"Carter!" Linda shouted, rushing out of the house and wrapping the younger man up in a hug. "Are you ok? You disappeared off of Kelly's radar…"

"Peachy." Carter said simply, shifting Vally in his arms. "Hank thought it best we hide."

"Daddy fought a sword-man." Vally said happily.

(The Travelers-Mackinaw Island)

Tina, leaning in the doorway, crossed her arms over her chest. "A sword-man, huh? Is that a man that uses swords, a man that is a sword."

"Is a sword. Really freaky, sorry you missed it." Carter quipped as he headed towards the mansion.

"Carter…" Linda warned.

"Lay off me, will ya? I get enough babying from mom."

"Daddy no baby." Vally giggled.

"Isn't a baby, Vally." Carter corrected.

Kelly, who had passed by Tina and was now marching towards Carter, glared at him and the rest of the group as they trudged up. "Anyone mind explaining what I was feeling out there?"

"Not really." Hank muttered. "Would rather down some asprin and take a nap…damn that old bitch could throw a punch."

Tina smirked. "On behave of all future-old-bitches, boyah."

"Where'd you get the sword?" Kelly asked.

"Won it." Carter said. "Skee ball…sport of the gods."

Marshal approached Helena, his face grim. "Are we exposed?"

Helena shook her head. "We're good…they only know we were in Mackinaw City, not on the island. I can set up some fake passports online, then leak the info…make the company think we're in Canada." She turned to Kelly. "What does your GPS say? Look for the man that was near Carter…his name is Kaito. Angela and him will stick together."

Kelly's eyes grew cloudy as she focused. In her mind, the world was a map, herself a giant looking down at it, tiny points of light representing everyone she knew. There was Carter's brilliant silver surrounding Vally's blinding pink light. Linda's wiggling blue/green light was nearby, as was Tina's brown, Marshal's blackish gray, Helena's maroon, Hank's nearly clear white and Kelly's own blinking purple. Focusing harder, she moved towards Mackinaw city with on step, looking down and watching as the tarnished gray light that was Kaito, along side three other dim lights, slowly moved away.

It took only a second for this to happen, several more for Kelly to pull herself free. "They seem to be moving on."

Carter nodded, sheathing the sword in the holder Hank had managed to steal from Ando before they left. "Good. Kelly, keep checking them every half an hour. The rest of you…" Carter rolled his neck. "I think we need to bone up on our self defense techniques."

&&&

(The Fugitives-Mohinder's Apartment)

Mohinder frowned, watching the invaders as they milled about his house. "I do not know why we should believe anything you have to say. You broke into our home, you have threatened me, and now you want Molly to help you? How do we know this Valencia is in real danger."

"She is." Madrid snapped. "My baby sister has been kidnapped by some madman, so you'll pardon me if I'm not exactly patient."

"Ah yes…this mysterious Metatron that can fire flames from his hands that effect people's emotions…you must admit that is strange, even when compared to you four."

Lee was seated at the table, sketching aimlessly, while Sergei was busy looking through Mohinder's newspaper clippings. Galatea turned towards the scientist, leaving Madrid to once again try and convince Molly to help them. "You have to understand, Dr. Suresh, that this was our last option. Carter Daniels went off the map, along with Tina Linderman and Valencia." Galatea's mood shifted as Jessica took over. "Linderman…as in Daniel Linderman, the same man that kidnapped Micah…that was using Molly as an experiment. Do you really want to trust his daughter with another little girl."

"The sins of the father…"

"…don't fall to the son?" Lee asked. "Listen Doc…my old man was a jackass. Beat my mom to death…" He paused, remembering his confrontation with Ashleigh, the woman that wore his dead mother's face, "…and mistreated me. When I made Galatea, I did the exact same thing to her…took her new attitude to snap me out of it. The point is, we are our parents' children. I bet ya are a lot like your dad."

Mohinder didn't say a word for a while. "Tell me more about this Carter Daniels."

Madrid frowned. "College kid…21, 22..,maybe 23. Brown hair, blue eyes. Not overly hanesome…boy next door looks. Has a fetish for wearing leather dusters…"

"Among other things." Sergei muttered.

"…and he has my sister convinced he is her daddy."

Mohinder raised an eyebrow at this. "Is that so?"

"Claims Daniel Linderman made Vally out of me and him, that were her parents…wanted to create a super soldier or something like that."

Jessica frowned. "That part…isn't all that far off."

Lee glanced up. "Right…that Micah kid…"

"Dr. Suresh…" Madrid pleaded, "I need to save my sister…please…"

"I'll do it." Molly said. Everyone slowly turned to look at her. "I'll find your sister, Madrid."

&&&

Biddy Bargo stared out her window at the Swiss Alps. It was a sight she had thought she would never see…girls from the poor side of Miami didn't get to go to Europe and stae in chateaus and wear casual clothes that cost more then most prom dresses.

'If only it didn't come at such a cost'.

(Alliance Headquarters-The Swiss Alps)

Her mind was whirling, filled with dark memories. For the last week she had moved about in a daze, blaming the change in time zones for her lack of sleep and thus her moodiness.

Just that day, she had been forced to leave the grand dinner Anthony had invited her and Riker to, complaining of a migraine, rushing to her room and praying for sleep.

Instead, she had laid awake for several hours, faces flashing in her mind.

All the people she had killed.

She'd long since run out of tears. All she could do is watch as her memories ran on a continuous loop, see the horrible acts she had committed.

Only one thing kept her sane.

The hope that the man that had saved her could give her the forgiveness she longed for.

&&&

"How's it coming, Hank?"

Hank focused on the pop can, holding out his hand and staring at it, willing it to do as he commanded. His body flickered in and out of existence as his hand quaked, teeth grit in frustatration as the can slowly began to fade…only to reappear as he collapsed.

"Son of a…"

"Watch it Hank…you'll make Baby Jesus cry with those words." Tina snarked as she sat at the metal table Helena had helped her find, all sorts of holes.

Hank narrowed his eyes. "Lets ask God what is pissing him off more: my language or you and Kelly…"

"HANK!" Linda shouted, pausing from her work at seeing how much water she could remove from the air to scold her student. "Don't you dare say another word."

Carter smacked Hank across the back of the head. "The Bible also says shellfish is evil, and I've seen you eating shrimp. Don't make me whammy your ass."

"Ok, ok…jeez, just because I don't get turned on by the thought of two ladies going at it."

"What are ya, gay?" Marshal asked. Carter, Tina and Marshal shared a look, making it clear how much they were on the otherside of Hank's argument.

Hank glared at the can, swatting at it with his hand. Tina reached up, firing a blast of acid that reduced it to mush.

"There was a 10 cent deposit on that." Linda commented.

Tina scoffed. "Damn Michiganders."

"Why are we doing this again?" Hank said, arms crossed and pouting.

Carter frowned. "We need to make sure we are ready for anything, Hank. The Company managed to find us."

"They got lucky."

"That may be, but we can't rely on luck to get us out of a fight. If Vally hadn't done…whatever the hell it was that she did…you'd be in Company custody and I could be dead." Carter grabbed another can. "Everyone here has an incredible power. But it is nothing without control."

"Omega class." Tina stated.

"Exacty." Carter held out his hand. "Before I took the year to train, all I could do was fire whammy energy…could barely control when it activated. Now…" He grabbed a pencil, charged it with his whammy energy, and threw it at the ground, the energy firing off the instant it hit. "…you guys should be able to gain control like that."

"Can I suggest something." Hank asked. "Maybe begin working with Vally on control? I think we're all tired of her suddenly flaring up."

"She's only 2." Carter reasoned.

"She forced Marshal to stay as a puppy for 7 hours!"

Marshal nodded. "Speaking of the littlest fireball, where is she?"

&&&

Helena smiled as Vally snuggled into bed, her special bear clutched in her arms. "Ready to go to sleep?"

Vally nodded. "Yup! Daddy alweady said goo-night!"

Helena stroked her granddaughter's hair. "I bet he did." She tugged the blankets under Vally's chin. "You know, I really like putting you to bed."

"Why?" Vally asked.

"Because I didn't get to tuck any toddlers into bed before I met you."

"What about daddy?" Vally asked.

Helena shook her head. "I didn't begin tucking your daddy in until he was 7."

"Why?" Vally asked, confused.

The older woman sighed. "Well…you know how you were raised by your grandparents and not by daddy? Well, that was the same with your father." At Vally's confused expression, Helena tried a different approach. "You see…sometimes a mommy and a daddy have a baby, but aren't able to raise them. So they give the baby up to other people who find a mommy and a daddy that want a baby and give the baby to them."

"Daddy's mama and daddy gave him up to nice people?"

Helena thought back to the orphanage, remembering the abuse her precious son had suffered; she remembers too well the bruises and broken ribs Carter had sported when she and Vic had rescued him from that horrid place, as well as the mental scars that had left him a shy stuttering introvert until just a few months ago.

"Gwanma?" Vally asked.

"The important thing is that me and your grandpa Vic adopted your daddy and he became our son."

"Oh." Vally said, thinking about that. "Is that why daddy and his bwother the shock man fought?"

"Shock m…oh, Terrence." Helena said. "Well…Terrence is…Terrence is a bad man…he's mad your father has me as a mommy and you for a daughter." She smiled softly. "But don't worry…Terrence won't hurt us anymore."

&&&

"You failed."

Angela Petrelli glared at Terrence, annoyed. "You would be wise to remember you place."

Terrence merely looked on. "And where is that?"

The New Yorker scoffed. "With the rest of the grunts."

The dark skinned man nodded. "Ya yes…funny thing that…" Terrence snapped forward, grabbing Angela by the throat and hauling her off her feet and against a brick wall. "…you aren't exactly in any place to be giving me commands. The swordsman and his pet are gone, so is the Haitian. All that's left is you…and I've been trained by Linderman to resist your charms." He tightened his grip. "Did you know there a millions of nerves in the body…and there are billions of ways that a signal could get mixed up and cause instant death?" He moved a finger towards her forehead. "Let's see…what was number 1…"

Angela struggled in his grip, face growing pale before Terrence dropped her, the older woman gasping for breath. She managed to glare at him, but Terrence didn't even blink, instead he merely knelt down.

"Bob sends a message…don't interfere. We have things under control, Angela…Bob is running the show, and I'm one of the top dogs…" He leaned in close. "And Angela…my baby brother is mine to deal with. If anyone else tries to hurt him…well…there a billions of ways to kill…even more ways to make torture last forever."

And with that, he left Angela to lay in the snowy street.

&&&

Several hours later, after Molly had eaten and Mohinder had gone over a thousand times what exactly Madrid wanted, the little girl was all set to begin.

"So, how does this work?" Sergei asked.

Molly smiled softly. "I think about a person…and I find them."

"Simple enough." Lee said, holding up his sketch of Vally. He focused, the drawing shivering as a tiny, drone-like Vally appeared on the table, staring straight ahead. Madrid licked her lips, her face draining of color. "I…made her like a doll…figured it would be hard enough…"

"Thank you, Lee." Madrid said, the sight of her sister, even in this strange way, tore at her heart.

Galatea placed a map of the world infront of Molly. The girl would start with that, and slowly work towards more detailed maps until they got an exact location.

"And once you have your location…" Mohinder began.

"We're gone." Galatea said. Jessica took over. "We aren't going to hurt you, Dr. Suresh. We were just desperate."

Mohinder nodded. "It is still a wild tale…I only pray I am making the right decision."

"You are, Doctor." Sergei said. "You are."

Molly picked up a pushpin. "Ok…" She closed her eyes, entering the trance she always did when she began to look for someone. Her hand jerked about, till she pushed a pin into the state of Michigan.

"Carter's home state." Lee said, grabbing a map of Michigan they'd gotten online, suspecting such a thing. "Ok…lets go for a better address."

&&&

Kelly turned her head, surprised to find someone else in her maproom. The young girl looked at Kelly, confused.

"Who are you?" the girl asked.

"Kelly. You?"

"Molly…how are you here?"

Kelly frowned, looking about the white room. "I'm always here…this is my room. You?"

"It's mine too." Molly said. She looked down at the map. "I'm looking for someone."

"Me too." Kelly admitted, amused by the turn of events. "Some bad people. You?"

"A little girl…her sister is worried."

Kelly frowned. "A little girl?"

Molly nodded, slowly moving towards the state of Michigan, then the Upper Peninsula. "Yes…she's between them…in the water…"

Kelly took a step forward. "The woman looking…is her name Madrid?"

Molly nodded. "Yes."

Kelly gulped. "Molly…listen to me carefully…"

&&&

Kelly came out of the trance with a snap. She snapped her head towards the rest of the group, who were still practicing with their powers.

"We might be in trouble."

&&&

Molly snapped out of the trance with a scream. Mohinder instantly was at her side, holding her close.

"Molly?" He whispered.

"They're bad…they're bad…"

"Who's bad, Molly?"

Molly's head turned quickly, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Madrid. "He isn't bad…you are…Vally's happy with him."

Madrid shook. "Did you see him…did Carter…"

"No." Molly said coldly. "I won't help you…you're bad…all of you…"

Mohinder nodded. "You need to leave."

"But…" Madrid began.

Jessica shrugged. "No big deal…" She picked up the map, the pushpin stuck in Mackinaw Island. "We have what we need."

"NO!" Molly shouted, trying to grab the map. "You'll only hurt her…no!"

Jessica moved away, the four slowly leaving the apartment, Molly still whimpering about Madrid's group being bad…

&&&

Merrick smirked as he set down the phone, turning to Riker. "Get BeeBee…we're going to Mackinaw."