There was not one moment Cooper wasn't looking around his surroundings when heading home that night. He knew his family was smart, and they knew what they were doing if they were trying to kill him. Cooper was determined to outsmart them.

Once inside, he went straight for his outside cameras and monitors. He had hidden cameras situated around every corner of his house, safety included by C.H.R.O.M.E. He had went a step ahead and had motion lights put up as well with each camera.

It was 11:00 at night. Cooper was watching his cameras on a laptop in his darkened and quiet home. He planned to stay next to the laptop all night if he had too. It would alert him when any movement was made, and Cooper knew he was a light sleeper. The silent house would have driven anyone else up a wall. Cooper was used to it. He stared at the cameras until he fell asleep.

Cooper woke from his normal alarm. The first thing he did was check the cameras to see if any of his lights had been activated. None had. It seemed to have been just a normal night. He left his laptop up with the cameras and began to get himself ready to leave, still feeling wary about going outside. Last night made him feel like he was being watched, and by each window he passed, he felt the same feeling. He didn't feel safe. He locked up his house and quickly hurried to the agency, but if he was being watched, he made sure not to show he was concerned.

"I feel like I'm being watched every minute." Cooper said. He pulled Finn aside to tell his findings from the night.

"Is it because your mind believes they are watching you?" Finn asked. "I'm not a psychologist, but something about that seems that it could happen."

"I don't know, Finn. But something makes me feel unsafe when at home. I know you have offered your home and I know you say they are trying to get into my head, but-"

"It looks like they already have gotten to you." Finn interrupted. He noticed right away Cooper's face was more strained and wary than usual. He was usually very laid back but not this time. He was the complete opposite. "I think you need to take some time and just forget this entire situation, just for a little while. Relax yourself and try not to get so worked up. If anything, stay here tonight. C.H.R.O.M.E is the safest place out of my house and yours combined."

"That might work to help me ease my mind." Cooper sighed. He did need to relax. They were just trying to get into his head and make him believe false information. He left for his office without another word and took a deep breath as he started up his computer. Perhaps doing regular maintenance work for the agency would help make his mind forget. He pulled up his email.

One new email. Unknown address.

Cooper felt as if everything he had just prepared himself to do flew right out the window. He felt his stomach drop as he clicked on the email without hesitation.

'We have her. If you do not come to save her, she will die.'

Oh, was Cooper confused. "She is already dead.." He muttered to himself. In no way was he going to respond back to the email. He deleted it instantly. As soon as he deleted it, another popped up by the same unknown address.

'We know where you are. We know you are ignoring. It won't help her.'

Cooper was becoming freaked out now for sure. He quickly looked around his office for any sign of a camera. He had a sudden thought of his clone from the past setting up a camera. (Read 'Forgotten Friendship: Retold'!) Perhaps his computer had a virus, but remembered it had an antivirus software, as all the technology in the building did. He deleted that email as well and braced himself for another. This one was delayed, but still popped up. Cooper opened it up.

'Nothing you do will stop us. You know where we are.'

Cooper had enough. He knew where they were. It was time to stop lying to himself. He knew where they were. He knew who they were talking about, and he knew about everyone involved. He decided to check in with four certain cars to see if possibly, they had anything to do with this situation.

"I have a few more questions for you." Cooper said, as he came upon the familiar group of Mercedes in the agency's cellar. The four looked up at him. There was a black '64 300SE, a silver '60 Roadster, a dark grey Mclaren, and a pearl white SLS AMG. A particularly high end group of cars in a cellar.

"I thought you had forgotten about us." The elder 300 said. His name is William.

"Are you coming to us finally because your family is contacting you?" The Roadster asked. Her name was Clara.

"How do you know about them?" Cooper asked. This was shocking and almost scary news to him.

"You're very observant to your family line..." The Mclaren muttered under his breath. His name was Jack.

"We're your relatives!" Noah cried out, obviously annoyed at the lack of knowledge here. He was the SLS.

Cooper hadn't moved.

"Your uncle and auntie want you dead." Clara smiled an evil smile. "And we were so close too."

"No, we're still close." William said softly. "Our turn is over. Now, it's time for Alfie and Amelia to take their shot."

Cooper didn't say one word. He turned around and his tires screeched as he sped away. He was not going to listen to this. He thought of them as liars, however, they were not lying. Cooper was in danger.

"Finn, I need your help." Cooper radioed. He was in his office, locking up everything and shutting down any equipment.

"What's wrong, Cooper?" Finn responded.

"I cannot sit on my situation any longer. I must end this."

"I'm on my way."

Cooper had just left his office when Finn and Holley braked in front of him.

"Do you have your bulletproof armor equipped?" Holley asked.

"I forgot.." Cooper admitted. In times like this when he was rushed, Cooper forgot almost every time.

"Cooper, please make sure you do before we leave. We have to get Siddeley ready." Finn said. He didn't like the fact Cooper was going out on what seemed like a mission, because every time he did, he got hurt in some way. But he knew to let this situation slide and let Cooper do what he needed.

"Right. But we must act fast. I know exactly where they are." Cooper nodded and squealed away once more.

"It's not often I see Cooper going more than 10 miles an hour." Holley said.

"He is a very anxious car right now." Finn said. "We better hurry with Siddeley."

It didn't take long for Cooper to be equipped with his bulletproof metal. He looked the same, however, major areas, such as his hood and fenders, were replaced with a bulletproof material. Cooper had somewhat mentally prepared himself for facing his family after so many years. One thing he was most concerned about was his younger sister. Did she hate him? Did his parents teach her to hate him? What was she like? This was almost too much for Cooper to even think about. He hadn't seen Millie since she was 3 years old. About 17 years ago. He dreaded the fact she might have hatred for him.