They got back to headquarters around 7:00 in the morning.
"Well, that was fun." Blaze said.
"Yeah." Tails said sarcastically. "It was great. Except for the incident with Wave."
"I'll find a way." Jason said, shutting off the engine.
They all got inside and Jason turned on the TV in the bar.
"...bigger news today. The home of the recently-popular Jason Bower, the super teen who was last seen fighting by the museum, was found in flames." Jason was glued to the TV, as were the others. "Causes of the fire are not quite known, only that his mother, sadly enough, did not make it out. There will be a..." Jason shut off the TV.
"Jason." Blaze said. "I'm-"
"Sorry." Jason finished. "Yeah, Blaze. I know." He slammed his fist down on the counter top. "First Blaze and now my own mother!"
"Times are rough, Jason." Blaze said. "This is when we need to try our hardest to pull through."
"My mom is DEAD, BLAZE!" Jason yelled.
He looked at the others and then went to his room and cried himself to sleep.
Later that day, Jason went up to a rooftop overlooking the church. They were having the funeral for his mom.
"Boo-hoo, Jason." Wave said. Jason turned around. "You're mother's dead. So what? You just gonna cry about it?" She was holding his sweatshirt. "By the way, you can have your sweatshirt back." she said, throwing it at him. He caught it.
"Listen, Wave. Just because you don't care about your parents doesn't mean I don't care about mine."
"What did you say?" Wave asked, angrily.
"Why are you implying that having no mother is no big deal. You obviously don't care about them."
"Don't care? I loved my parents!" Wave yelled. "They were everything to me."
"Well maybe I feel the same way." Jason said, putting on his sweatshirt/hoodie.
Jason just stood, staring at Wave.
"What?" she asked.
"Well, are we gonna fight, or not?"
Wave smiled. "Not now. But soon. Very soon."
"I'll be waiting." Jason said.
Wave turned to leave. "I'm sure you will."
She jumped off the roof. Jason turned back to the church. He jumped down and made his way to the front doors. When he walked through them, everyone turned to look at him. He made his way to the front, ignoring the stares. He got to the coffin and stopped. The coffin was closed for obvious reasons. He put a hand on the coffin and stopped himself from crying. He picked up his hand and clenched it into a fist. He clenched it so tight that if anything was inside, it's be crushed to dust. He turned around and stormed out of the doors.
Jason burst through the front doors of Freedom Fighters Headquarters.
"Whatcha doin'?" Blaze asked.
"I'm going back home." Jason said. "I'm gonna find out what happened to cause the fire."
"You suspect foul play?" Blaze asked.
"I suspect that I have enemies who will do everything they can to tear me down." Jason said.
He went to his room, got his E-Gear, and went out the front door. Blaze followed, letting the others know where they were going first.