Control {The Umbrella Academy} *Complete*

Chapter 7

What's going on?" Leta clutched her stomach as she backed away from Diego. Klaus looked at the two, Leta with tears streaming down her face and Diego bouncing his knee like he'd had too much coffee.

"I-" Leta looked at Klaus, trying to look anywhere but directly in his eyes. She could never lie to him. "The whole fiasco earlier. It got me wound up. You know, I've always been a cry baby." He nodded slowly, putting his weight from one foot to the other.

She ran a finger under her eye, Diego swapping glances with Klaus. "Well, I've got to go." Diego muttered, looking at Leta and then back at Klaus.

"Ooo, where too?"

Diego rolled his eyes, "Me. By myself Klaus."

Klaus grinned as he sloppily walked towards his brother. "Splendid. I'll get my things." He muttered, patting him on the shoulder before Diego had a chance to get away.

The knife clad brother let out a sigh, shaking his head before walking down the stairs leaving the two alone.

Leta glanced at Klaus, her heart still racing a million miles a minute as he stared at her. "Is something going on between you-" She opened her eyes wide, staying her head no. "Yeah, I just..." he let out a sigh. "It's okay if you don't want to be here you know. You can leave, pretend like none of this ever happened. Like Dad was still alive and torchering you forever like it was. Pretend the last day you were here was back when he threw you out." Klaus muttered, waving around his hand as he did so. "I wouldn't mind."

She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at him. "Why would I want that. Just cause all of this sucks doesn't mean that I didn't want to see you, you know." She bit her lip, looking over at her bedroom door. Solitude was oh so close. "I missed you Klaus. I missed all of you."

He smiled, putting a hand to his heart a bit sarcastically. "Ohhh. Get in here you big softie." He cried, pulling her into a hug. He buried his nose in her hair, not bothered by the fact that it was sopping wet. He just wanted to breath her in.

It had been too long.

He slowly let her go, looking down at her face as she warmly smiled up at his unshaven face. "If I had the choice. I never would have gone." She said. Heat began to rise in his ears as he let out a sigh.

"I missed this. Just being around you. Shut up." She wrinkled up her nose as he swatted away at something to his left.

"Someone there?" She muttered, raising an eyebrow at him. He let on a nervous smile as he continued his hostility to the left.

"Oh, you know... I'm just being my eccentric self." He stumbled back a bit, relieving himself from the embrace. She frowned a bit. He looked nervous.

"You can tell me you know." She said. Klaus looked at her, her bright blue eyes boring into him.

He laughed dryly, stumbling backwards into the wall. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." He said. He meant it too. Leta crossed her arms. She took a few steps towards him until there was a very small gap between the two.

"Your brother can teleport, sister can control people's minds with just a few words, and you Klaus can speak to the dead. Whoever or whatever it is, I think I can handle it." She said, quite sure she was right.

She was not.

While Klaus explained the situation the two of them slowly went down from standing to sitting on the floor.

"So let me get this straight. Ben, your dead brother, has been following you around like a lost puppy ever since he died. Like ever since. Like before I left, long time ago." Klaus nodded solemnly. Leta's mouth hung open a bit. "Is he here?" She asked, pulling her legs up to her chest.

He nodded, gesturing over to her side where she expectantly moved her eyes. "Right there next to you."

She smoothed down her sweatshirt a bit, not knowing what to do with her hands. "Hey." She muttered, waving at the empty space.

Klaus grinned a bit, letting out a small laugh. "He says hi back." She laughed a bit too, that is until a realization dawned on her.

"Wait, do they know?" She whispered it, but she didn't know why.

Klaus let out a heavy sigh, as if that one sentence had landed a load of bricks right onto his shoulders. "No. They wouldn't believe me. I didn't even think you would." He muttered, leaning back his head onto the wall. Leta frowned knowing he was probably right.

"I get it. It's your secret to tell, my lips are sealed." She slid her fingers across her lips like a zipper. "Besides, not like I really have anyone to tell anyhow." Leta pushed herself up, sticking down a hand to help Klaus to his unsteady feet. "You should get going. If I know Diego half as well as I think I do, he's about ready to take off without you. I'll see you later. Oh and you." She turned, gesturing to anywhere else around her. "Wherever you are. Take good care of him 'kay?"

Ben let out a laugh, nodding his head even though he knew she couldn't see him.

With that Klaus retreated down the stairs, out the front door, to the car that held Diego out in front of the building.

Leta grinned to herself, tucking her chin into her shirt as she stared at the spot occupied by Klaus just meer moments before. He had missed her. Even though she knew all of her friends knew why she had left, that she had no choice, she still always felt guilty. That they somehow blamed her. But he didn't.

She could still feel his arms pulling her tight to him. She missed that feeling.

She missed them.