I see my parents. There's two children running behind them screaming, "Mommy, Daddy!"

I have no words. They are smiling.

I go up to Warner and hold his arm so that I don't do anything I will regret. "It's okay, love." He whispers into my ear.

"My," I'm struggling to get the words out, "My parents."

I feel him tense up against me.

They see us. They see me. The smiles on their faces slowly disappear as they see me. They are only 5 feet away from us. "Juliette," my mother says. Her face is plain. She is pale, with the same blue eyes as me, blond hair.

My father is towering over my mother, like always. He was always so tall. But right now, he looks like he could shrink and crawl away. He is looking at the four guns that are hanging on my waist. Then he looks at Warner.

He has the same dark hair as me, with green eyes. They are both aging well.

"Mother, Father." I say to them.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the meeting with the rest of the civilians?" Warner asks them.

"Maybe," my father answers. "Juliette. What –"

"No," I see the two children run up to my mother. "You had more children."

"Yes," he whispers, "One is 2 years old, the other is 4 next week. A boy and a girl." His eyes aren't on me as he talks to me. His eyes are on Warner. But then I realize that Warner has one of his guns pointed at them. I lower his arm. I touch his bare skin to show my parents that I am completely harmless. Well, at least now I am.

He puts his gun down. "You can touch him," my mother says, while holding my new baby brother.

"Yeah, I can. I can touch anyone I please without hurting them. Do you want to see?"

I walk up to them and hold my arm out, about to touch my mother, surprised by how normal I sound about this situation

"Don't touch me!" she yells. But touch her anyway. Nothing happened. She looks at me with pained eyes. Her children are staring at me.

I can't help but remember all of the torture they put me through. They told me that I ruined their hopes for having any more children, yet they did. They never believed in me. Never told me to hold on and everything will work out fine. They never told me they loved me. Never, not once.

All I ever heard from them is that I am a monster, a glitch in human kind. I'm the one thing on earth that was not created right. The one thing that is meant to kill and hurt. I was the child they never wanted. They lied to me so many times. They locked me up. These two people in front of me are the people that prevented me using my whole power. The people who made me believe that I was truly a monster.

But I will never let them get to my head ever again. They made me feel like I was supposed to die. But here I am. Standing in front of them, with their two other children, and Warner.

"How come you can touch people now? That's impossible, all of the doctors said that it would never happen." My mother said to me.

"Well the doctors were wrong," Warner comes into the conversation. "Your daughter has a gift, and you people didn't let her believe that. You let her believe she was a monster and prevented her from using her true abilities."

"I'm sorry," my father says. He aggravated, "Who are you?"

"Warner," he says, "New Supreme Commander of the Reestablishment and Juliette's boyfriend."

"Really? Is that so? I don't think that possible. Why would you want to be with a monster?" my father asks, giving me a disgusted look.

"She's not a monster. She is beautiful and kind and caring and -. Do you people even care? You have probably been trying to erase her from your memories. You probably thought she was dead and the world was a better place. Well guess what. Your daughter made this world a much better place."

"For who? For you or for us?"

"For all of us!" Warner yells. He throws his hands up in the air. We are making this world a better world because your daughter has allowed us to. She killed my father, the old Supreme Commander. She trained really hard to be where she is today. If anything, she saved everybody's life."

"We know what she did. We saw." My mother says to Warner. "But that doesn't give the right to have an honorable place in the world. The power to kill any human being with your own hands is not a gift. It's a curse. She doesn't deserve to have all of the praise she gets now. We should know. We experienced it first-hand."

"You have a curse?" The little boy in my mother's arms asks.

"No," I say, "I don't. I have a gift."

"Like a present?" The little bot asks me with a thin smile on his face.

"Yeah, like a present."

"That's so cool. Mommy and Daddy haven't given me a present since last year."

"That's because it was your 3rd birthday, John. You'll get another one next week, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." He says while rolling his eyes. We go silent. They are all staring at me. I turn to Warner.

"Can we go now? We have more important things to deal with."

"Wait," Warner says. He turns to my parents (my parents… whoa). "How would you like to join us for dinner tonight?"

HOLY CRAP!

Of all things to say, the endless words in this world, that is what he says? I don't think I've ever been so angry and happy in my life. I'm mad that he asked the without even pulling me to the side and asking me first. But I'm happy that he is acting a little bit normal and actually trying to make a connection with them when just a minute ago he looked angry as hell. Oh, he is so going to get it tonight.

"We would love to. As long as you don't kill us." My mother joked. Really? What just happened to all the tension? I could just strangle her right now.

"Great! We will see you at 6 o'clock at the headquarters. Some of our friends will escort you there."

"OK. We will see you tonight. Come on kids, let's go." She turns to go, but then turns back to us. "Can we bring the kids?"

"Yes." Warner smiled at the children. Maybe he was thinking about having children of his own. And if that makes him happy, I will gladly carry all the children he wants, as long as he is happy.

But for the time being, this happy man is about to hear a lot from me.

AN: I'm sorry that i took so long to upload a story. i have been going through a lot and i just haven't found time! so i'm sorry if this chapter sucks. in all fairness, i didn't exactly know what was going to happen next but now i have everything figured out. i promise there will be Warnette scenes, Kenji, and Adam, but be patient child. i will try to update like every two weeks on Saturdays. I WILL TRY REALLY HARD! so yeah... love ya'll. Bye! Please review.