A/N: And we are back for another chapter of Scientist! Last week we reached a milestone. There are now over a hundred people following this story! I think I literally almost started crying. You can't believe how happy I am! Part of me is still in shock that so many of you guys are taking the time to read especially considering how nervous I was when I hit submit on the first chapter. Seriously! It blows my mind! Thank you! To all of you!

This chapter is all action and plot. I had a lot of fun writing it. So sit back and enjoy!

"Daddy!" gasped Abigail. Her entire body tensed under his arm.

"Abigail! No, wait!" he hissed desperately. It was too late though. Abigail pulled herself out from under his arm and pushed herself to her feet. Without even looking back, she sprinted to her living room.

He stumbled to his feet and followed after Abigail. He got as far as the doorway before he froze in place. Abigail had flung herself into the arms of a tall man dressed completely in black save for the white and red kabuki mask pushed up on the top of his head. They both held each other tightly, as though they were afraid the other would disappear like a wisp of smoke in the wind. It was probably the first time in a very long time that they had hugged, let alone touched, one another. As stomach churning as it was to him to see the infamous Supervillain that Vera was supposed to be predicting the actions of, the one who was probably definitely working with Hydra in some capacity, he ducked behind the corner of the wall to give father and daughter some privacy.

"Daddy," Abigail demanded as she pulled away from his chest. She still clung to his coat tightly enough to leave marks on the leather. "I've been worried sick about you! What were you thinking? Where have you been?"

"I know, I know." sighed Dr. Robert Callaghan, "I'm sorry I made you worry."

"I'm just glad you're safe." Abigail told him before hugging him once more. "They've been looking everywhere for you."

Dr. Callaghan didn't look dangerous. Well, okay, the red and white kabuki mask a bit sinister looking but other than that Callaghan wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He looked like a father and a college professor underneath all the black and leather. It was so easy to see the bright, innovative scientist that Robert Callaghan was in this moment. He felt a surge of awe run through his body. This was the man who'd invented magnetic bearing servos and written the laws of robotics! He almost wished he had a copy of popular science for Callaghan to autograph. He could only imagine Vera's response to that. She'd probably rub her temples and remind him that Callaghan was a Supervillain.

Callaghan was a Supervillain! He felt his nerves steadily creeping upwards. Suddenly that significant fact came rushing back to him like a freight train. Sure Dr. Callaghan looked benign enough at the moment but that didn't mean much of anything. He'd spent enough sickening time in the company of various Hydra agents to know that just because a person looked benign didn't always mean that a person was benign. There was a reason that Robert Callaghan had been sent to prison. He'd tried to kill a man and several other innocent bystanders. He'd stolen the intellectual property of several students, not just the one student as previously believed. Callaghan had probably use one of his students to gain access to the rest of Big Hero 6's work, one of which had been turned into an intended murder weapon. Then there was the fact that many people believed him guilty of arson and murdering a student though the court was unable to prove it.

"Again, I'm so sorry sweetheart." Callaghan told her, "Now I need you to do something for me."

"What do you need?" Abigail asked. She gave him another worried look. Callaghan, however, didn't seem to notice. This time it was he who pulled away from Abigail. He looked down at her, meeting her eye with a piercingly desperate look, while keeping a firm grip on her shoulders.

"I need you to grab your things. Clothes, books, whatever you think you'll need to get out of San Fransokyo for awhile, and come with me." Callaghan told her. His voice, like his eyes, were dripping with desperateness.

"Daddy, what are you talking about?" Abigail laughed a little as she squeezed Callaghan's hands on her shoulder. Nervous laughter he realized. He wondered if maybe it was time for him to step in. Let Dr. Callaghan know that Abigail wasn't alone in the apartment. Before he even had a chance to think anymore about it, Dr. Callaghan shook his head.

"Abigail, you need to come with me." he told her giving her a light shake.

"Come with you where? I don't understand. Daddy, I love you but you're supposed to be in prison. What you did to Krei was wrong."

Callaghan's face changed. Suddenly, he didn't look so much like a father or a college professor. He looked like a man who was haunted. The way Callaghan frowned at Abigail definitely made him nervous. Callaghan let go of Abigail's shoulders and took a step back from her. Shaking his head, he said, "I've had a lot of time to think in prison."

Abigail didn't say anything. Neither did he. Instead he hid behind the doorway corner and listened. A small niggling feeling burrowed through his mind. What exactly would Callaghan do if he realized that Chiune was there... watching and listening. He definitely didn't want to think about what Callaghan would do to him if he realized he with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Callaghan waved his hands through the air as he spoke. "Abigail, the world is broken. There should be rules, laws, that govern it. Keep it from destroying itself. Something has made those laws turn on themselves though. Something has made our society ineffective and turned it on its head. I've been given the chance to fix it Abigail. To fix society. To use my skills to make the world a better place again. I want your help. I want you to stand beside me, just as you always have."

"Daddy," Abigail said slowly, "I have no idea what you're talking about. Do you realize how… how crazy you sound right now? With all this 'the world is broken' and 'I want to fix it' stuff?"

Chiune bit his lip. That really didn't sound like the best thing to say to someone who sounded crazy. Because every nut job liked to have it pointed out how crazy they sounded. Callaghan only sighed though. It was a good thing that he was talking to his daughter. At least there would be restraint on any anger that Callaghan felt towards her. He didn't know where this was going. He just knew it wasn't going to be good. "I know, this sounds like the rantings of a madman Abby but the people who broke me out of jail, they agree with me."

"Agree with what precisely?" Abigail asked. He didn't miss how her voice dropped down an octave sharply. It was the same angry tone she'd spoken to him when he'd first arrived at her apartment. The one she used to describe her frustration towards the authorities not believing her when she told them she had no idea where her father was. His fingers dug into door frame as he listened on baited breath.

"That too many criminals walk free while their heartbroken victims are sent to prison to rot for the rest of their lives. Any and all good work they might have done, fading into obscurity." Callaghan told her in a grim tone. What made it even worse was the fact that the way he said it, didn't sound crazy. It just made him sound bitter.

Callaghan hasn't given up his revenge fantasy! The sudden thought struck him across the face like a slap. His jaw fell open in shock. He had to cover his mouth to keep himself from gasping and giving away the fact that he was there at all.

"After all this time…" mumbled Abigail, shaking her head. "After all this time you still blame Krei!"

"He took you away from me!" Callaghan growled.

"But I came back!" snapped Abigail. The anger in her voice was raw, demanding. "That used to be enough for you. What happened to make you change your mind?"

"The people who broke me out of prison, Hydra, made me think about it. Made me realize that Krei and so many others still have to atone for their crimes. Why should it just be me sitting in prison when Krei is just as guilty as I am?"

And bam! There it was. The hard and fast proof Coulson had been waiting on, straight from the culprit's mouth. Doctor Robert Callaghan had indeed been broken out of prison by Hydra and now seemed to be operating under the assumption that he was going to play some dark anti-hero. He felt like he was going to be sick.

"I made a choice!" Abigail shouted. "I had a choice in the matter and I chose to do the demonstration. I knew the risks Daddy. You think I didn't but I did! I made a choice just like Krei did. Just like you did!"

Callaghan looked like he was about to say something more but then Abigail gave a heavy sigh. Her shoulders slumped forward and she stared at the ground. "I'm sorry," she whispered shaking her head, "I don't want to fight with you. I've just been so worried about you is all."

"I don't want to fight with you either sweetheart." Callaghan admitted, sounding just as he had before he'd gone off on his tirade about the world being broken. Abigail let her father take her hands in his. He gave them a squeeze as he smiled gently at her. "But I do want you to come with me."

"No, Daddy," Abigail told him firmly. "If you keep running, if you go through with…whatever it is that you and these Hydra people have planned, something bad is going to happen to you. I can feel it."

Callaghan laughed lightly, "Nothing will happen to me."

Abigail's firm look didn't falter from her face. "You have to turn yourself in. If you go peacefully, everything will be alright."

His gut clenched as he saw Callaghan's face change once again. The change was subtle. He doubted that Abigail even noticed it. The way Callaghan's eyes darkened and his mouth pulled at the corner. There was a deep pain behind it and Abigail was causing it. His anxiety rushed through him, stabbing at his middle.

"I can't turn myself in Abigail." Callaghan said, his voice cold. "It's too late for that."

"No, it isn't Daddy," insisted Abigail. She was squeezing Callaghan's hands now. The look on her face was a mixture of determination and softness. She just wanted her father safe. Judging by the look on Callaghan's face, he didn't quite see it that way. "It will be alright."

"No it won't Abigail." Callaghan said sternly.

"I have a friend who works with S.H.I.E.L.D. He's a scientist, like you. I can have him call his…" Abigail started, even turning towards the direction of her kitchen where she must have assumed that he was still in. However, she cut herself off with a sharp cry of pain. "Daddy!" she gasped in shock.

Callaghan's hands were wrapped around her forearms in a vice grip. "You're working with S.H.I.E.L.D.?" he demanded angrily.

The vibration that had preceded Callaghan's arrival began to hum through the apartment again. He could feel it through the wall, shooting up his arm and down his spine. He swallowed the hard lump that had formed in his throat as he drew his hand away from the doorframe. He cast a nervous glance at Callaghan and Abigail.

"Ow! Dad!" hissed Abigail as she jerked away from Callaghan's grip. "I'm not working with anyone but did you really think that no one would come and ask me questions? I visit you every other weekend in prison. They thought I knew something!"

"They sent some of their agents after me. They tried to kill me, did your scientist friend tell you that?"

"No… he didn't but," Abigail answered quickly. "They didn't really try to hurt you, did they?"

"Hydra had to eliminate them so I could get away." replied Callaghan. Chiune winced at the coldness in Dr. Callaghan's voice. Well. Now he at least knew for sure what had happened to the investigating agents. "And now you're telling me you've gone and made friends with S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you have any idea what they could do to you? What have you told them?" demanded Callaghan.

"N...nothing." Abigail stammered as she took a step away from him. It was like she was seeing the Supervillain everyone had told her Robert Callaghan, esteemed doctor of robotics, had become for the first time. Her eyes were wide with shock and horror. That's when Callaghan finally noticed what he was standing in. The research nest that Chiune had built. Every single file from nearly eight of ten boxes worth of project notes and data was strewn at his feet.

The look he gave Abigail was heartbreakingly disappointed. It marred his face for a split second before it vanished without a trace. A grim sort of controlled anger settled over him instead. He waved his hand in the direction of the files on the floor. "He's here now isn't he? The S.H.I.E.L.D. scientist. He's in the apartment."

There was no denying it. Abigail was a pilot, not a scientist. It wasn't like she could say it had been her that had been going through his old research.

"Daddy! You're scaring me." Abigail told him as she continued to back away from Callaghan. Callaghan didn't even seem to notice the blatant fear in Abigail's eyes. The vibration continued. It didn't grow or ease, but remained at a steady pace.

"Where is he?" Callaghan snapped, slicing his hand through the air. When Abigail didn't answer him right away, he took a step forward. His boots stomping on his research and creating a dull thud. He raised his hand threateningly, stabbing his finger in Abigail's direction. There was a darkness in his eyes. Chiune didn't think. He leapt from behind the door frame.

"Abigail!" he yelled as he sprang forward into the living room.

Abigail spun to face him while Callaghan's eyes flashed up to him. Their eyes met and Chiune grit his teeth. He let every ounce of warning fill his eyes as he glared straight at the Supervillain. Then Callaghan just simply stopped.

Callaghan's eyes went wide. He drew back a few steps in surprise. His entire face was pale, as though he'd seen a ghost. His lips formed soundless words as he stared directly at Chiune. He shook his head in disbelief, grabbing at the mask at the top of his head. "It's not possible!" he sputtered right before he pulled the kabuki mask down over his face and cut Chiune's view off.

The vibration suddenly grew louder. The broken shards of glass that had once been Abigail's living room windows began to bounce rapidly on the floor. Then, joining the vibrating, came the whooshing sound they had heard earlier. His eyes went wide.

Rising into view outside the broken windows were the hive drones he thought he'd destroyed before leaving Hydra.

Abigail gasped at his side and he felt as though he were about to be violently ill. Apparently, he hadn't done a very good job at destroying everything. The little bee-like robots were tiny. There were enough of them that their little helicopter wings sounded like a dull roar of thunder. With a series of clicks and whirs, shining metal barbs appeared on the hive drones fronts. Those were new. He hadn't put those barbs on them despite the fact that his Hydra supervisors had wanted the drones even more weaponized than what they were. They hadn't thought being sliced to ribbons by hundreds of little wings sufficient. The barbs were probably Hydra's addition. They bobbed up and down menacingly, following the movement of Callaghan's hands. That's when he noticed Callaghan's gloves.

Wires rose from the black material around his hand and wrapped around his arm. A small pang of irritation went through him. Dual controls, both manual and neurocranial to accommodate for the increased capabilities of the hive drones. Why hadn't he thought of that? Callaghan could control a few select drones manually with his mind while programming the others to perform a set function at once and then reprogram them at the drop of a hat. It was brilliant. The power of the hard drive on Callaghan's glove had to be immense to perform the necessary actions.

The crescendo of ringing made him remember what exactly was going on. "Daddy! Please stop!" begged Abigail.

Callaghan didn't say anything. He simply shook his head. "It's too late for that now."

The hive drones rushed through the shattered windows. Hundreds if not thousands of them swarmed the living room. Abigail screamed as they came. The force of air displaced by their propellers created a tornado of wind in the living room. Callaghan's abandoned research notes and projects whipped around the room combining with the broken shards of glass to create a deadly maelstrom. The power and force was enough to move some of the furniture in the room. Abigail cried out in pain and raised her arms to protect her head and face. He winced as he felt both barbs and wings cut into him. Vaguely he was aware of the trickles of blood that were streaming down his skin. He didn't care though.

He threw himself against Abigail, latching on to her middle and dragging her to the cover of her overturned coffee table which was now thrown against the far wall. He pressed himself against Abigail, barely feeling the stinging of the hive drones, glass, papers, and debris.

What felt like hours later, though it was probably only seconds, the maelstrom stopped. The vibration stopped. The debris stopped spinning. Everything went silent save for Abigail's ragged breathing.

He looked up. Callaghan was no longer in the apartment. The hive drones were gone. The living room was in shambles with paper, furniture, knick-knacks, and glass strewn about. The only thing that was left was a beat up and devastated Abigail Callaghan.

X X X

"Howard Stark's breakthroughs in the area of applied physics, blah… blah… blah… Yes! Gummi bear!" Hiro picked up the green gummi bear that was sitting in the middle of his textbook and smiled at it triumphantly. He hated studying as a general rule but with Fred's super awesome gummi bear technique, Hiro was pretty certain that he could make it through his chapter. Granted, he already knew most of this stuff but he'd rather not get to his exam and choke. Honey Lemon had urging him to study more as of late and she had really been pushing it since he and the rest of the team had discovered Callaghan's escape. Hiro suspected that they were desperately trying to get him to focus on anything else besides Callaghan. Even Baymax was no exception. All night before, Baymax had done nothing but play dumb cat videos on his video monitor in his chest. There was a conspiracy going on. Hiro could smell it.

Speaking of Baymax…

Hiro swiveled around his seat. The robot was still deflated and his charging suitcase in the back corner of his lab. Hiro frowned and scrunched his nose up in displeasure. It had been over twenty-four hours and the search had yet to be completed. Baymax was supposed to activate the minute it was completed so that he could share the results but there hadn't been so much as a blip yet from him. Hiro turned back around to face his desk, folding his arms against his chest and staring down at the words on the page of his textbook. Absentmindedly, he picked up the red gummi bear that was covering a paragraph towards the bottom and popped it in his mouth. He hadn't read to that passage yet but he didn't particularly care.

God! He wanted that scan to hurry up and be completed. Tadashi would've laughed at him and called him impatient or bonehead or possibly even both. A pang of sadness pierced him. Hiro cast a glance up at the framed picture up on the shelf above his head. The group shot of Tadashi and the rest of the gang that GoGo had taped him into in the corner of. He'd sat it above his head on purpose just so he could feel as though Tadashi was literally watching over him. "Don't worry Nii-chan." he whispered under his breath in promise, "Callaghan isn't going to get away with this."

Hiro stared up at the picture for a little while longer, just until his eyes started to sting and water. He shook it off and looked back at his textbook. Again he scrunched up his nose in irritation. Hiro ate the last gummi bear of the page and snapped the book shut. Studying was dumb anyways. He grabbed his project notebook, the one with all his ideas and schematics for Baymax in it. At this point he was just digging for something other than the search for Callaghan to focus on. It was more than a little difficult though when he was staring at the schematics for something that had been Tadashi's brain child. He gave a loud groan and flung himself backwards in his chair, throwing the worn and battered notebook over his face. Yep! Tadashi definitely would've had something snarky to say about his impatience.

"Several of Professor Callaghan's former students used to have labs in this part of the Institute." a voice drifted through the closed door of his lab. It was followed by a pair of heels clicking on the floor. "Some of them are still graduate students here but have labs in another part of the building."

"I see," came the familiar voice of a particular investigator from a particular government agency that Hiro didn't care for in particular. He sat bolt upright in his chair. There was no mistaking Vanellope Delle's shadowed silhouette as she followed her tour guide down the hall. Hiro jumped out of his seat.

"What's Delle doing here?" he growled under his breath as he cracked his lab door open to get a better look at her.

"Did Dr. Callaghan have a lot of students?" she asked curiously. Hiro had to duck back out of sight as Delle turned about to look at the hall of labs. She seemed completely oblivious to his presence.

"He was the Department Chair of Robotics so yes, I'd say he had quite a few students." the secretary showing her around said. He sounded a bit irate with her which was no real problem to Hiro. It was good to know that he and the rest of his friends weren't the only ones who couldn't stand Delle.

"I read somewhere that he personally mentored quite a few students. Is that true?" she asked her tour guide.

Both Hiro and the tour guide snorted under their breath. The tour guide, however, got a venomous glare from Delle. He cleared his throat awkwardly before answering. "Yes, ah, Professor Callaghan did chose three or four of the most promising students to mentor each year. Some of them continued to work with him after they graduated from the Institute, right up until he, uh…"

"Faked his death?" supplied Delle matter of factly. The secretary only nodded.

"I suppose the last group of students who really knew him well have all graduated now." Delle mused. She said it so quietly that Hiro doubted that she had meant for it to be even heard by her tour guide. He raised his eyebrow. What exactly did Vanellope Delle want? What was her angle? First Krei Tech and now SFIT. The lady was up to something and a rather large part of him wanted to know what it was. Perhaps he and Baymax would suit up and follow her back to where ever it was she was staying at to find out. Maybe he'd even confront her. The leader of Big Hero 6 could be incredibly intimidating, no matter what GoGo said. He smirked a little as he envisioned the possibility.

The secretary started to say something else, possibly to move Delle to another part of the building. However before he could, a cell phone went off. Delle reached into the pocket of her suit jacket and pulled out her phone. She flashed a smile to her tour guide. "Will you please excuse me a minute. I've got to take this." she told him, moving off to the side and closer to the door of Hiro's lab. She turned towards the door, giving him a full view of her sneaky little face.

"What's up?" she answered brightly. Then she blinked in confusion before pinching the bridge of her nose. "Chiune… Chiune! Slow down. I wasn't ready for that Niagara Falls word dump. Now what about a hospital?"

Delle listened for the other person's response. The color drained out of her face and her eyes went as wide as one of GoGo's discs. "What do you mean you're at the hospital. Are you alright? Just hang on a moment. I'll be right there."

She started to turn away but the person on the other end must have said something to stop her because Delle froze in place. "Say that again?" she whispered in complete and utter horror.

There was an icy pause as she listened to what the other person had to say. There was a beep from inside Hiro's lab as Baymax activated and inflated. "Greetings Hiro. The results from the scan you initiated are ready to be compiled and analyzed."

"Are you sure he really attacked her?" she pressed. "Are you positive that it was Callaghan attacking his own daughter?"

Hiro froze. What he'd just heard, that wasn't possible! There was no way! "Hiro, you're neurotransmitters are indicating that you have just received some kind of shock. Possible treatments include…"

"Shh Baymax!" hissed Hiro as he pushed himself closer to the door.

Delle pressed her phone between her head and shoulder and twisted the mother-of-pearl bracelet around her wrist for a couple of moments. Her face was still pale and her hands seemed to be shaking. What had happened to the cold, rude Vanellope Delle that he'd seen in Krei's office? The one that didn't seem to have any issues bullying another for the answers that she wanted. This definitely didn't jive with the image he had of her in his mind.

"No!" Delle said suddenly, "Just… just stay where you are. I'll come get you. Just sit tight. I'll be there as quick as I can."

Delle pulled the phone away from her ear and ended the call. She stood there, in complete and utter silence, for awhile. She massaged her temples and shook her head as though she were trying reconcile something in her head. "Maybe he has gone crazy," she whispered to herself in complete disbelief.

"Miss Delle?" called the secretary. He was visibly annoyed with her now. "Is everything alright?"

A quick and sudden change came over Delle. It was like someone had flipped a switch. Turning to face the secretary, she smiled a smile that was too wide and turned to face her tour guide. "I'm so sorry but something's just come up. Do you mind if I come back another time to finish the tour?"

The secretary scowled but said, "Of course. That won't be a problem."

"Thank you. I'll just show myself out." she told him with a cheery wave. However, as she started back down the hall, Hiro noted that the color still hadn't returned to her face. He was a little preoccupied though to give it much more thought.

He closed the lab door with a soft click and looked at Baymax. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. "Call the others Baymax. We don't need to analyze any scan. Callaghan's here… in San Fransokyo."

And apparently, he'd just attacked his daughter. Hiro had a very bad feeling about this.

Sneak Peek at Next Week's Chapter:

"Trap"

"Callaghan knew Big Hero 6 personally. Or at least one of the members." she paused, "I knew there was a connection there. I could sense it when I talked to Krei but if Big Hero 6 did indeed know Callaghan personally and vice versa then, well… it takes something to create a Superhero just as much as it takes something to create a Supervillain.

XXX

"Find that robot and its creator and we'll probably have the first member of Big Hero 6. Have I mentioned how cool that healthcare companion robot is yet?"

XXX

"Vanellope Delle…" Hiro gasped suddenly at the realization. He looked up abruptly and met every one of his friends surprised glances. "That's it! She's our different angle!"

XXX

"Hey, uh, not to interrupt or anything but…" Fred started as he frowned at the computer screen before him, "you guys might want to take a look at this. We got a hit on the blog I set up."

Thanks to everyone who is following and favorited! Special thanks to last chapter's reviewers:

APTX4869-Kaito: Glad you're enjoying the story!

Vanellopes (Anon reviewer): I had to infer a lot when it came to Abigail's personality. She only has a few lines of dialogue in the film so there's not a lot to go on. I figured she was extremely close to her father hence the reason Callaghan was at the demonstration and the revenge plot. I also thought that Abigail would be pretty headstrong and kind of a firecracker personality. The kid took the know how her dad gave her and went out bot fighting. Abigail most likely has guts so I wanted to showcase that. As for the Tadashi/Abigail relationship that was completely unintentional. The minute I decided that I kind of liked the pairing, a million and one headcanons came into being. As for Vera and Baymax, they get a scene together with Hiro later on. It was definitely an interesting dynamic to write!

InsanityIsClarity: Coincidentally, in the original version of this story (i.e. before I edited it and cut out a plot element) Chiune/Tadashi was actually searching for GoGo. Originally, I put her fanon!name on the notes but then I thought that would make it just a bit too easy for him. Thus the change occurred. I didn't realize just how ironic it was for him to be looking for himself until you readers pointed it out to me. Irony, though, is my favorite literary device!

UntitledJoy: Soon! Hiro and Tadashi will meet soon! Please just bear with me a couple chapters more. Thank you for continuing to read. It means a lot to hear someone say that the story gets better and better with each chapter.

Tony18: No, I don't think it's weird for you to be curious as to how Vera will react to learning that Callaghan stole more than just Hiro's microbots. That will actually pop up in the next chapter. As far as Chiune/Tadashi's interactions with Abigail, I wanted to write him as not only sympathetic but as compassionate as well. I can't see him being the kind of person who would look down upon another or try to change a person's mind over sticking by the side of someone who's made a mistake. In a lot of ways he feels as though he is guilty of doing bad things too, such as working for Hydra despite not really having a choice. He understands.

Mitsukii1701: Wow! A Spanish speaker/reader reading my story! That is way too cool. English is not an easy language to learn and you have my full respect! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story as well as for writing in. Your review really made me smile. Your English does not suck. It just takes practice. Know this! You're English is a thousand times better than my Spanish! Thank you so much for your review!

ColorQuill: The suspense was fun to write too! It one of the best things about writing action.

Sabeloid: Lol, yeah Callaghan's timing leaves much to be desired. So close. So, so, so close. However, the irony of the entire situation is rather funny because you're right. All Chiune/Tadashi has to do to find the student connected to Callaghan is look in the mirror. Sometimes I think I have to much fun with things like that.

Allanna Stone: There are plenty more twists coming your way!

aki: No yelling please haha. Writing Chiune/Tadashi as he was looking at the Baymax schematics was fun. He's such a little nerd so of course he would freak himself out over it. Part of me is kicking around a oneshot where he finds out that he is Baymax's inventor. Remember that scene in the movie where he finally gets Baymax up and running? Yeah, there would be a lot of that crazy arm swinging shenanigan.

Silver-09: You're not wrong when it comes to your predictions for the chapter entitled "Catalyst." Nope, Callaghan didn't use an izbutomiut on Abigail's apartment. Just the nasty little bugs that Hydra forced Chiune/Tadashi to work on while he was held captive.

bukalay: Oh yes, there would be lots of confusion if Chiune/Tadashi used Baymax's deactivation code. Doesn't quite go down that way but that would be a fun scene to write. Maybe that would even be a fun oneshot to explore. I could totally see Chiune/Tadashi experimenting with Baymax (but still being extremely hesitant) after the events of this story. I'm sure there are all sorts of craziness that he could get into as he's rediscovering Baymax.