Hey there, guys! Here's the fourth chapter of the Wave and while I am considering giving this story another title, Kaz and Oliver head home after a strange afternoon at work. We'll tune in on them after I have replied to the reviews from last chapter:
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It had been another long day at the Mighty Med, with another set of twists and turns they would have never expected. NeoCortex became evil, but at least they had Tecton back. Everyone was happy for him to have finally regained control, except for Oliver. He still didn't trust this, even if there was no evidence of him being evil. Yet, cautiousness was a gift in a situation like this.
When Kaz and Oliver were about to go home, Tecton came walking towards them. Kaz greeted him happily, while Oliver just nodded, clearly wary of the big hero. "Hey, Tecton!" Kaz said, "Man, I'm glad you're not evil anymore."
"You and me both, Kaz," Tecton replied, "I just wanted to apologize. I know what I've done, I am sorry. Oliver, I should've never let you be my sidekick – I knew it would put you in danger, I knew the risks. I'm sorry, it was the Annihilator who thought of that plan."
"I forgive you," was the only thing Oliver dared to reply, and Tecton nodded.
"Well, that was it. Have a good night's sleep!" These were the last words Tecton said before leaving the Normos alone. Kaz wanted to talk a little longer to Tecton, but he was gone as quickly as he had arrived. Well, the little talk they had didn't have any other purpose but to apologize to Oliver, so there was no reason for him to stay longer with the two Normos who had saved his life multiple times.
Oliver shook his head watching Tecton leave. "I don't know about you, but I don't really trust him. He… who are you texting?" The topic of the conversation was changed when Oliver caught Kaz texting something. Kaz looked up from his phone.
"Oh, just your mom." Oliver raised an eyebrow.
"Why would you text my mom? How did you even get her number?" Oliver wanted to know. His best friend looked up.
"This is your phone." He said it with a matter-of-factly tone, but Oliver wasn't as surprised as he used to be. Kaz took a lot more stuff from him and sometimes, he gave it back. He couldn't give it back when it was eaten like the meat in the sandwiches. Oliver sighed.
"What do you need my phone for? You have your own."
"Yeah, but mine doesn't have your mom's number," was Kaz' argument.
"Why do you even text my mom?" Oliver wanted to know. Just as he said this, a new text came in. Kaz opened it, read it, and then handed over his best friend's phone to his best friend. He then smiled at Oliver, who had become a little cautious. What did he do to my phone and why is he smiling, was the thought crossing his mind. As if Kaz could read his mind, he answered these questions.
"I used your phone so I could ask your mom if I could stay with you tonight." Oliver's mouth fell open.
"You what?" he exclaimed. He already knew they wouldn't like Kaz staying with them, even if it's only for one night. His father was the worst when it came to school and everything else. He never saw what interests his son saw in those idiotic comic books with bright colors and fictional heroes and villains. He even told Oliver he wasn't allowed to go to the Domain and hang out with Kaz because they both were considered a bad influence!
Luckily for Oliver, his mother did appreciate the things her kid has done for Kaz and would love to learn more about the boy Oliver talked about so much whenever his father wasn't around. "What did she answer?" Oliver asked. Kaz replied with a smile which said enough.
"I'm home!" Oliver shouted when he opened the door to enter his house. Right behind him, Kaz walked in. Oliver still couldn't believe his mother agreed on having Kaz staying tonight. His dad would disapprove of it immediately, Oliver was sure of that. Why else wouldn't he want his son to be friends with someone like Kaz?
When Oliver walked into the dining room, everything was ready, just like always when he returned from a day at work in the Med. The only difference with other school days was that there were four plates instead of three. His mother put the food in the middle of the table and his father was sitting at the table. This was one of the few times Oliver could actually see and speak his father, because he was a very busy man. And like always, he was already sitting at the table, reading the newspaper he couldn't read this morning and put it down to greet his son.
His smile immediately turned into a grimace when he saw that Kaz Gordon. He definitely didn't like that boy. And he noticed his son's awkward and nervous look when looking at his dad. This time he wouldn't get a 'hey Oliver, how was work today?' but something else. "What is he doing here?" no need to tell he disapproved of Oliver's friendship with this idiot and his big family.
"Charles," said Oliver's mother, "I said he could stay here for tonight." Charles Pyne slowly turned his head to the two teenagers standing there and he eventually sighed.
"Just this evening." Charles said, making clear Kaz couldn't stay here tonight, but Kaz planned on staying anyway, whatever Charles said. Kaz took this as an invitation to come and sit at the table. He placed himself at the plate farthest away from Charles. It might have been a coincidence, but Oliver liked this coincidence. That way, his father didn't come too close to Kaz and with Oliver between them, he could keep an eye on both. His mom took the last plate remaining.
"Oh French fries!" Kaz exclaimed when he saw what they were eating that evening. He put some on his plate and began eating immediately, without taking any vegetables and he didn't even notice the steak was also ready. After he put the first one in his mouth, he nodded. "Y' know, those Frenchmen were real geniuses!"
"It's not made in France," Charles said, raising an eyebrow and Kaz looked confused.
"But they're French fries. How can they not be French?" Oliver mouthed 'stop it' to Kaz, but he either didn't see it or ignored his best friend's silent attempts to stop him before his father forbade him to see him, or grounded him. Charles sighed.
"They were made in Belgium." Charles said, and Kaz shrugged.
"Then why are they called 'French fries'?" Charles sighed and decided to give up, sending a glare at Oliver, who just looked at his plate and completely focused on cutting the meat. He hoped Kaz would just be quiet and wouldn't say anything else. Yet, he hoped too much because now his mother started asking questions.
"Why did you come over, Kaz?" she asked him. "I know there has got to be another reason than 'just staying with Oliver'." Oliver's eyes widened. Hopefully Kaz wouldn't say anything stupid. Now they saw each other the evening, they could restart the debate about Tecton's credibility, which wouldn't have to happen at school, where there are potential threats. You couldn't trust anyone, except those who would look at it as a fan boy's words like Jordan and Gus.
"My oldest brother is coming home today. Mom prepared a party to celebrate him coming back and invited a lot of family. I don't really like the pressure and now I'm here."
"Don't your parents miss you at that 'party'?" Charles asked, and Kaz shrugged.
"Nah. If I'm correct, there are about fifty relatives or more at home. They won't even know I'm missing. Maybe Kyle would notice… but he still has to be in jail for two months before he's released." Oliver mentally face-palmed. The one fact about Kaz's family which he had never told his father just came out of Kaz's mouth so easily it was unnatural. Again raised Charles his eyebrow and he looked at Oliver.
"I think we should have a private conversation when we're finished eating." It was a calm tone. It was his 'business' tone, the one he always talked in when treating patients and being important. He only used this tone when he would be talking about something serious. Last time he used that voice, he told Oliver his grandfather died and it had been just a few months before they met Skylar. Yet, that tone already made Oliver guess what they would be talking about.
"Oh! About what?" Oliver mentally face-palmed again. When he thought things couldn't get much worse…
After fifteen minutes of silence, they all were finished. Kaz got up to their room and waited there for Oliver. He waited for at least a minute before he decided he wouldn't wait in boredom and he picked the Optimo comic and continued reading it. He had come to the fourth page and Optimo was doing some serious great stuff. Kaz laughed. Man, he liked the guy! Why hasn't he showed up at the Mighty Med yet? That was one of Kaz's main thoughts. He had no idea why he hadn't showed up.
That raised another question. This wasn't his last comic. Maybe in the very last of this series he was killed and thus couldn't take care of his wife and son anymore. Maybe he died a natural way and his son became a hero. And maybe that son had to make a very difficult decision, but in the end made the right one for himself and for the people around him.
Then Oliver entered his room. He was talking for five minutes before he realized Kaz was reading the comic and wasn't paying attention. He was surprised when Oliver pulled the comic book out of his hands. He protested, "Hey! I was reading it!"
"And I've been talking to you for the past five minutes," said Oliver, "I just have one question for you: isn't it suspicious Tecton suddenly is good again?"
"If I say yes, will you give me that comic book back?" was Kaz's reply and Oliver sighed. Sometimes his friend wasn't a great help. Yet, it didn't help he was in a bad mood after his father half hour long pep talk about Kaz and how unusual his family is and how he'd better try his best at school so he could become a doctor just like his old man. Oliver had nodded and wished he could tell his dad he was a doctor, one for superheroes, but he kept quiet and immediately went to his bedroom after his father was done talking.
"No," was his answer, "what's so special about this comic book anyway?"
"Well, it's about Optimo. Do you know him?"
"I've heard of him," Oliver admitted and Kaz nodded.
"Well, he's a cool new hero – no, wait, he's old. Anyway, he is just awesome! He fights crime with telekinesis and can fly and he has this very useful Dagger of Truth which he uses to make criminals tell the truth. He…"
"Wait!" Oliver suddenly exclaimed. "Say that again."
"That."
"No," Oliver said after his friend misunderstood the question. "I meant – can you repeat what you just said about Optimo." Kaz shrugged.
"He has a useful Dagger of Truth which he uses to make criminals tell the truth. Why do I need to repeat that?" Kaz wondered, but Oliver wasn't listening anymore. He was making a plan. It was just a small plan with not so much chances of succeeding, but it was a start.
"We've seen it," Oliver said and Kaz gave him a confused look, "I mean, the day we met Captain Atomic, we were searching through the box with lost and found. In there was Optimo's Dagger of Truth. If we find it, we can use it to make Tecton tell the truth. And all the others, too. We'll find out who the mole is!" Kaz nodded, finally getting what Oliver meant.
"Yeah, there's just a small problem. We found on a desk in the lobby and we haven't seen it since. We don't know where it is, how to use it or if it even works after all these years!"
"That doesn't matter. At least we have a chance." Oliver said, and he smiled. He didn't care what his father said. He didn't care if his father told him he'd be better off without Kaz, he'd better do some good in the world by studying hard, and he'd better become a doctor.
Oliver was better off with Kaz. He'll do some good by saving the people who save the people and he studied hard by reading every comic book imaginable so they could keep up with the latest hero news. He was already a doctor. And he was going to be saving humanity again by trying to find that Dagger with Kaz at his side.
