Flash-forward
"Dad, I need to talk to you," Lina said.
Leo sighed, shuffling through stacks of books and papers. "Lina, I have a lot of work to do. We'll talk at home."
Lina shifted her messenger bag to the other shoulder. "Dad…"
"Lina, I told you. Later. At home. Right now I have to take care of things here."
She nodded. Leo hadn't seen the bags under her eyes or paleness of her skin. Chris had waited for her in the hallway and immediately took her arm to help steady her.
"What'd he say?"
"He said we'll talk later on at home."
"He's never home."
Lina shrugged.
"Did you tell him anything?"
"I didn't have a chance to. He's busy."
Chris shook his head. "You okay?"
Lina nodded. "Sure."
Chris wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a little squeeze. "It'll be okay."
He held onto her and orbed them home.
Phoebe knelt beside Leo and pulled him into a hug.
"It's okay, Leo. It's okay."
"It's my fault. She dies and it's my fault," he cried.
Paige looked at Phoebe. "I'm going to talk to him."
Phoebe nodded and Paige orbed out.
Leo shook with sobs. Phoebe ran a hand up and down his back, trying to soothe him. She could feel his pain and forced back the tears stinging her eyes.
"Leo, you can change it. We'll find out what happens to her and you'll change it. It's okay. It'll be okay."
Paige found Chris in the park.
"What the hell was that about?" she asked.
He turned and looked at her. Tears streamed his face. "It was the truth. He asked; I told him. End of story."
"Far from end of story. What the hell do you mean he let it happen?"
Chris shook his head.
"Chris, your father is unglued and hysterical so you've got three seconds to spill it."
Chris sighed and sat on a bench. Paige sat beside him.
"Chris, you said you want to save her. We can't help you if we don't know—"
"You have no idea how hard it is to even think about it."
Paige waited for him to continue.
"I just…We tried to tell him. He didn't have time. Couldn't be bothered…"
"Tried to tell him what, Chris?"
"That something was wrong with her."