Five snuck away, entering the courtyard. It's over, they're all back in 2019 and there's no impending apocalypse to stop anymore. It's been six months since then, it's their birthdays together. Five has gotten pension from the commission, very much to renovate the whole manor and still live comfortably for many years to come. Still, though. They're all still working on getting money for each of them and their descendants.

As Five aged up since they gave past them the correct equation for time travel, Five is applying to be a time and frequency scientist, there's this one place that offers them a great deal of money. Allison has returned to be an actress and a Broadway sign language interpreter, she also got shared custody of Claire. Vanya has returned to her place as a first-chair violinist in an orchestra and a violin teacher. Klaus is still looking for acting agencies, he refuses to ride Allison's fame by using the same acting agency or use the name 'Hargreeves' as a stage name. Diego is learning business management to continue Reginald's company, wanting to alter it so it'll be Diego's company and not Reginald's company, maybe making knives instead of umbrellas. Luther is applying to be an astronomer, using his experience on the moon and his research as a selling point.

Five stopped in front of Ben's plaque. They've only heard of Ben's death through Vanya's book, they never said goodbye to Ben nor get a chance of seeing him again past thirteen. Not that he lived so much longer after that, Vanya's book revealed. Five touched the edge of the plaque. Their brother. Their dead brother, whom they'll never see again. Not now, nowhere in the future. There'll be no Ben 2.0.

"Five!" Five turned their back to see Luther with a silly party hat. "What are you doing back here, lonely and gloomy like that? Come on, join your other siblings!"

"Ben would've loved joining us," Five said, looking at the plaque. Luther sighed, standing next to them. "What really happened?"

"I happened," Luther said, his fingers brushing over the plaque. "There was a mission, and they separated us both from the rest of the team. Both of us were constantly attacked, Ben asked for my help. But for some reason, I couldn't help. He died."

"How did everyone react?" Five asked, looking at Luther. Luther sighed sadly.

"Terribly," Luther answered. "Diego called me an incompetent leader and picked fights with me more and more. Vanya wouldn't talk to me. Klaus wouldn't leave their room. Allison met me less, and even then it's tense. Dad-" Luther shook his head. "Dad was the worst."

"He made you create Katrina, didn't he?" Five asked. Luther didn't answer, but as they say, actions sometimes speak louder than words.

"But I loved her," Luther finally answered after a while, slowly nodding his head. "Only to kill her before she can take her first breath. I know it's not really murder since she's not even alive, but I don't like considering her not alive. It made me feel like she was never someone when she was someone huge to me."

"I'm sure Katrina is having a great time in wherever she is, proudly watching her father's achievements," Five pats Luther's back. Luther nods, strolling away. Five followed him, to notice that he stopped in front of Katrina's plaque.

"I'm thinking about being a father again," Luther announced to them. "I'm waiting for Mx Wood to give me the green light before I start the adoption process, but I feel like I'm ready to let the grief go. I didn't want to lose my uterus because I wanted to conceive, but I couldn't after my transformation, so why not?" Luther shrugged. Five held his hand softly.

Mx Wood is a therapist Five recommended him to go to after they've come back to 2019, one Grace said has sworn to never even reference what they heard with them, not that they will. It's against their ethical code, so he should be safe. Even with all the crazy stories he tells, Mx Wood never judged him. Never once gave him a judgemental look. Mx Wood has been very helpful, helping him cope with the news of Five being his twin or Allison rumouring him.

"Are you sure?" Five looked up to see Luther in the face, not seeing a single doubt in his eyes. No, he looked as determined as it gets.

"I'm done destroying myself over things I can't control, like Katrina's death, my transformation, Ben's death, Diego's sacrifice, or your disappearance." Luther elaborated. "I still have my temper problem, I'm fixing it. As I said, I'm waiting until Mx Wood gives me a green light before starting the adoption process and signing up for parenting classes. It's going to take a while, but it'll be worth it."

"And the money?" Five asked. Luther chuckled.

"Our father was a literal billionaire," Luther said. "I'm an astronomer and it pays great money. I'll be able to afford it."

"I can't wait," Five chuckled. Luther smiled.

"Neither can I," Luther said. "I'll miss her every day, but I'm ready to let her go."

"Does anyone else know about this?" Five asked. Luther shook his head.

"I only told Mx Wood," Luther revealed. "Now, you. I want to know all I'll have to do before announcing it, making sure that I have the appropriate resources."

"I'm very proud of you, Lu-" Five smiled, hugging their younger twin brother. Luther hugged them back. "You'll be a great father, I believe in you."

"Thanks, Five-" Luther nodded, pulling himself away from Five.

"You've been carrying us behind your back, you're trained for this."

"Do you think I'll be like Dad?" Luther asked. Five furrowed their brows as they frowned. "I mean, I spent most of my life with him. I grew up with him. Everyone did, but I spent the most time with him. Do you think I'll be like him?"

"You won't," Five decided. "You'll be nothing like him. You noticed his mistakes in parenting us and you noticed your own weaknesses, and you're working to fix what you can. You'll be nothing like Dad."

"Hopefully-" Luther nodded, looking up. "Hopefully, I'll be nothing like him."

"And you won't-" Five nodded. "Have you thought of names?"

"If it's female, I'll go with her predecessor's name, Katrina," Luther revealed. "If it's male, it's Kai."

"Katrina or Kai," Five scoffed. "You must have a thing for names starting with K."

"You could say-" Luther snorted.

"Good luck, I believe in you."