I don't own.

So who likes the name Adusia? It's not a real name, but I squished two named together, Adero, meaning 'she who creates life', and Nastusia, meaning 'stronger than death'.

"This is your car?"

"No. But it's a car." Adusia replied, and then smashed the window.

"No alarm?"

"I killed it."

"You can't just steal a car," Tony and Matt said at the same time.

"Not stealing. Borrowing. I'm leaving a note and everything." Adusia said, and stuck a piece of paper to the wall where the car was parked.

Tony looked at the note "Dear whose ever car it is that we stole. Very sorry, but we had to steal the car to get away from the people that want to abduct us and/or kill us. Thank you very much for your understanding. I'll try and get the car back to you. Signed, car thief nice enough to leave a note." Tony read out loud. He looked at her.

"It's the note I leave for all cars a steal," she explained well hotwiring the car. "Now, get in, or get shoot."

Everyone piled into the car, which was fairly hard, since there were eight people, and it had five seats.

"I'll just run," Carlos said, and ran off.

Everyone else somehow managed to squish in, and Adusia started driving. Tony didn't think that she should be driving, as she was the youngest of them all except for Molly.

But drive she did, until on a back road she was stopped by Danko's team.

Over a dozen men all came out, holding the taser guns, and normal guns.

Adusia stared at them.

"What do you think is the likely hood of them going away?" she asked.

"I would have to say, not at all." Matt said.

Adusia sighed.

"Okay, then. Stay in the van." She said, taking off her gloves. She looked very old and tired.

Then she opened the car door, and stepped out, dropping her gloves on the ground. All the men turned to point their weapons at her.

She walked slowly forward, one step at a time, until she got to the person who was leading the group.

"I'm giving you a chance to turn around, and leave us alone." She said calmly.

"No chance," he said and reached to handcuff her.

But the second he touched her skin, he dropped like a rock.

The people in the car watched in horrified amazement as she danced through the group of agents, brushing her fingers against them, them dropping like rocks. She spun and twirled, faster and faster.

Tasers had no effect; bullets seemed to go though her like she was the air itself.

She continued the dance of death, until one last person was left.

She leaned towards this person, and said, clearly, "I gave them a chance to run." And then she reached forward to place her hand on his face.

Line.

"You killed them all." Tony said.

"Do not judge me." She answered.

"And I didn't stop you, didn't even think of stopping you. I work for NCIS, and I just let you kill them all." He continued.

"Ah, I see, you're not judging me, you're judging yourself."

"No, no, I'm judging you too; you just killed over a dozen people."

"Well, it's not so great for me. I was off their radar; now I'm on it, and they're gonna want to get me." Adusia pointed out.

When Adusia had gotten back in the van, her eyes had been completely black. The pupils, the iris', the whites. They had slowly faded back into her normal colour, but they reminded Mohinder of Maya.

"How does your power work, exactly?" he asked.

She shrugged. "My power is basically just, when I touch dead things, they come to life. When I touch living things, they die. I can spread it my entire body, when I need to, but it's in my hands, always. That's why I wear the gloves. Before them, I accidentally killed a bunch of stuff." She explained nonchantly.

"...I see." Mohinder pondered. "How old are you?" he asked.

Her hands tightened on the steering wheel. "Why."

"You seem to have the type of control over your power that people with years of experience have." He explained.

"I've had my power since I was eight."

"And how old are you now?" he asked again.

She pursued her lips in annoyance. "Not relevant." She turned into a truck stop. "I'm hungry." Was her explanation, then she got out of the car and went inside.

Everyone else piled out of the car, stretching and groaning.

"I should just have run with that other speedster," Daphne complained.

Matt was going to comment on that statement, but was interrupted by a call coming from behind him.

He spun to see two Japanese men holding a baby.

"Hiro?" he asked.

"Matt Parkman! Meet, Matt Parkman!" Hiro said then turned to Daphne. "Nemesis."

"Stop calling me that," she said under her breath.

"Umm, Hiro? Did you like, go back in him and steal me as a baby?" Matt asked. Tony looked at him.

"No, no! We get message saying 'Save Matt Parkman!' so we go to save you at address, but you not there! This Matt Parkman there and we save him from bad man!" Hiro explained.

"Wait. What address?"

"Your wife's house!" Hiro said happily.

Daphne looked at Matt with raised eyebrows.

"Ex wife." Matt said, rubbing his forehead. "And if this is her kid, he's not mine."

"No, no!" Hiro protested. "He have power! Like you! He baby touch and go!" He said.

Matt stared at the boy in Hiro's arms. "Um... I have a son." He said, shocked. Molly pulled on his arm.

"Does that make him my brother, or am I getting sent back to India?" She asked.

"You'll stay with us, of course." Daphne said quickly. She glared at Matt. "Hold your son."

So he did.

And in that second, he knew; he was a father. He had a son.

And if his son had a power, Danko would be after him, too.

He could never let that happen.