Control {The Umbrella Academy} *Complete*

Chapter 25

"Oh lord." The man collapsed to the ground, a large thud vibrating the under their feet. Five grouced, watching as Leta jumped out of the way.

Klaus let out a laugh, covering his mouth. "Lee, what did you do!"

"Um. I think I made him fall asleep." She muttered, looking down at her hands.

Five got up and looked down at him. "Since when can you do that?"

She blinked a couple of times, glancing over at the spot where Pogo had been standing. "I'd guess since now? I've never done that before. Self defense I guess." Klaus put a hand on her shoulder as they looked down at the unconscious man. "So... what now?"

"Let him cool off." Five said, putting down his finished cup and raising Leta's discarded one to his lips. "He needs it."

That was something they could all agree on.

Five turned and disappeared into a portal, leaving Leta and Klaus alone in the kitchen. "Sooo. My place or yours?" he asked, lips by her ear. She quirked up the corner of her lip, pulling his arms around her neck. She kissed his wrists, sighing with pleasure as he breathed into her neck.

"Your call. As long as the door closes."

*~*

Leta sat on the end of the bed, Klaus behind her with his legs crossed, he was working out the knots in her shoulders, being careful to avoid her healing wounds. A light groan echoed from her lips, fingers gripping her jeans. "You know that was one of my favorite shirts right?" She chuckled, hands running across the tare.

"Well it helped save one of your favorite brothers, so it served itself well." Klaus shrugged, putting his weight into a particularly angry knott. She hissed, arching her spine. "Christ, are you trying to kill me?"

He laughed, putting an elbow to her lower left shoulder blade. "Just disarm, I only need you pacified."

Leta put a hand to the back of her neck, closing her eyes and letting out a pleased sigh. "Well, you've succeeded. I am pacified." He laid down, pulling her down next to him. Klaus wrapped an arm around her shoulders and traced circles on her collarbone. "I'm sorry about how they treated you back there Klaus. I wish they saw in you what I do."

He blew out a sigh. "Well, if everyone treated me like you do, then I wouldn't love you as much."

She rolled over, glancing into his bright green eyes. "That can't be, I'm way prettier than Luther." He chuckled and put a hand to the side of her head.

"That you are. That you are." She glanced down at his lips, taking in the warmth of his hand on her cheek.

She moved in, closing her eyes, this was it.

"Get up!"

"Five!" Klaus let go of Leta as she bolted upright, glaring at the boy. He seemed amused.

Klaus sat up as well, tiredly tilting his head. "Where are we going?"

Five rocked back on his heels, popping his hands into his coat pockets. "To save the world."

Klaus chuckled, flopping back down onto the mattress. "Oh, is that all." Leta pulled down her shirt in embarrassment, kneeing Klaus in the side. "Ow! What was that for?"

"So Pogo said Dad killed himself to get us all back together right?" Five asked, setting down next to her and straightening a bit of her stray hair.

Klaus slid out from behind the two, stretching out and searching for his vest. "Yeah? So what?"

Five turned, pulling his leg up onto the bed and looking at his brother. "So, I've been thinking." Leta stood, grabbing Klaus's vest off the chair to her left and gave it to him. He smiled appreciatively, pulling it on. "I had to jump to the future to figure out how it happened, but Dad can't time travel, so how'd the crazy bastard actually know how to kill himself the week before the end of the world."

She turned back to him, setting her hands on her hips. "I had figured that out about half an hour ago."

"Shut up. Anyway, the truth is our whole lives he's been telling us we'd save the world from an impending apocalypse."

"Yeah," Klaus sighed, inspecting himself in the mirror, "but I always just thought that was to scare us into doing the dishes." Leta snickered, running her finger up his side.

"Me too!" Five called, waving a finger at thin air. "But, what if the old man really knew what was going to happen?"

She turned to Five, leaning on Klaus's back. "And that's where I got stuck. How did he know? It would be impossible for any human being to know the exact date of the apocalypse without being there."

"I have no idea how he knew, but the fact remains he got the plan to work, here we are, together again. And since we're here, we might as well save the world."

Leta rolled her eyes at Five, "So, just the three of us, tough guy?"

He shrugged, tapping his finger tips together. "Not ideally, no. But with the big guy unconscious, and Allison and Diego gone-"

Leta raised up a hand, trying to call their attention. "-Actually-"

"-We're all that we have left."

Diego ran down the hallway, Five turning his attention to the man. "Where have you been?"

"Prison." he and Leta called at the same time. He came back to the room, harness in hand and strapping it on. "It's a long story, where Luther?"

Leta let out a nervous laugh, "Another long story, but to shorten it, unconscious on the kitchen floor." Diego held up a hand, putting it back down before he said anything stupid.

"Whatever, Allison is in danger." is what he decided on finally.

Leta's heart dropped. "She didn't!" He nodded.

Five grabbed the bridge of his nose. "What did she do?"

"She went after Harold by herself." Diego called, sliding knives into their respective sleeves.

"We better go wake up Luther then." Five muttered, teleporting out of the room. Leta let out a groan, grabbing Klaus around the waist and dragging him out of the room and back to the kitchen. Luther was still lying there in the spot they had left him in an hour ago. Five stood over him, smacking the man on the cheek. "Man, what did you give him?"

She shrugged, going down onto her knees and putting a finger on his forehead. He instantly shot up, confusion written on his face.

Five scrunched together his eyebrow, looking at the woman as she smiled to herself. "What did you do?"

She let out a small laugh, grabbing Klaus's hand to help herself up. "I told him the only thing I knew would get his ass in gear."

"Which was?" Five folded his arms as he looked at her intrigued.

"Allison was in trouble."