Nya POV: The emergency Borg had was about his network. He was updating it while also announcing that he was taking it down. When he heard about Kai getting kidnapped and… injured over it he felt it was his fault. He was trying to make up for it by redoing everything, as well as making sure the criminals were going to receive the maximum punishment. He was doing a lot for us, even though it really wasn't his fault. Jay, Pixal, and I decided to help out and try to talk to him. However, when we got there it was clear that he was in work mode from the moment we walked in. He tried to reassure us that he was okay, but we still stayed and helped. Besides, we all were good with this kind of work, so it wasn't any trouble. At the moment I sat at the computer facing Pixal, who was working on the opposite screen, while Jay was under the server on the right wall. He was checking the physical system to double check the connections. Borg was in his office to review all the information.

Though I could barely focus since I kept thinking about Kai. Lloyd and I want to talk to him about his dejected attitude recently. I can see right through him and know that something is on his mind. I want to believe that he hasn't lied to me about his memories so far. He's never intentionally broken a promise before and he hates lying, even if he also hates the truth. But I can't think of what else could be bothering him.

I sighed loudly and pushed myself away from the computer. That caught Pixal's attention and asked, "Is everything okay? Is there a problem?"

"No, not with this… I'm just thinking about Kai. He's making me worried with his lack of sleep." I responded. She also stopped and gave me a reassuring look.

"I am positive that Kai will recover soon. Zane has informed me that he is confident that Kai will soon take the advice of getting proper rest." She explained, which did make me feel a little better.

But that still didn't change the feeling I had, so I continued. "I know that, and I trust Zane. But… I think that Kai is holding something back."

She was surprised by that and asked, "Like what?"

I sighed again. "I'm not sure… I just think it's something bad because he won't talk about it."

That got her to really think it over. But before she could say anything got out of his spot and stretched loudly before coming over. "Alright, that shouldn't be a problem anymore."

"Good, and thanks for doing that. I know that couldn't have been fun." I said as I pointed towards the same space, but he just shook his head.

"It's not a big deal. It was actually easier than I thought." He had a smile as he pulled up suddenly.

"What are you doing?" I was so confused. But instead of answering right away he just took my seat.

"Okay, Pixal and I can finish the final touches here. You can go back and talk to your brother." So I guess he was listening to us.

"Jay, we promised Borg we'd help." I tried to argue.

But he didn't budge and just told me, "No worries, we can finish up. It's almost done anyway and you should talk with him."

"Jay is right. The next procedures are simple and they should not take too much time." Pixal added, supporting Jay. I had to stop myself from giving her a look.

"Exactly, now go. We'll see you later." He gave me a big smile before taking over my work. And I appreciate how empathic Jay can be.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him before going. I didn't stop to talk with Borg, since I saw that he was still extremely focused as I walked past. I practically ran to my bike once I was out of the building, and took off for the Monastery, and I got there in record time. And found the three talking in Zane's room with the door closed for some reason. They might be talking about Kai too, but I just let them be and headed to his room.

I gently knocked on the door and heard him say come in. As I opened the door I noticed that the growing bags under his eyes were a bit bigger, but he was playing it off with his smile.

"Hey, I thought you were at Borg Tower?" I cringed at how dead tired he sounded.

"I was, but we need to talk. So I came back early." I got right to the point and sat down next to him.

He immediately was uncomfortable and looked away without saying anything. I knew that he didn't want to talk about it, but we had to.

So I continued, "Kai, you're not being yourself, and you're not sleeping. It's concerning and on top of that you're not talking to us. We all want to help you, in every way possible. But we can't do that if you don't let us."

He still looked away, and sank into his covers, without responding. But I waited, not moving and just waited until he finally mumbled back. "It's complicated, Nya."

"Why? …Is it about your memories? Are you starting to remember?" I hated the question, and was dreading the answer. However, he shook his head and quietly sighed in relief. But that raised another question.

I cleared my throat and asked again. "Then what is it? You know just because I'm your younger sister doesn't mean you can't talk to me."

That made him laugh a little, but he went right back to his nervous state before speaking up. "I… just don't want you to be mad…"

Okay, now I am confused. "What? Why would I be mad? Did you do something?"

"Well… sort of. But…" He was getting really uncomfortable and still wasn't meeting my eyes. And that wasn't helping my train of thought right now.

"Kai, I won't be mad at you. In fact, at this point, I'll take it as a good sign that you did something reckless. It'll sound like you." I commented, smiling at my tease at him.

But that seemed to make him more nervous as he looked at me. In his eyes something told me that I was off. That's when he said, "Nya, can you… can you promise not to freak out?"

I was caught a little off-guard by that. But if it means that he'll talk with me then what choice did I have? "I promise."

He didn't look convinced, but he pushed himself upright, groaning a bit, before he spoke. "Okay, first I do want to say that it's partially my fault. They didn't know I was there and I just happened to hear. It wasn't his fault."

"What?" Now I was the one that was starting to get uncomfortable. That was mixing with a bad feeling that I wasn't going to like what I was about to hear.

He took a deep breath and told him. "Zane and Cole were in the kitchen and I followed them since I was bored. I didn't mean to, but… I overheard them, mostly Cole, talking about what happened. He said it outright what they did. To me…"

I froze. I just froze as he looked so… defeated. This was worse than what I thought.

And he continued to talk. "I still don't remember details, I just knew they were right. I couldn't talk about it there and quickly ran back to my room. I didn't mean to hide it, but it was just… I needed to think alone. I don't blame Cole either, he didn't know I was there, but I still couldn't say anything."

He might have continued on, but I didn't want him too. I wrapped him in a hug and told him, "I'm sorry you found out like that. We wanted to wait a bit before doing that. I'm sorry."

He hugged back slowly, and as well as he could. "No, don't. It's not your fault. But I do appreciate the hug…"

I didn't let go, and I didn't let it show. But I was mad, really mad. I told them to be careful. I told Cole not to say anything! I knew this would happen! And now I didn't know how to help my brother, and it was his fault.

But where do we go from here?