Glad to see people love this fic :) The Watching the Show fic I said I'd write will be started in the next few days. It'll be set just before the show, just so I can get good 'ole Reggie in it. Five will be from the same place in the timeline he is in the show, instead of landing in the backyard before the funeral though he'll land where they're watching the show.
"What do you mean, you know how to stop the apocalypse?" Klaus asked, as Pogo looked bewildered at the conversation.
"The Apocalypse? Master Klaus, Master Five, someone explain, please?" Pogo pleaded. What was going on?
"The world ends in three days, Pogo." Five told him swiftly. "I went to a place and learnt who causes it, now I know who I need to kill."
"Kill?" Pogo asked as Klaus looked at Five.
"Not so fast, little brother." Klaus remarked.
"I'm older than you!" Five snapped.
"I just mean, you're not killing whoever this is alone. You told Luther you found us all dead? Yeah, I'm wanting my pound of flesh from this guy as well." Klaus said.
"Klaus, this will be dangerous." Five said, both of them ignoring Pogo, who attempted to regain their attention with a wave of his hand and some coughing.
"All the more reason you need backup." Klaus argued.
"No offence, Klaus, but I can get in quicker without you. Besides, you're not exactly used to fighting anymore, are you?" Five asked.
"You don't forget those old things, baby brother." Klaus winked as Five growled at him. "Just point me towards whatever dick we need to take down and I'll be with you."
"Will someone please inform me of what is going on between you all?" Pogo asked.
"That's a good question. Why don't you first tell me all about dad's plan?" Diego asked, striding into the room, Grace following behind, head bowed.
"My dear boy?" Pogo asked in confusion, before spotting Grace and sighing. "You told him?"
"I had too." Grace said as Pogo hanged his head. Five and Klaus looked at the trio with confusion.
"Erm, what's going on here?" Klaus asked.
"Well I found out the truth about dad's death." Diego told him. "Mom and Pogo have been lying to us about the whole heart attack story. Turns out Dad wanted us all back home to fight the apocalypse he somehow knew was coming, so, and wait for it, this is the best bit." Diego snorted as Pogo interjected.
"Your father killed himself, my boy." Pogo admitted sadly as Klaus and Five both looked stunned.
"Why would he do that?" Five asked sharply.
"He needed you, all of you. The Umbrella Academy, back together, to save the world and stop the apocalypse." Pogo said. "He knew that wouldn't happen if you weren't all united over a single cause, and you wouldn't all come home if he asked nicely. He knew you'd need a major reason to reunite, and he hoped to give you one. By killing himself, he ensured you'd return for the funeral, and by placing suggestions that there was more to it than a simple heart attack, he hoped to draw you all into an investigation, that would cause you to rediscover your teamwork, so you could begin your real mission. Your first mission and final mission from your father. To work together to stop the apocalypse and save the world." Pogo finished explaining with a sorrowful look. "I just wish it were in better circumstances that I could explain all of this to you children."
"He...he killed himself." Klaus said slowly before he burst out laughing. "What?" He asked to everyone else looking at him oddly. "Looks like the old bastard got the last laugh on us. I can't believe he did that, never did anything halfway did he?"
"Klaus, he was a prick, but come on? He killed himself, so what? What does that have to do with the apocalypse?" Five asked.
"He knew it was coming, what else did he know?" Diego demanded. "Pogo, where are his notes? I need to read them."
"I think Master Luther may have taken them with him, he left the house in a hurry when he learnt Master Reginald had sent him to the Moon for, as he saw it, no reason. He sent him to the Moon to give the poor boy a purpose after the accident, he didn't need him on the Moon."
"Wow, I bet that really fucked with Luther." Five said.
"He left with Miss Allison, from what I gathered, neither planned to return." Pogo said as Five shook his head.
"Idiots! I need everyone. Where did they go, do you know?"
"I believe Miss Allison was planning to reunite with her daughter in LA." Pogo said. "I'd assume their flight has already left."
"Fuck it. I'm heading there. I'll meet them when they get off the plane and chase them back if I must." Five said. "The end of the world is coming, it's more important than a few family squabbles. People can go back to ignoring one another after the world is safe."
"Five, wait." Diego said before Five could jump.
"What, Diego? I need to get them back quickly and find this Harold Jenkins."
"Why don't we chase that lead first? I'll see if anyone in the Police knows this guy. You look around with Klaus, if we don't find him in a few hours, then go bring them two back? We may as well have a quick investigation of our own if we plan to stop this." Diego said.
"I guess you're right." Five admitted.
"Will one of you please tell me what is happening?" Pogo asked. "The apocalypse your father was always sure was coming, it's now?"
"Three days. If we don't find and stop Harold Jenkins, the world will say goodnight on April 1st." Five explained. "Now, Pogo, will you and Mom run interference? If Vanya comes back, or if Luther and Allison do, keep them here until we return?"
"I will try my best, my boy." Pogo nodded.
"Now, Diego, you go see the police angle you were talking about. Klaus, do you have anyone on the streets who might know some things?"
"I could ask around, see if the name is familiar." Klaus told him.
"I'll take you to your friends. Now hold on, I've never jumped with anyone before." Five said. "If you feel a bit sick, that's natural. Just tell me if any appendages drop off." He remarked, grabbing Klaus and jumping before Klaus could protest.
"Diego..." Grace said, looking at her son as he headed towards the door.
"No, Mom. I'm sorry, but no. You kept all of that from me. I'm sorry, but I can't, I just can't trust you. Not now. Not yet. I need to go, get out of here." Diego told her. "I'll be back, but I'm sorry, not now." He said, quickly hurrying through the door before Grace could say another word.
"Pogo...what have I done?" Grace asked softly as Pogo looked over to her.
"What have we done, my dear?" Pogo asked her. "I fear the children will never forgive us."
/
"Klaus." Dave said, watching over him as Klaus felt his stomach leaving his body through his mouth.
"What, Dave?" Klaus choked. "Can't you see I'm a little busy?"
"I was going to say, your brother looks impatient. You should probably see what he wants."
"Five's a grumpy asshole, he can wait a few minutes." Klaus replied.
"Not him." Another voice said behind Klaus, Klaus turning to see Ben stood before him.
"Ben? What brings you here?"
"Saving the world?" Ben asked. "Klaus, please. Talk. I know you're not ok. You just lost Dave, I know he doesn't want you to do what you're doing, do you, Dave?"
"Not in the slightest." Dave said.
"What do you mean, what I'm doing?"
"Klaus, we both know when you're happy and when you're going through the motions, even if the others can't see it. You think you have no reason to live without Dave, no reason to keep fighting?"
"Because I don't, Ben!" Klaus cried. "I'm sorry but I don't. Dave is dead. You're dead. What reason do I have to want to live, to fight on?"
"I'll give you five." Ben told him. "Luther. Diego. Allison. Five. Vanya."
"Ben..." Klaus started before Dave interrupted him.
"No, he's right, Klaus." Dave said. "You have your siblings. Sure, you have your share of issues with one another, but I know you love them and they love you, any idiot could see that. Please, Klaus. If you can't live for me, if you can't live for Ben, live for them."
"I don't want to live without you, though, Dave. Why did you have to be taken from me? Why does everyone I care about get taken from me?" Klaus cried.
"Not all of them are gone." Ben told Klaus. "Our siblings, you idiot. They do love you, and I know you love them. Fight for them. Save the world, as you should do, and after that, work on your powers. Dad always did say you had more potential than you lived up to." Ben told him. "Maybe one of your powers will help with that?"
"All I do is see dead people! What else could I do?" Klaus asked.
"You could do so much more!" Dave told him. "You're a hero and stronger than you could ever know, Klaus. Live. Please. For me. Live."
"I will." Klaus said after a moment, shaking his head, seeing Dave and Ben fade away and Five look at him in concern.
"Are you alright, Klaus? I know the jumps can take a lot out of you the first few times."
"I'll be fine, Five. Come on, we need to find Harold Jenkins and stop him."
/
Vanya walked into the Academy and started calling out, hoping to find anyone.
"Luther? Allison? Klaus? Five? Pogo? Mom? Is anyone here?"
"Miss Vanya, are you alright?" Pogo asked, coming into the hall and seeing the state of Vanya. Hair all over, blood on her hands and clothes, clothes ripped, tears streaming down her eyes. "Grace! Come here! Vanya needs your assistance!"
"Pogo….I'm sorry..." Vanya said, repeating her words again and again as Pogo and Grace lead her up to the infirmary.
"Miss Vanya, what happened to you?" Pogo asked as Vanya pulled out her father's notebook and Pogo gasped.
"I read it….he used me, he wanted to use my powers...I used them….he's dead….I left him there, I just couldn't...I can't..." Vanya began to cry as Pogo and Grace both wrapped their arms around her.
"It'll be alright, my dear girl." Pogo told her.
"It'll be fine, Vanya, sweetie." Grace told her. "Do you want a hot bath drawing?"
"Yes please, Mom." Vanya sobbed as Grace headed off to make it.
"Miss Vanya..." Pogo started. "How much of that book did you read?"
"I just glanced through it, Pogo." Vanya told him. "But I read enough. Why did dad want to suppress my powers? What reasoning did he have? Did you know?"
"Miss Vanya..." Pogo started, words failing him as he thought on how he had failed this young woman before him.
"Please, Pogo. Why did he do it and did you know?"
"Yes, Miss Vanya. I knew." Pogo said softly as Vanya felt her anger building at his words.
"Why?" Was the only word Vanya could get out, she could feel her rage, her powers, demanding to be let out, to teach Pogo a lesson for what he did, to hurt him, to punish him, to kill him.
"Your father thought it would be better for you to not have to deal with your powers, at least until you could control them. You were too powerful, too uncontrollable in your infancy, and you hurt people, Miss Vanya. We only sought to make your life more manageable."
"For you?" Vanya spat. "I know why he did it. Dad couldn't handle having someone he couldn't control, couldn't make his happy little puppet, could he? Look at me and tell me you don't think that was his thoughts."
"I can't speak for the dead, Miss Vanya, but for my part, in this shameful act, in not telling you before now, I can only offer my apologies. I'm sorry, Miss Vanya. If you must hurt me, if you must even kill me over this, please, just don't take it out on anyone else. Your siblings never knew and Grace couldn't either. Her memory of your powers were wiped. Please, if you need to resort to anger and violence over this, just hurt me." Pogo pleaded as Vanya felt her rage building more and more, felt the wind whipping around her again, despite the lack of an open window, and she saw Pogo rising into the air. After a moment of thinking, of absorbing his words, Vanya sighed, the wind died down and Pogo fell to the ground with a thump.
"Get out, Pogo. Please." Vanya told him. Pogo got to his feet and shuffled to the door, casting one last sad look over to her before leaving.
"Vanya, honey?" Grace's voice came from the other side of the door as Vanya stared after where Pogo had just left.
"Yeah, Mom?" Vanya asked quietly.
"Do you want some cookies baking? Pogo tells me you'll be fine and don't need any treatment?"
"Yeah I'm alright, Mom." Vanya told her. "Cookies sound great."
/
"Detective Beaman, a pleasure to see you." Diego said as he arrived outside the police station to see Beaman stood there, definitely not pleased to see him.
"Diego, what are you doing here? You need to leave, now."
"What, why?" Diego asked, confused.
"Your prints are all over the scene where…..where they found Patch. There's a warrant out for you. They think you did it."
"They? You know I didn't, don't you?" Diego asked frantically. How was he meant to get the file if the police wanted him for Eudora's murder.
"I know you and Patch had a history, and that sometimes you got way too emotional, both of you. But...I know you'd never kill her." Beaman said. "I need to know, why were you there? What happened?"
"Listen, Chuck, I wish I could tell you. I do. Even I don't fully know what happened. I went after Patch, she told me she'd found my brother, he went missing, I got to where she'd tracked him down, she was ...a-already gone. No-one else was there." Diego said, feeling the tears pricking his eyes as he recalled.
"Alright. Well it just got a lot harder to clear your name if there's no credible suspect other than yourself." Beaman shook his head.
"Listen, I know it's a lot to ask, I'm looking though, you have my word, I'll find whoever did it and bring them back here. But I need a favour."
"A favour? Oh no, I'm already doing you a favour by not hauling you inside right now and throwing you into a cell." Beaman explained.
"Please, Chuck. I need this to help. This could give me a lead for Patch."
Beaman thought it over for a moment before shaking his head and sighing.
"Alright. What is it?"
"I need a file on someone. Harold Jenkins."
"I'll see what I can do, but that's it, alright Diego? After this, you're on your own. The next time I see you after this, if you don't have Patch's killer in your grip, I'm taking you in. Wait in the alleyway, I'll be there in a few minutes."
"You won't regret it." Diego promised as Beaman headed back inside. Diego slipped away down the side alley, careful to avoid any beat cops mulling around.
After a few minutes, Beaman returned with a file, handing it over to Diego.
"Here you go. Now, get out of here and don't come back until you have the bastard that killed Patch."
"I promise you, Chuck. They'll wish they'd never been born when I find them." Diego promised, rushing out of the alley and heading to his car. Getting back in, he drove back for the Academy. Hopefully Five and Klaus would be back now and they could get planning. Maybe with Luther and Allison in tow.
/
Luther and Allison got off the plane hand in hand. Allison knew there could well be media at the airport, but for once, she found she didn't care. As long as she had Luther with her, she could do anything.
"Allison?" Luther asked, looking ahead with a worried tone as she daydreamed.
"Hmm?"
"Why is Five glaring at us?"
"What?" Allison asked, breaking out of her reverie to see Five stood before them, foot pacing, a placard in hand that read "Idiots"
"There you two are." Five said as they approached him. "I've been stood here waiting for ten minutes!"
"Five, what are you doing here? Where did you go?" Luther asked.
"I went to the Commission, agreed to work for them again in exchange for some promises. They didn't keep theirs and I didn't keep mine. The main thing is, I know who causes the apocalypse. Come on. We need everyone to take them down."
"What? You found them?" Luther asked.
"Five, we can't, we're here to see Claire, bring her back with us."
"Look, I'm sorry Allison, but we don't have time for that. We need to go get him now. I promise, once this is all over, I'll bring you back myself if you want, but we need to get back to the Academy. Quickly." Five told her, as Allison shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Five, but no. I won't leave my daughter."
"Fine." Five bit out. "I'll take you to Claire, ok? Hold on. I've never tried jumping more than one person with me before. You will be sick when we land, I should say."
"Wait, what?" They both asked as Five jumped, pulling them away from the airport.
Landing in the garden of Allison's old home, Allison and Luther felt themselves both expelling their food from the plane as Five grimaced as some of their vomit landed near his shoes.
"Are you both good to go?" Five asked, the two of them weakly nodding.
"Great. So, is this where Claire will be?" Five asked as Allison nodded.
"I gave Patrick the house, so yeah, they should be here."
"Good. I'll jump in, sneak Claire out whilst you two stay here. Once I have her, I'll jump all four of us back to the Academy. If I managed two people without injury, three should be fine."
"Wait, what do you mean, should be fine?" Allison asked.
"Well I've only started jumping with others today. It's uncharted territory for me, Allison." Five said. "I can try, but I can't promise anything about injuries or what not."
"Maybe Five had a point at the airport." Luther said as Allison turned to him.
"We can't protect Claire if she's hurt in a jump, and if the apocalypse can be stopped, we need all hands, don't we?" Luther asked. "Maybe it'll be safer for Claire if we leave now with Five, and come back for her when we've saved the world?"
"What if we don't?" Allison said. "What if Claire's last moments with me were just sad ones, because I had to leave her? I don't….I can't..." Allison started to cry as Luther wrapped his arms around her.
"How about this." Five said. "We leave Claire here, we can't risk her. But, I'll take you with me into the house, we'll make sure you get to visit and speak with your daughter."
"Thank you, Five." Luther smiled at him as Allison untangled herself from Luther and threw her arms around Five, Five awkwardly patting her back.
"Alright, let's go." He said, taking Allison's hand and jumping with her into the house.
"Claire?" Allison asked as she looked around the room that Five had taken her into, seeing a small figure lying in a bed as Five slumped to the floor.
"I just need a few minutes to regroup." Five said as Allison looked over at him. "Go, speak to her."
"Mom?" Claire's voice came as she looked over and saw Allison, turning back to her and smiling.
"Hey, baby girl." Allison said with a teary smile as Claire smiled brightly and threw herself out of her bed, jumping into Allison's arms.
"I knew you'd be back before long! Mom!"
"I'm here, Claire, I'll always come back for you." Allison told her as she cuddled into her daughter.
"Who is that?" Claire asked, pointing to Five.
"That's your uncle Five."
"The one who went missing? Why does he look so young?"
"I just do." Five said to her with a tired smile. "It's nice to meet you, Claire."
"It's nice to meet you too, Uncle Five." Claire grinned at him as Five felt his heart soar.
"Listen, baby, I have to go real soon, but I promise, I'll be back soon." Allison told Claire as Claire focused back on her mother.
"Why can't you stay, Mom?"
"Because your Mom is a hero." Five told Claire.
"I know that, Uncle Five. She was in the Umbrella Academy."
"Not was. Is. The Academy needs to go save the world one more time." Five told Claire as her eyes lit up.
"You need to go, Mom. You need to go save the world."
"I will, baby. Then, I'll be back for you. Now go get back into bed, ok?"
"Ok, Mom. Go save the day."
"I will." Allison nodded before grabbing onto Five. "Goodbye baby."
"Goodbye Claire." Five smiled.
"Goodbye Uncle Five. Goodbye Mom, I love you." Claire said as she got back into her bed.
"I love you too." Allison said as Five jumped her back outside to where Luther was waiting.
"How did it go?" Luther asked as Allison cried again and hugged him.
"Let's just go." Five said with an awkward look as he held onto them and jumped, landing back into the Academy main room, seeing Klaus and Diego already there, looking shocked.
"What's happened?" Luther asked.
"We found the guy responsible for the apocalypse. Harold Jenkins."
"Who is it?" Allison asked as Five went to sit down to regain his energy.
"It's Vanya's boyfriend, the guy she brought with her to the Academy yesterday. Leonard."
"Guys?" A voice came from the door as Vanya walked into the room with Pogo and Grace behind her, Pogo looking unsure, Grace holding a tray of cookies, one of them in Vanya's hand.
"Would you children like a cookie?" Grace asked as she saw the others stood there.
"Vanya!" They said, then noticing the blood on her, paused.
"What happened?" Klaus asked.
"Leonard….he had dad's old notebook, he was planning something...I'm not sure what it is was exactly, but it was bad, and I just felt myself getting angrier and angrier and I...I stopped him." Vanya said awkwardly.
"Stopped him?" Diego asked, perplexed.
"How?" Luther looked shocked.
"Wait, does this mean the apocalypse is off?" Allison enquired.
"It can't be that easy, can it?" Five exclaimed. Really, was this it? If Harold was stopped, was that it done?
"I killed him." Vanya admitted in a whisper as the rest looked at her in shock.
"How?" Diego asked. This was Vanya, sweet, innocent Vanya. She didn't hurt a fly, how could she have killed someone?
Suddenly the chairs behind them began to rattle, the others looked around at them, before turning back when they heard Vanya's voice again.
"Like this." She said, looking at her, they saw Vanya's eyes turning white and she was starting to float slightly.
"What's happening?" Luther asked, shocked by what he was seeing. Were her eyes turning white?
"Vanya?" Allison asked in shock, Klaus just staring at his sister opened mouthed. Diego took a step back at the sight of it, looking around again at the objects rattling.
"Your father always thought it best to keep it a secret, and shamefully I went along with him. Miss Vanya, like you children, has always had powers." Pogo told them as they looked at Vanya, Vanya who was smiling at them, looking to the entire world for acceptance, for love, for guidance and for encouragement. Instead, her siblings looked at her in shock, awe and…fear.
Excluding Author's notes, this chapter is exactly 4000 words. Wow.