Angela gaped in confusion as she stared out the window at the strange Brazilian. *Why is there a child anywhere nearby?* When Lucio came in, she barely heard him apologize for rushing off.

"Of course." She noticed the Brazilian texting someone, then waving through the window. Turning to ask Lucio about him, she saw the man waving back, just as surprised as her. Lucio disappeared. She saw him hug the stranger outside of the window, then realized it must be Locarno. *That explains why Lucio was so worried about him: they're related in some way…siblings, maybe?* She continued on with trying to organize her files. Some were torn, some were scattered across the entire complex, and others she had managed to save only to lose them in her active patient files. *No respect at all for patient-doctor privilege!* She thought angrily, filing them away slowly until Lucio returned. *That's more than 2 footsteps.* She turned to see 5 people in total. She recognized one instantly, though she hadn't seen the girl in almost 14 years when she was 3. *Alice?!* She noticed there were a set of twins as well, and knew instantly who were their parents based solely on the boy's annoyed look and the girl's blank stare. *Reaper and Widow…* She asked, taking in the children's state,

"Lucio, could you get Gabriel and Jack? And if you can find her, Widow? I'll patch them up." Lucio nodded, locking eyes with Locarno.

"I want this story when I get back."

"Got it, pops." Angela barely concealed her shock. *Locarno is full-grown, and Lucio is only 36, yet he is his son? Focus on patching them up, Angela.* She checked the boy twin first, noting the splinted arm.

"Did you splint this?"

"No, Locarno did. His father taught him." Angela distinctly heard jealousy in the boy's voice. *Of course, Gabriel wasn't there to raise them.*

"Stay still: I'll cast it after I check everyone else." The girl twin was fine other than being exhausted. Alice was just dehydrated, and Locarno was in perfect health. She began patching the boy's arm quickly. "What are your names?"

"Arach, Mortica, Alice, and I'm Locarno." Locarno introduced. Angela smiled politely. *Arach was likely Widow's choice of name, and Mortica was likely Gabriel. He always did like names with dark meanings.*

"You are fine, Mortica. It will heal shortly, and it was set correctly, Arach. You are dehydrated: there is water in the fridge, Alice. And it's rare to see someone in such good health physically, Locarno."

"I try." Lucio appeared, sitting across from the kids calmly.

"Okay, Locarno. What's the story?" Locarno took a deep breath.

"So, I was kidnapped from Brazil to…New York?"

"Yes." Alice affirmed, taking slow sips of water. *He's Brazilian, and the twins sound like they are from Northern New Mexico. Alice sounds like she's from Indiana.*

"I managed to get away there, tossing my cell."

"How'd they find you anyways?" Lucio questioned. Locarno shrugged.

"Climbing buddy told them. So, I was trying to stay away from those people. Don't even know what they wanted: all they said was asking me about your cell number. I saw a car with the same license thing, figured it was some other kidnapped person." Alice said, grumbling,

"It was me. Should've known about the circumstance…" *Most likely. Both of her parents would have warned her about this kind of situation.*

"Well, I got her out: she's not bad at fighting, I'll tell you that." *She wouldn't be, considering her family.* "Then she pointed out another car." Arach raised his hand.

"That was sis and me." Alice explained,

"I saw their car at a gas stop: the drivers were talking to each other, so I figured it was connected."

"So we got them out: Arach's arm got broken. I stole a car: I know you told me that's bad, but it was an emergency, and Mortica got us out of New York." *So that's why Lucio seemed nervous about everyone finding out about Locarno: he's a theif.* "Alice knew about a pretty safe area over here, so we started heading this way. She told all of us about Overwatch, and I remembered hearing on the news you joined a resistance group, and the pieces clicked. We've been heading here for…"

"3 months." Soldier and Reaper entered the room, both looking surprised. Angela could hear a quick inhale from Gabriel as he looked at the twins, but he said nothing, just staring at them.

"Alice, what are you doing? Where's your mom?" Alice's face warped into one of complete shock, then one of hurt as Jack grasped her shoulders lightly. She pulled away, her face in one of horror.

"Dad, you're alive?!" *He didn't tell his own family?* Reaper stayed silent, just watching the twins. Lucio seemed just as uncomfortable with the silence as the twins themselves.

"…What?" Arach asked defensively. He turned on his heel and walked away, saying,

"Happy birthday, Arach. Happy birthday, Mortica." The twins stared after him, as did Angela. *How did he know about their birthdays if he wasn't around them? That seems odd.* Angela waited a few minutes, the silence deafening. No one offered an explanation, and Angela didn't expect one. Alice was just staring at her father. Finally, Lucio said,

"Um…What do we do?"

"…I don't know." Jack admitted, backing away from his daughter. Angela took over, saying briskly,

"We are not sending them away. They walked from New York, and have the physical evidence to support that. Lucio, would you show them to some rooms? We can figure out the details later."

"Sure, Angela. Come on." The suspicious but tired kids walked with the friendly musician, and Angela looked at Jack, disappointment showing.

"You didn't tell your wife."

"How could I? I'd been dead for 5 years by the time I found where they had moved. I wasn't about to put Patricia through that again, not when I would be gone for so long doing what I had to." Jack sighed, sounding just as upset as Angela was.

"Not even your own family, Jack. I wish I could say I was surprised. We'll talk about what to do later. Right now, they need to sleep, and you need to tell the others about this." She didn't give an option: the secrets were out of hand already: children weren't about to push it over the edge.