MARCH!?! Okay then...

I tried not to get angry again.

I put a hand on Lenora's shoulder. "Keep calm."

"I'm trying."

I smiled to Anna. "Sorry, I've got to... take a breather." I stepped quickly away, out behind the warehouse. I really needed something besides punching walls... but here I was, punching a wall. I slammed my fist into it over and over till it bled. I didn't stop. Why was I such a controlling idiot? Why couldn't I just give her powers back? My skin was torn to shreds on my knuckles, but I kept on punching.

"I should go stop him," I mumbled loud enough for Christine to hear before walking outside, "Luke! Stop!"

I heard Lenora's voice and stopped, blood streaming down my arm and my knuckles worn down enough to see the white of my bone. I looked up at her.

"You really need to stop punching walls."

"Probably..." I quickly healed my knuckles. "I also need to stop being such a douchebag."

"You aren't your just trying to protect me. I get it. I may not like it, but I get it."

I breahted heavily as I hung my head. "Maybe... I don't know. I'm sorry, Lenora... sorry you're stuck with me."

"I'm not. You're my cousin, and your practically my older brother, even if that is a bit annoying sometimes."

I chuckled. "Well, thank you... For being here."

"You're welcome. Thanks for saving Christine and me."

"No problem." I smiled. "Just another day on the job."

"By the way I knew you were a spy before we teamed up too."

"yeah... I know. I could read your mind, remember?"

"Bleh."

I chuckled. "But, I've got to give you credit; Sherlock couldn't get crap out of your head."

"Thanks."

"yeah... he's been upping his game, though... which is why he could penetrate your defences this time."

"Ugh."

"No kidding."

"What if he brainwashes me?" I asked quietly.

"Then I'll un-brainwash you."

"What if you can't get to me?"