"What dat say?"

"Pancakes."

"And dat?"

"Waffles."

"And dat?"

"Coffee."

"oh…what dat say again?"

"Pancakes."

(Madrid and Valencia Alverez-Los Angles, California)

"I want pancakes." Vally told the waitress, flashing her a bright grin. Madrid had awaken her sister at 7 am, got her washed and dressed in her best play clothing. Today was Maddy and Vally Fun Day, and to start it off, Madrid had driven the both of them to Los Angles for breakfast. They were currently seated in a discrete restaurant, picking out what they wanted.

"What kind of pancakes?"

Vally's frowned. "Wat you mean?"

"We have 10 different kinds of pancakes."

Vally's eyes grew wide. She slowly turned to her big sister, tugging on her sleeve. "There are diff'ent types?!?"

The waitress nodded. "Yup. We have Chocolate Chip, Blueberry, Strawberry, Carmel, Banana, Apple, Vanilla Chip, Whip Cream, Double Chocolate, and Plain."

Vally stared at her sister in shock, before crying out. "Why you not tell me 'bout dis!"

Maddy laughed, running her fingers through Vally's hair. "Sorry, sweetheart. Tell you what…we'll get one of each, and you can sample them all, ok?"

"Ok!" Vally exclaimed happily. She scrunched up her brow. "Coco?"

"Of course. She's have a warm coco," Maddy leaned towards the waitress. "Room temperature." Her voice got louder. "And I'll have a coffee."

"That's ten pancakes, a coffee, and coco. Be here in 5 minutes." The waitress left, leaving the two sisters to chat.

"What do you want to do next?" Madrid asked, watching Vally color on the placemat. "The toy store? The park?"

"Toy store, park." Vally said, little tongue peaking out of her mouth as she scribbled a picture.

"Toy Store it is." Maddy said with a grin. The young woman looked up, then over at a waitress. "I need to put some more money in the meter…can you watch her?'

"Sure thing." The older woman said, smiling as Vally ran the crayon along her paper.

"Stay here, ok?"

"ok!" Vally said, never looking up. Madrid nodded, hurrying out of the restaurant and towards the meter. Vally continued to work on her picture, absorbed in her only little world.

"Can I get a cup of coffee and a bagel?" Matt Parkman asked, stepping up to the counter. The waitress nodded, and began to get his order ready.

'Ask him…ask him…' Matt turned around and looked at to the little girl seated in the booth by herself, coloring away. He frowned, wondering what she wanted to ask him, and what to do about it. Just because he read her thoughts didn't mean he was allowed to approach her.

'But what if she needs your help?' His conscious questioned. Matt put the best kind smile he could muster on and turned towards the little girl. "Do you want to ask me something?"

Vally didn't look up from her coloring. "Wat you do?" She asked, still scribbling.

"What can…you mean what's my job?" Matt asked. "I'm a police…"

"Wat you do?" Vally asked again. "Can you fwy?"

Matt stared at the little girl in shock, chuckling weakly. "Wait…what do you mean…people can't fly."

"Yes they can." Vally said. "Do you?"

Matt gulped. "No…no I don't fly."

"But you're special." Vally said simply, never looking at him. "So wat you do?"

"How do you know I'm special?" Matt asked.

Vally looked up, and Matt almost let out a girlish scream. Vally's eyes were glowing pink, pulsing slightly as she took him in.

"'cause I'm special too." She replied simply

"Vally!" Madrid said, walking towards the table. Vally shook her head, the glow fading. "What did I tell you about talking to strangers."

Vally hung her head. "Sowwy."

"Its ok." Madrid turned to Matt. "Sorry…she didn't…"

"No." Matt said quickly. "She wasn't a bother." He grabbed his coffee and bagel, throwing some money on the counter. "I…I need to go." He stammered, racing off.

Vally merely smiled.

&&&

"Philadelphia…The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end, depending on your point of view."

"…I don't get it."

(Lee Malion and Galatea-Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Lee shook his head as he lounged on the hotel bed, shoes kicked off and coat draped over a chair. Galatea was currently unpacking their suitcases, getting everything tucked away in draws.

"Don't worry you pretty little head about it." Lee replied. "Just think…in a few days, we will be ready to make so much money…"

Galatea looked over at Lee, cocking her head to one side. "Tell me the plan again, Master…please?" She batted her eyelashes.

Lee let out a mock sigh, over-dramatically rolling his head back. "Very well…if you're going to beg…" He lifted his head up and glared at her. "ahem."

"Oh!" Galatea dropped to her knees. "Please Master, tell me of your brilliance…I'll do anything you want…"

"If you're going to beg…" Lee said again, holding out a hand and beckoning his sex slave forward. "It all began when we were at my father's house. I was looking at that damn coin collection when I came across one of his prize pennies, a really old one." Lee paused, fishing two 2006 pennies from his pocket. "What is different between these two?"

"That ones shiner." Galatea said.

"Other then that."

"Oh…" Galatea thought for a moment. "That one has the letter D on it."

"That's right. That stands for Denver. You see, the United States mints some of their money in Denver."

Galatea frowned. "But…we aren't in Denver."

"I know that, you twit." Lee snarked. "I said some of the money! A lot more of America's coins come from the main mint in Philadelphia. Now, here is where things get interesting. I saw a show on the History Channel a few months back all about money and the US Mint. It turns out that while Americans love making money, they hate spending it. The US Mints have minimum guards, and not that many security features. And, most importantly, the guards they do have only have outdated guns that tend to…jam.

"We scoop out the place a bit, and in a few days, we go there and leave all those drawings I have in my briefcase. I've been practicing my ability to bring the images to life…I can be hundreds of feet away now. So, we just set them all up a few days before, so to avoid suspiscion, then return one night, and I bring them all to life. I drew them all with one thought in my head: Beat down the guards, get the merchandise."

"We're stealing money?" Galatea asked.

"no." Lee said. "Too small. Too traceable. Instead, we are stealing something much more powerful: The plates used to make money." He grinned. "Think about it…we sell those babies off to some 3rd world dictator for a few mil, and we are living the good life. And when the government tries to find the robbers, imagine their surprise that it was George Washington and Ben Franklin with the rest of the founding fathers committing the crime." Lee laughed, then yanked Galatea on top of him. "Now then…time to come to your end of the bargain..."

&&&

Maddy looked down at Vally as she hugged the teddy bear tight. Leave it to her baby sister to be the most unselfish child in the world. Maddy had told her she could pick out anything in the story: Doll houses, video games, even one of the large motorized pink Barbie cars. Vally had run up and down the aisles before selected one small teddy bear and a Frisbee for them to play with at the park. It wasn't even that nice of a teddy bear…bit ratty, even had a strange stain on it's belly…it looked like an S with an extra arm at the top and two extra arms at the bottom.

"Are you sure you don't want another bear, sweetie." The cashier said. "We have that same one, all nice and clean…"

"NO!" Vally shouted, startling Maddy and the clerk. "Special!" Tears formed in her eyes. "Mine, Maddy! My bear! MINE!"

"Ok, Vally, ok. We'll get this bear." Madrid said quickly.

"Mine." Vally said simply, hugging the bear tighter.

"Determined little one there." The clerk said. "How will you be paying for these?"

"Cash." Madrid said, touching a one in her purse and producing a few more in her left hand. Neither woman noticed Vally's eyes flash pink for a moment. "There you go, keep the change."

"Thank you." The clerk said, handing Madrid the receipt. Maddy cowed Vally towards the door, the litte girl's tears forgotten as she babbled happily about them going to the park and playing on the swings.

Back in the store, the clerk looked at a few of the bills, then grabbed her phone. "Sir…we need to contact the police…I was just given some counterfeit money…"

&&&

(The Travelers- Philedelphi, Pennsylvania)

Linda looked over at Kelly as she emerged from the guys' bedroom. "Carter still…"

"Yea, out cold. Hank is sitting there with a Bible, praying up a storm." She shook her head. "Never thought I'd see the day Hank Delpine would pray for Carter Daniels."

Linda looked out at the stars. "A lot of things we didn't think we'd see."

"So, what now?" Kelly asked.

"At the moment, I am going to get some ice, then go to bed." Linda said, "You know where…"

"In the lobby, next to the 2 ending machines and the front desk. About 3 yards past the door, 2 yards from the pool." Kelly replied.

Linda gave Kelly a look. "Okay…"

The student shook her head. "Don't ask me, Dr. Frey. Just popped into my head." Linda shrugged, and the two made their way to the lobby. "What do you think happened to him? Carter, that is."

"God knows." Linda muttered. "Don't really want to think about it. Ignorance is bliss, and all that."

"yea." The two of them grew quiet as they entered the lobby of the hotel, passing the sleepy desk jockey and headed to the ice maker.

"Right where you said it would be. What are you, a human GPS?" Linda asked.

"Said the water dancer." Kelly muttered.

"Come on you stupid thing…" Another guest said, pounding on the machine. "I need ice!" The woman turned towards Linda and Kelly, a frown marring her beautiful features. "It's broken…"

Linda stared at her in shock. "Niki?"

The woman frowned. "No…I'm Galatea, who are you?"