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California, 2019

Zone 4

Poison pulled up to the small house and turned off the bike. She heard her sisters pull up a moment later, and they climbed out of the Trans Am. Valentine seemed much more composed now than she had after her experience with Static's driving. They locked the car, and walked through the front door. Static and Val headed straight for a bedroom each, but Poison hesitated. She could never sleep somewhere without knowing exactly where she was. She wandered into what was once a living room of some sort. The couch was moth bitten and dusty, and the fireplace was covered in soot. She noticed some dusty photographs that were still standing, and wiped the dust off of them. The pictures were of a family – a mother, a father, and two small boys. She wondered what had happened to them when the world was bombed, and felt a tear slide down her cheek. She wiped it away, and sniffled. She had always been emotional, ever since she was a baby. She was 16 when the bombs came, and now she was 23. 23 years old, and yet, she felt much, much older. She headed to the hallway, and looked in the first bedroom. Val had fallen asleep already – she had always been like that. She smiled at the girl – no, she wasn't a little girl anymore. She would be turning 20 soon – next month, actually. Val was snoring gently, and Poison headed to the next room. She saw Static, and didn't realize that she would still be awake.

"Hi, Hearty." She smiled. Static was always trying to get on people's nerves, but Poison was used to it.

"Hi, Shorty." Poison smiled, because she knew this wasn't true. Static was the baby of the three girls, but she was the tallest.

"Shut up, you're the short one, and you know it. I'm 5'9, and you're what? 4'10?" She smiled.

"I'm 5'2, thanks though." Poison smacked her gently on the arm. "So, why're you still up?" She fixed a piece of Static's hair – hmm. She would need to re-dye the green streaks soon.

"Can't sleep. I know missing them won't help or bring them back or anything, but I do miss them." She smiled sadly and looked down.

"I know. I miss them too." Poison put a hand on her little sister's shoulder.

"Wait – you can feel emotions? Wow, I didn't know that!" Static smiled again. She did that a lot.

"Yeah, I can. And y'know what else I think?"

"What?" The younger girl leaned towards her sister.

"What it would be like if those assholes at BL/ind hadn't fucked everything up." Poison snarled. Static patted her head. It made her upset to see her big sister upset, because she was normally able to control her anger towards BL/ind. She also wondered what her life would be like if things hadn't changed. She was 19 years old, and probably would've been in Law school. Funny how things could change so much.

Poison stood up and smiled. Static noticed that the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"G'night, Static. See you in the morning."

"Don't let the Dracs bite!" Static called cheerily after her. Poison laughed, but didn't turn around. She headed down the hall and found the last bedroom in the small house. It must have been the master, even though most of the furniture was gone. Other killjoys must have been here, she thought. They normally took the furniture and used it for other things they needed. She sat on the mattress that had been left on the floor, and pulled her boots off, followed by her jeans and jacket. She lovingly stroked the heart with X eyes that Val had sewn onto the leather. She knew that Val would have traded anything for their old lives – she had wanted to go to art school, but those didn't exist anymore. Poison lay down in her tee shirt and boy-short underwear and played music through her head. It always helped her sleep. She thought of her old home, how there was always a guitar or piano available to play. She missed home, but she missed music even more. As her eyes fluttered and closed, the final line of a song rang through her mind.

So long, and goodnight. So long, and goodnight.