I'm so mad about this one. But here it is!

"How the hell did you lose Molly!" Nico shouted.

"Can you not scream, Nico." Trini growled as she placed her hand on her head. "I can't sense her heartbeat if you guys are screaming."

"Sorry, I just…I'm just scared is all…" Nico sighed.

"I know. But it'll be okay. I'm sure Molly can handle her own." Trini assured.

"Yeah, it'll all be cool, Nico." Jake waved his hand as he reached into his plastic bag for another bloody chunk of meat.

"It'll be all cool when you stop eating that in front of us." Gert scooted away from Jake.

"Hey, Lacey likes it." He tossed one of the bloody chunks into Old Laces mouth. "See?"

"That doesn't make it any better." Victor shook his head.

"R2D2 isn't allowed to talk to me directly."

Trini rolled her eyes. "Quiet."

The La Brea Tar Pit
Today

"I miss our Codenames." Molly sighed.

"Ugh." Jake rolled his eyes.

"Espara un minuto, you guys used to had codenames?" Victor raised his hand.

"We had started using them after we found out our parents were evil. We didn't wanna keep our names our parents gave us." Trini answered; leaning back in her chair.

"Yeah! Nico was Sister Grimm, Chase was Talkback, Trini was Miracle, Jake was Predator, and Gert was Arsenic." Molly informed.

"So Old Lace is a reference to the 1944 Capra movie!" Victor jabbed his thumb towards Old Lace. "You have to admire Gert's taste, huh, guys?"

"Ugh, I'm gonna go upstairs before I end up ripping his neck apart." Jack stood up.

Trini grabbed his sleeve. "You need to be nice."

"Screw off." Jake pulled his sleeve away.

"Careful, Bruiser." Chase stated as he walked down the stairs. "You get him angry enough, 'Victorious' there will probably use his robo-powers to rip the fillings out of your face."

"Please don't call me that, Chase." Victor lifted up his hand. "Whatever the evil me from that future timeline did-does-I won't become him. I've overwritten Ultron's coding."

"That's why we gotta give you a new name, Vic! Like, um…Magnet Man! Or Senor Cyborg!" Molly squealed.

"Olay!" Trini took her beanie off and swung it around.

"Codenames are for people who play games, and we're done being somebody's pawns." Gert stated as she walked in; tossing a donut into Old Lace's mouth.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Victor turned around.

"It's in the past, Victor." Nico raised her Staff. "Let's leave it there."

"That reminds me, Molly, you're supposed to be grounded." Trini waved her finger towards the youngest Runaway.

"That's right, get back to your room." Nico pointed towards the stairs.

"That's not fair, Nico! I told you, I didn't run away from our last battle!" Molly defended. "I got knocked in the water and then I had an adventure with these kids and fought an old guy with a laser whip-!"

"Regardless! You caused me to have the biggest headache I've ever had in my life searching for you. And Nico was having a titty attack." Trini tilted her head back.

Molly looked up at Nico. Who shrugged and used her staff to point at the stars. "Room. Now."

"You're not my mom!" Molly shouted.

"Lucky for you." Nico mumbled.

"And what are you doing, Chase?" Nico turned to Chase. "You were supposed to help Victor reinstall the Leapfrog's lasers four hours ago."

"Relax, boss. You've been nothing but business ever since the two of us, uh…ever since New York." Chase started.

Trini cocked a brow. "Oh?" She whispered.

"Besides," He continued, "my birthday is in two weeks, so I've been making a list of all the awesome stuff I'll finally be able to do for us once I turn eighteen. Like, buy rifle ammo, rent a tractor, pierce my upper-."

"Get to Work." Nico shot her staff at the list; transforming it into a wrench.

"Darn, I wanted to know what he was going to pierce, too." Trini snapped her fingers.

"Me, too." Gert smirked.

"You know, Alex may have been a psychotic lunatic, but most days, he was a way cooler leader than you." Chase mumbled.

"What did you say?" Nico growled.

"Ooooo, that's gotta burn." Trini got up from her seat.

"Of all the times my boyfriend has deserved to die, this may be the most deserving of all." Gert commented.

"Wait, who's Alex?" Victor turned towards Gert and Trini.

"Mind if I take this one, Trinket?" Gert motioned her hand towards the hallway.

"Field trip!" Trini nodded as she headed towards the stairs. "I think I'm gonna go take a nap anyways."

Upstairs

"Wow, you're actually gonna sleep without Mancha next to you?" Jake stood at her door.

Trini smiled. "Actually, we didn't sleep together."

"Oh, really?"

"I knew your nosey ass would be listening in. So I said what I said. When you past out, I snuck Vic back to his room." Trini smirked.

Jake narrowed her eyes. "You were trying to make me jealous?"

"Why would you use the word Jealous? I don't care if you're jealous or not." She shrugged.

"Yes you do." Jake walked forward.

"No I-." She turned around to see Jake standing in front of her. "I don't."

"Face it, Princess. You want me back in that bed." He pointed at the bed.

"How come just a couple of minutes ago, you told me to screw off and now you're trying to whoo me?" She crossed her arms.

"You didn't sleep with Mancha. I don't feel angry anymore."

"Really, that's what was bothering you? You're an idiot." Trini shook her head.

"No need for harsh words. I'm not cruel to you." He grabbed her arm. "Come on. For old times' sake?"

"No." She narrowed her eyes.

"Why don't you wanna start something with me?"

"One, it's cliché. Two, you're a vampire. And three, no."

"Cliché?" Jake cocked a brow. "I think it's hot."

Trini scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm not even gonna try."

"Then don't try." He brought her hand to his mouth; pecking it softly. "Just do."

He leaned forward and kissed he forehead. "Whattya say?"

Trini sighed and looked up at him. "Okay."

Well, there you go. Sorta...