"What happened?" Amelie looked down at both Moira and Sombra with a near murderous intent.

"Funny you should ask..." Sombra bit her lower lip, nervously looking up at Amelie.

"What's so funny?" Gabriel appeared from behind her, smoke emanating from his raging form.

"Alright, I'm sure we can explain all this without resolving to unnecessary -" She was cut off as Gabriel put his hand on her should softly. Well, it felt softly, only it was there was impatience and rage behind it.

"What happened?" Gabriel repeated for Amelie, making sure they knew he wasn't going to ask anymore. Sombra coughed.

"Well, you see...Victoria can...teleport..?" Sombra held the baby girl close to her chest, knowing she was what was keeping her alive and uninjured from her parents. Victoria clapped struggled in her aunts arms. "I promise you she can escape my hold if she wanted to." She laughed nervously.

Gabriel looked at Amelie in concern and she in turn did the same. Both their eyes traveled between the Mexican and the Irish, and ultimately down to their daughter.

"Really?" Amelie's anger dropped and went to pick up Victoria from Sombra's arms. "Is this true, mon ange?" She asked her child, who in turn tilted her head in confusion at the question.

"She was a few moments ago. Really good at it too." Moira stepped in, away from Gabriel's hot hand. "In fact, she evaded us fairly well, as you can see how we destroyed your kitchen." She gestured to the floor. Gabriel ignored the damages and walked over to Victoria and Amelie. He took her into his arms and cradled her gently, trying to get her to sleep.

"Vamos mija." Gabriel said, getting her to fall asleep. "Duermete." He sighed, she promptly yawned before falling asleep. "I was worried about this." He admitted to Amelie, who took a deep breath and rubbed her temples.

"I was hoping she didn't have anything." Amelie closed the distance between her and Gabriel, looking down at Victoria. "Maybe its all she has..?" Amelie looked up at Gabriel's eyes.

"She has some form of healing...she healed me." Gabriel reminded.

"We're going to have to teach her somehow." Amelie spoke softly.

"Maybe the shadow stepping, but definitely not the healing. I don't even do that...hell, I've never seen any medic do it like that." Gabriel admitted. "Whatever she does and has...I fear she'll have to figure it out on her own." He looked disappointed in himself.

"No." Amelie said with conviction. "She won't. She'll have us." She stroked Gabriel's cheek. "We may not know how to help her, but she'll be far from being on her own." She assured her love. Gabriel could only nod as he pressed is cheek into Amelie's lovely hand, losing himself in her tender touch.

"We'll..." Sombra coughed awkwardly. "go into town to get new plates and table...don't..." She found it difficult to speak.

"Mind us." Moira finished for her as she pulled her out the door and closed it behind them.

"Do you think we should lock them out?" Amelie asked jokingly, kissing Gabriel's chin.

"We should." He chuckled. "But they'll probably break in somehow." He laughed.

"You're right." She agreed.

"Come on." He took her by the hand. "Let's go put her in her crib." He motioned his head down towards Victoria.

"Yes, let's." Amelie nodded.