I had gotten a message the other day asking if this was a sequel to something else I've written. It is. It's second in a series (that I just decided to reorder), but you can (I guess) read this as a stand alone, you might be slightly confused at parts, but you can read it alone. Like I said, it's third in a series (I really wish FanFiction had a 'create series' button or something, I have this also posted on AO3 in a series) The series (Which I have named the 'Let's Be Okay' series) goes:
1. You're Okay
2. I'm Okay
3. We're Okay (used to be second, but I changed it to third)
4. (Not posted yet)
5. It'll Be Okay (just a thing of one shots that happen in between the stories)
You don't have to read the others, you'll be a little confused, but not something that's too big for you to fill in the gaps.
The last chapter.
I'm Okay
Epilogue
Orange was never a color he wore very often, and there was a reason for that. It made him look older, well, older than he felt. When he wore the color it made him appear as his actual age. Sixty.
Of course, he was happy; he wasn't happy that he was currently sitting in a jail cell waiting his trial. And he was sort of mad that Krei wasn't caught. But she's alive. Abigail was alive. His daughter was alive, just like he said she would be.
What would your daughter think if she ever knew what you did?
Is this what Abigail would have wanted?
He sighed and leaned back to stare at the ceiling from his bunk. He had gotten his daughter back, he hasn't seen her since those few seconds when he was being pushing into a police cruiser, but he got her back. Alive, breathing, healthy. Back. She was back.
I want my daughter back.
Hiro wants his brother back. Cass wants her nephew back.
"Ah, dammit." He sat up with a huff. "Guard!" He stood up and walked over to the cell bars. "Guard!" He wrapped his hands on two of the vertical bars. He leaned his head against them as he waited.
The guard made his way to the cell, and took his time. "What?" He asked looking at the prisoner before him.
"I have another confession to make."
He got his daughter back, it was only fair to give Hiro back his brother, and Cass back her nephew.
Twenty minutes later, the same police officers that arrested him, the detective in charge of the case, and his lawyer were all in the same room.
"What now, Callaghan?"
The middle-aged man sat back in his seat, a slightly pleased look on his face. "Tadashi Hamada is alive."
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The San Fransokyo SWAT team has never gotten ready and took off faster than they did then. Not only was the person they were going to retrieve on a remote, quarantined island, but he was also locked in a room, a room he had been in for the past two weeks.
They had to hurry.
"All we know is that he's in a room and it's locked." Officer Sato, the lead of the team said over the sounds of the helicopter blades as they flew towards the island. "It's nothing but a big maze in there, so we need to split up, cover more ground, but try not to lose your way." She spoke a little louder than her normal volume of voice.
When the helicopters landed, they looked everywhere in that building; hallway after hallway after hallway after hallway, every room was checked, opened and unlocked.
After three hours of searching and researching the entire building, they were about to call into the jail and get Callaghan to tell them specifically how to get to the room they were looking for.
Until someone found it.
"Got a locked room over here!"
Sato rushed over to the door and gave a small knock on it at the same time saying "Hello?"
Half of her mind wasn't expecting someone to answer her. "Yes?"
She instructed him to stay away from the door and immediately had her guys break the door down. They let it crash to the ground as they rushed into the room, two of her team carrying a stretcher.
"It's okay, Tadashi, you're okay." She gently told him when he seemed to shrink back from everything.
Took her by surprise when he started laughing a little.
"Yeah," He nodded when he sobered up. "I'm okay."
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Thank you guys ever so much for reading this.
I still have one supershortsupersupershort story to add to this series. Then it's done. (not including any little one shot ideas I get in this little universe I seem to have created.
Just a little thing to note, I'm not awesome at actually completing ANYTHING i write. So for me to write this series that began with a one shot of just Hiro having a panic attack, and to turn it into a little series with some odd hundred thousand words (the length of a short novel!) Is crazy to me. And I really appreciate you all reading it, sticking with me, and putting up with my erratic postings.