I know… and I'm sorry. I tried. I tried to get them to adopt you too."

"When you left… I was so alone… you were like a sister to me."

"We were sisters, Celia. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything."

"Me too," she said calmly, before sending a ribbon through her neck.

Minutes later, Sam and TJ decided to join the trio in the cannery. They followed a series of opened doors until they stumbled upon a horrendous sight. All three conduits were lined up against the wall, slumped. On the wall behind them, bits of paper were held in place with blood, spelling out a single word: Delsin.