(Before we start this Chapter, I just want to be completely transparent with you guys- Yes, this Miles is based off of Miles Morales from SpiderMan into the Spider-Verse. He won't have a significant role to play in this fanfiction as of right now, but I plan on writing a sequal to this fanfiction that has an alternative ending of Umbrella Academy Season one in the sequal. The sequal will just be a side project as of right now that will include Three main Universe's; The movie MCU universe, The SpiderMan into The Spider Verse world, and Umbrella Academy. It's just gonna be until they come out with season two of Umbrella Academy, but I'll probably write on it for a while.

Annnnnny ways, Enjoy the newest chapter! And please, tell me what you think!)

Ray hadn't seen Klaus in two weeks. Two weeks of mixed emotions all from hatred to grief, wondering if this was it between them. Ray had missed two weeks of work too, knowing she had enough sick days to last her 3 months. If Ray was being honest, she felt overwhelmingly sad at the prospect of not seeing Klaus again but it felt like a betrayal. He had told her he was getting clean, that he was better but he wasn't and Ray should have picked up on that. She knew what drug addicts were like and still... Ray still believed that he wouldn't lie to her.

Ray put her face into her pillow and screamed in frustration. It was 2 PM and she hadn't gotten out of bed except to shower, then returning to her room like it was her lair. Ray's phone suddenly went off and Ray picked it up, the words saying 'New Text Message.' Ray unlocked her phone and saw that it was from Klaus. She put the phone back down, resisting the urge to read the text message. He probably thought if her gave her two weeks to calm down that she would be over it but she'd be damned if she was going to make it easy for him.

"Ray, someone to see you." It was Lip at her door.

"If it's who I think it is, tell him to piss off!" Ray yelled at the door.

"I didn't know you were expecting me but damn Ray, where's the love?" It was most definitely not Klaus. It took Ray a few seconds to put the voice to a face.

"Give me a second!" Ray jumped up, finding a pair of acid washed blue jeans that were thrown on her desk, quickly shimmying them on then throwing a sweater over her head. She pulled two socks on then slid her feet into a pair of old vans, looking in the mirror at herself. She had two loose braids that were a little bit messed up but it was better then nothing.

ray threw open her door to see her best friend from school, Miles. (Played by Keiynan Lonsdale )

"Miles!" Ray jumped into his out stretched arms. "Oh my God, what are you doing here? I thought you went to New York?" Ray pulled back and stared at him. "You're real right?? I'm not having some realistic dream, right?"

"I mean you could be but I don't think a dream could replicate these good looks." He winked at her with a cheeky grin. Ray pushed his shoulder with a laugh.

"The same old Miles. What are you doing back here?" She asked again, confused but still very happy to see a familiar face that brought comfort to her.

"Why don't we go on a walk and talk?" Miles gestured towards the stairs.

"Oh okay, sure." Ray walked down the stairs with Miles following, his hand on her lower back keeping her steady as she walked down the stairs. This was most definitely the same Miles that she knew; polite and sweet. Miles grabbed his coat from the rack by the door, shrugging it on and opening the door for Ray with a cheeky grin.

"After you, Madam." ray rolled her eyes at him.

"You still haven't changed, have you?"

"Is that a bad thing?" He retorted.

"Maybe." Ray stuck out her tongue at him with a grin. Miles grinned at her, then waved towards the kitchen. Ray glanced to the kitchen to see Fiona in the kitchen, smiling at the two of them.

"It was nice seeing you Fiona!" Miles called towards her.

"You too, Miles." Fiona waved at them. "You two have fun!" Ray glared at her as she walked out the door but Fiona just blew her a kiss.

"Sorry about Fiona, she makes everything awkward." Ray said as she walked down the street, rubbing the back of her head awkwardly. Miles just waved her off.

"Nah, I get it. My parents are the same way.. But you already know that, don't you?" He asked with a side smile. Ray laughed.

"That I do. Remember that time," Ray started. "When you took me to the Halloween dance in freshman year and they made us matching costumes and forced us to wear them, making us pose for pictures and everything. Man, I was so mortified." Miles chuckled.

"Don't remind me of that.." Miles put his hands in his pockets as they walked, glancing over at Ray. "It looks the same at your house as it always was.. Is Frank still..?" He drifted off with the question.

"Is Frank still Frank? Yeah, he is." Ray looked down at the ground as they walked. "But let's not talk about that. How's your family? How's your Uncle Aaron?" Ray asked.

Miles looked away from her. "My Uncle Aaron.. He died, murdered actually." Miles said quietly. Ray stopped in shock.

"Miles.. I'm so sorry.. How- What,"

"Kingpin happened. Notorious New York mobster, ever heard of him?" He asked. Ray nodded.

"Yeah.. Kingpin. Spider Man took him down; The new one, that is... Kingpin murdered your Uncle Aaron?" She asked, confused. Miles nodded.

"You knew my Uncle Aaron always got around the bad crowd.. This was just that again only this time he lost his life because of it."

"Oh my God, I'm so fucking sorry." Ray muttered. She grabbed Miles hand, stopping him. "Miles, I mean it. I'm really sorry." Miles smiled at her.

"I know you do Ray. You always do, even if it's not your fault." Miles squeezed her hand. "The reason I'm here is because I got a message from Fiona. She said she was worried about you, said you were going through some tough stuff. She asked me if I could just call you up or something but I figured, why not just come down here and see my best friend? You know?"

"You came all the way here, for me?" Ray asked, astounded.

"Don't act so surprised, you are my best friend you know; no matter how far apart we are." He stared into her eyes, his hand slowly going to her face, his thumb tucked under her chin as he held her face. "You haven't changed a bit, you know that?" He said quietly.

"Neither have you.." Ray told him, a small smile on her face. About 30 seconds went by and then suddenly,

"Ahem." Ray And Miles jumped apart, Ray looking in front of her to see.. Klaus. Her happy smile turned into a cold blooded glare.

"What are you doing here?" Ray asked with an accusatory tone. Klaus glared at Miles But his eyes went soft when they landed back on Ray.

"I-I need to talk to you."

"Why now? You had two weeks to talk to me." Ray told him, her arms crossed in a defensive stance.

"Ray, please." Klaus begged. Ray's defensive stance loosened and her shoulders sagged with a sigh. Miles looked from Ray to Klaus.

"I'll let you two talk. I'll see you soon though, okay?" Miles said to her. Ray smiled at him.

"Okay Miles. You know my number still, right?" She asked. He grinned at her as he started walking away.

"Memorized it since the day you gave it to me all those years ago." He winked at her then turned around and started walking away.

"Who the hell is he?" Klaus asked with a disgusted face.

"That's none of your concern, now is it? We're not together anymore, didn't you get the hint that night or were you too fucked to remember? Now, what do you have to tell me that's so important?" Ray asked, a hand on her hip. She wasn't going to just forgive him just because he laid on the puppy dog eyes. Klaus looked like he had been crushed by what she just said but continued on regardless.

"My Dad died last night." Klaus told her quietly. "I just got out of rehab the night it happened, that's why I hadn't called or texted, I'm sorry." Ray's whole demeanor changed at that moment. Even if Klaus didn't like his Dad, Ray was sure it still affected him. Ray walked towards Klaus and pulled him into a hug.

Klaus graciously accepted her hug, wrapping his arms around her with a grin. Ben shook his head with a sigh at Klaus. "I'm so so sorry Klaus.." Ray muttered in his ear.

"You didn't even like Dad, be honest." Klaus glared at Ben and mouthed, 'Piss off.' Klaus pulled back, his hands on Ray's shoulders.

"I was wondering.. would you go with me to the funeral? It's today.. I really need you there, I haven't seen my family in so long and I just.. I don't- I'm nervous. For the time in a long time, I'm nervous. I haven't seen them in 14 years and I really need someone with me."

"Klaus..." Ray rubbed the back of her head. "I don't even know your family, wouldn't I be out of place? I mean, I would feel really.. awkward."

"Oh, yeah.. I understand." He looked away, disappointment evident on his face. Ray swore internally, buckling.

"I'll go." She told him quickly. Klaus turned to her with a grin.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Great! One thing I need to tell you though.. My family.." Ray held up her hand.

"I already know. I found out that night at the Fundraiser when I was looking for you. I tried using Siri to call you but instead Siri looked you up and yeah.." Ray glanced away, feeling embarrassed about invading his privacy.

"Damn that Siri." He muttered. "So you know then.. about me?" He asked quietly, staring at her, his eyes vulnerable in that moment.

"I do." Ray said quietly.

"And you're not.. freaked out? You don't think I'm some sort of weirdo?" He asked her.

"Of course not. Look at me, I was some mini soldier as a kid. I have no room to judge." Ray smiled at him, the smiled Klaus cherished to death. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, I can let the cat out of the bag then. I know you probably think I'm delusional but every time you've ever heard me mutter to myself I was actually talking to my brother Ben." Klaus gestured of to Ben, but when Ray looked over to where he gestured, saw no one.

"Hi Ben." Ray waved to him.

"He says Hi back." Klaus told her. "He's the only ghost that doesn't go away.. no matter how many drugs I take, he never disappears. Sometimes it's nice, other times.. Well he can get annoying."

"Is that why you do it?" Ray asked him, her eyes sad. "Because of the ghosts?" Klaus looked away, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

"Some of it. You could always blame it on my fucked up childhood but.. yeah. We should go, we're gonna be late and hoho, if I'm the last one there, I'll miss the whole party."

Klaus was silent most of the drive to his fathers house. Every now and then Ray would glance over to him. He looked disheveled, the rehab bracelet still on, his clothes rumpled. He smelled of alcohol and stale bread, or at least that's the only way Ray could describe it.

"You know," Ray started. "I think there's easier ways." Klaus looked over to her confused.

"Huh?" He uttered.

"Taking drugs to get rid of the ghosts; I think there's other ways to handle it. The first option doesn't always have to be drugs, Klaus."

"We're back to this, huh?" He muttered.

"Yeah, we are." Ray said bluntly, attitude evident in her voice. "Just because you don't want to talk about it doesn't mean we're not going to."

"Let me stop you right there, Little Miss Righteous." Klaus started, his eyes coldly boring into her. "Unless you've had to live your whole life with ghosts haunting your every fucking movement, then I don't think you understand." Klaus turned back to the window after that. It was a few minutes until Ray said anything more.

"I didn't have a ghost haunting my every move, I had my Madre. I may not know what it's like to deal with dead people, but I sure as hell know what it's like dealing with someone there at every moment of every day, fearing them and what they want from you.. But maybe I don't know, maybe our experiences are totally different. I won't claim to know exactly how you feel but I know one thing for sure; there are many different ways to deal with it. Drugs may be the easiest solution but that doesn't mean it's the best."

Klaus said nothing to that. He didn't say another word until they pulled up to Sir Reginald Hargreeves Mansion. "Oh how nice, it looks just the same as I remembered; dreadful and gloomy." He muttered, getting out of the car. Ray got out after, staring up at the giant mansion.

"You lived here?" She asked, astonishment in her voice. Klaus nodded.

"Yeah, unfortunately. Just because it looks nice, doesn't mean it is." He told her. Ray looked to him, the sympathy clear in her brown eyes. Klaus just motioned for her to follow him.

"Should I have changed?" Ray asked him quietly as they walked in. "Like in black?" Klaus glanced at her outfit and grinned.

"I mean, I think you look great so don't worry. The bastard doesn't deserve the black anyway, the only reason I'm wearing black is because half of my wardrobe is made up of black... And because I didn't have a change of clothes in rehab." He muttered the last part.

"Yeah, about that. They only hold you for two days normally. What'd you do?" Ray asked, her eyes narrowed at the back of his head as she followed him into a foyer that was upstairs. Ray wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings as she talked, but the place was extremely gawdy.

"Well you see here.." He started as he began trifling through the drawers. "I might have, and this is a maybe- Tried to leave then punched one of the rehab center whatever's in the face.." He mumbled the last part. Ray stared at him, her mouth open in shock. Klaus's head came up, staring at her sheepishly. "I was trying to get out to see you." He told her, his voice high pitched in embarrassment. Ray sighed, leaning against the desk.

"I don't even know what to say right now.." Ray then looked around, her eyebrows furrowed. "Is this your Dad's office?" She questioned him.

"Yes, yes it is." He answered, still trifling through drawers.

"So.. Why are you getting into his things?" Ray asked him, her eyebrow raised at him. He glanced at her, then kept going.

"Because, that bastard didn't give us a thing as children. I'm just taking what he owes; our inheritance." He muttered. Ray knew how that felt.

"Makes sense." She agreed. Klaus's head came up, surprised that she was actually agreeing with him. Suddenly a woman came through the door. She was dark skinned, her hair was long and blonde, she wore a blue button down that was tied in a knot, and pair of black suit pants.

"Klaus?" The woman questioned curiously, walking over. She eyed Ray and Ray gave the woman a polite smile. "What are ya doing in here?" The woman asked casually but it seemed she knew what he was doing already.

"Allison!" Klaus got up from the floor, giving her a grin. "Wow, is that you?" He asked. "Hey come here." He opened his arms up and gave her a quick hug, pulling back and then letting go. "Hey I was uh hoping to see you actually because I.. Wanted to get your autograph added to my colllllection!" He gave her a cheeky grin as he put his chin on his hands. The woman who Ray now knew as Allison, picked up the band on his wrist, looking over it.

"Just out of rehab?" She asked him.

"No, no I'm done with all that." Ray gave him a look but didn't say anything. "You know, I came down here to see if the old man.. was really gone." He told her dramatically, looking away as if in deep thought. "And he is!" His head turned to her, a grin on her face. "Yayyyyyyyyy!" Klaus clapped.

Allison gave him a smile, shaking her head at him. Ray turned her head, chuckling into her shoulder. "You know how I know? Because if he was, not one of us would be allowed to step foot into this room. He was always in here, our whole childhood," Klaus sat down in the leather chair.

"Plotting his next torment. Remember how he used to look at us?" He asked pointing towards the picture that was hanging up on the wall. "That scowl? Thank Christ he's not our real father so we couldn't inherit those cold dead eyes!" He grabbed his eye lids, pulling them up so his eyes bugged out at Allison and Ray. They both laughed at his antics.

"And who is this?" Allison asked, turning to Ray. Ray stuck out her hand.

"This is Freckles, my girlfriend." Klaus splayed out his hands towards Ray as if to say 'Ta-dah.'

"Ex- girlfriend. Leah Gallagher, but everyone calls me Ray." Allison took her hand, shaking it.

"It's nice to meet you Ray. It's good knowing Klaus has someone here for him."

"Yeah well.. So am I." Ray smiled at Allison softly.

"Get out of his chair." A voice demanded. They all turned to stare at a very bulky man with dirty blonde hair, a black turtle neck shirt with a heavy grey overcoat.

Ray frowned at the man. it might have been the day of the funeral but that didn't mean they couldn't all be nice to each other. "Oh wow, Luther." Klaus started, getting out of the chair. He didn't even pay mind to his attitude towards Klaus, leading Ray to believe this was a regular thing. "You've uh really filled out over the years, yeah?" Klaus mock flexed at him.

"Klaus-" Luther started. Klaus held out his hand to stop him

"Save the lecture, I was already leaving so-" He pointed towards the door. "You guys can talk among yourselves." Klaus motioned for Ray to follow him as he was about to pass Luther, but Luther put his arm out to stop him.

"Drop it." He ordered, staring holes into Klaus.

"Ex-squeeze me?" Klaus asked, playing dumb. Ray sighed through her nostrils at Klaus. He didn't know when to stop.

Do it, now." Luther glared at him. They stared at each other for a few seconds, Klaus's mouth open in fake shock then finally he huffed, pulling his arm out of Luther's grip.

"Fine!" Klaus walked back over to the desk then turning around to face Luther. "It's just an advance on our inheritance!" He said loudly as he made a show of dropping the stolen items. Ray put her head into her hand, peaking through as she watched him drop everything on the ground. "That's all it is!" Klaus started walking away but stopped next to Luther.

"No need to get your little panties in a bunch." He said mockingly then walked out. Everyone in the room sighed.

"I am soooo sorry about him." Ray said to Luther and Allison apologetically.

"It's fine." They both said in unison. Luther and Allison looked at each other with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name." Luther told Ray, turning to her. "who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Leah but call me Ray. I'm Klaus's-"

"Girlfriend?" He asked, interrupting her.

"Ex- Girlfriend." Allison told him. Luther looked at Ray, perplexed.

"Why would you date Klaus?" He asked. "No offense but you don't look like... his type." Luther said with thin lips.

"You mean a drug addict?" Ray asked bluntly, her eyebrow raised at him.

"Yeah, that."

"He's a good guy, that's why. Even with how much of a butthead he is.. He's wonderful.." ray told him. Luther looked away from her, feeling embarrassed about what her had said about Klaus to Ray.

"Sounds like you still have feelings for him." Allison said to her, a little smile on her face.

"Even if I did- which I don't so, you know please don't get this mixed up- What Klaus needs is not what I can give him. Now if you'll excuse me, I probably need to find him. It was nice meeting both of you." Ray left the room, looking around for Klaus. When she didn't find him she sighed, walking towards the entrance to wait.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" A voice asked. Ray turned to see a guy with black spiked up hair and a cut on the side of his face, wearing a black body suit..? With gear attached to it.

"I-I'm here with Klaus. And you are?" She asked. The man looked her up and down then stuck out his hand.

"Diego." He told her. Ray took his hand and she shook it but he pulled her closer to him. "Now be honest," he started, whispering in her ear. "Did Klaus take you here against you will?"

"What?" Ray asked, shocked and confused at the question until she saw the grin on his face. He let her go then.

"Sorry it's just, you're not usually the type of person Klaus hangs around."

"So I've been told.." Ray muttered. "Do you by any chance know where Klaus is?" Ray asked. Diego shrugged at her.

"My best guess is he's probably somewhere stealing something valuable of our Daddy dearest. Not that the bastard didn't deserve it but.." Diego trailed off.

"You know," Ray looked to him. "I'm starting to think that maybe your guys's Dad was some sort of Bastard." She grinned at him and Diego chuckled.

"That he was. I assume you know of our fluffy family history." Ray shrugged at him.

"I know some of it. Not enough to know what any of you or your siblings names are, but I heard about the whole powers thing, and I hear that there's a talking monkey. I'd say that your family is as fucked up as mine, but we don't have a talking monkey unless you would count my little brother, Carl. Although.. I hear this monkey is quite smart and Carl, oh poor sweet Carl.."

"So our family minus the powers?" He asked, a smirk on his face.

"And the money." Ray added.

"Well that sounds shitty. As fucked as our childhood was, at least we ate everyday."

"Who's to say I don't eat everyday?" Ray asked him.

"You're practically a twig, come on don't lie." He joked with her. Ray looked down at herself.

"I have curves, damn you!" She protested mockingly.

"That.. you do." He muttered, staring at her body, then back up at her face. He was about to say something else when another woman walked out of the living room. She was about the same height as Ray, maybe a little taller with long dark hair in a bun. She looked tired, Ray noted.

"I heard voices and I just.." She said softly. Diego looked at her for a moment with a bitter face then walked into the living room where the woman had just left.

"Hi, I'm Ray." Ray gave the woman a warm smile, feeling as if she needed it.

"Vanya." She told her quietly. They shook hands and stared at each other for a moment. "You look familiar." Vanya told her.

"So do you.. You wouldn't happen to play the violin would you?" Ray asked. A lightbulb turned on in Vanya's head seemingly.

"You're the girl that always uses the theater I play in to practice dancing with that big hula-hoop." Ray smiled.

"That's me. You sat and watched me that one day." Ray remembered the day.

It was just another day of practicing a hobby that would never go any further without a degree or submitting into theater choreography but Ray did it nonetheless. Her dreams may have been unacheiveable, but she kept on.

It was a particular day when the Ray was coming in and the band that always practiced there was coming out, that someone stopped to watch her as she practiced. It was a woman, sitting in one of the seats, hugging a violin case, watching her, her eyes glued to Ray.

Ray made sure to give all of her effort into that practice, feeling the woman's eyes on her. Finally when she was done, the woman clapped for her. It gave Ray a sense of comfort and pride, happy that the woman enjoyed it.

Ray walked down the stage to talk to the woman but the woman had already left.

"You're a beautiful dancer." Vanya complimented her. "I'd like to watch you perform sometimes." Ray shook her head.

"Oh no, no, I don't perform. It's just a hobby."

"What about performing?" A voice asked. It was Klaus who was coming down the stairs in a leather skirt, no shirt on, but his coat still on.

"We're you getting hot?" Ray asked him, a smile on her face.

"Well you know, I needed to let the boys breathe. They'd been in those leather jeans for far too long. Ray I see you've met my darling sister Vanya. Now what we're you two talking about?" He asked.

Vanya's eyes went from Ray to Klaus, confused that this was the reason that Ray was here. "You two know each other? I thought you were here with Diego."

"You've met Diego too? Sorry if he was an ass, that's his natural state of being." Klaus said to Ray then turned to Vanya. "No, she's with me. She's my girlfriend." He told Vanya.

"Might I remind you Klaus," Ray started with a look. "That it's ex- girlfriend." Klaus waved her off.

"You keep saying that but you don't realize, I already have a plan on winning you back." He winked at her then turned to Vanya.

"Sooo how do you know Ray?" Klaus asked, genuine curiosity in his eyes.

"Ray performs at the same theatre as I do. She's a really good dancer.. I can't believe you're with someone so talented Klaus."

"I'm not sure if that was a compliment or not.." He muttered, then turned to Ray."You perform? You never told me." He said accusingly. Ray shrugged, looking away.

"You're not the only one I haven't told. No one knows and frankly I like it that way. It's just a hobby, no big deal."

Klaus looked hurt regardless. "Yeah but I'm your boyfriend, not your shitty ass family who piggy backs you for every little thing. You're supposed to tell me things you don't tell them."

"Okay maybe you should back the fuck up before you sit and insult my family." Ray told him sharply. Klaus closed his mouth with forced effort, holding up his hands.

"You're right, I'm sorry." He turned to Vanya. "Look Vanya, would you give Ray and I a minute? As much as I'm glad to see you guys, I just need a moment." Vanya nodded.

"Yeah that's fine. When you're done meet us in the living room, Luther wanted to have a family meeting." Then Vanya turned and walked away.

"Look, before you say anything I just want to let you know, I am actually sorry. I'm being shitty but my family just kind of brings that out in me." Klaus explained. "A bunch of built up resentment towards one another and our father all in the same house just makes you a littttttle bit," Klaus pinched his fingers together in emphasis. "Edgy."

"It's fine, I don't care." Ray brushed him off.

"Oh come on, Ray. Don't be like that." Klaus begged.

"Like what? Angry? You can't expect me to not be even the tiniest bit angry about everything that happened. I'm trying my best to put it behind us for now for your sake, so I can be here for you, but frankly it's hard." She told Klaus.

Klaus looked away for a moment with a sigh then walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I know. When this is all over, I'd really like a chance to talk all of this over.. I'm genuinely sorry about how everything turned out and believe me when I say, this is the most I've ever said sorry to anyone about any shitty thing I've done." He tried to joke. It worked because Ray giggled a bit into his chest.

Ray wrapped her arms around him, releasing all the built up tension for now, finding peace in his arms. "Atta girl." Klaus murmured quietly, kissing the top of her head.

It was awkward in the living room, all the siblings avoided eye contact with one another. Ray just kept her nose in her phone, saving herself from any painstaking stares. Mile had texted her, asking her if she was okay which made Ray smile to herself. Ray sat down next to Vanya, her shoes off sitting criss cross apple sauce on the sofa. Klaus was making himself a drink, trying to stay away from his siblings at the moment.

"Well uh.. I guess we should get this started." Luther said, standing up. "I thought we could have a memorial service in the court yard at sundown, say a few words near Dad's favorite spot." He explained. Everyone stared at him.

"Dad had a favorite spot?" Allison asked, surprised.

"Yeah you know, under the oak tree. We used to sit out there all the time. None of you did that?" Luther asked. Ray just buried her face into her phone more muttering,

"Yikes.."

"Will there be refreshment's?" Klaus asked, glass of whiskey and a cigarette in hand. "Tea? Scones?" He went on. "Cucumber sandwich's are always a win." He grinned cheekily at Luther then put down his drink on the counter next to the sofa, his hand dragging on Ray's thigh for a quick moment. Diego stared at Klaus as he did this, his face set in a cold stare.

"Klaus- no. And put that out, you know Dad didn't allow smoking in here."

"Is that my skirt?" Allison asked accusingly.

"What? Oh, yeah this." Klaus muttered with the cigarette in his mouth, gesturing to the skirt. "I found it in your room. It's a little dated I know, but.." He stuck out his leg, stretching. "It's very breathy on the bits."

"Listen up." Luther brought the attention back to himself. "There's still some important things that we need to discuss, alright?"

"Like what?" Diego asked him boredly.

"Like the way he died." Luther stated, turning towards Diego.

"And here we go.." Diego turned his head with a smirk. Klaus sat down with a flourish, crossing one leg over the other as he leaned back, preparing himself for Luther's conspiracy theory. Klaus had the whiskey in one hand cigarette in the other, leaning ever so slightly towards Ray.

"I don't understand," Vanya started. " I thought they said it was a heart attack?" She asked him in a level voice. So far, Vanya seemed the most level headed and calm out of all of them. Ray hadn't seen her ooze any malicious intent or resentment towards any of the siblings since being here, putting Vanya in first place as the sanest. Allison also seemed to have a tight reign on her emotions, only ever slightly getting irritated at everyone.

"Yeah according to the coroner." Luther replied, a look of doubt on his face.

"Well wouldn't they know?"

"Theoretically."

"Theoretically?" Allison repeated, her eyebrows pulled up in disbelief at what he was saying.

"Look, I'm just saying at the very least something happened." He told her, then looking over at Diego. "The last time I talked to dad, he sounded strange." Klaus gurgled something with the whiskey in his mouth that no one could understand, his head tilted back.

"Strange how?" Allison asked.

"He seemed on edge. Told me that I should be careful who to trust." Diego finally got up, stopping him.

"Luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man who was staring to lose what was left of his marbles. "

"No." Luther said firmly, turning to Diego with a heated glare. "He must have known something was going to happen." Luther turned to Klaus. "Look, I know you don't like to do it but I need you to talk to Dad." Ray's head popped up from her phone when he said that. Allison scoffed at Luther's idea and Klaus gestured towards himself. Ray stared at him with a worried look but he just patted her arm reassuringly.

Klaus shook his head at Luther. "I can't just call dad in the after life and be like, 'Dad could you just stop playing tennis with Hitler for a moment and take a quick call?'" Ray burst out laughing then started covering her mouth.

"I'm sorry, it's- it's not funny." Ray tried to back pedal but one serious look from Luther brought her laughing again. Klaus grinned at the eccentric woman.

"Since when? That's your thing." He squinted at Klaus, ignoring Ray.

"I'm not in the right.. frame of mind." Klaus made a poor excuse.

"You're high?" Allison asked him with a raised eyebrow. Klaus gestured towards Allison with a laugh.

"Yeah! Yeah, how are you not listening to this nonsense?" Ray turned her head away from Klaus, boring holes into the wall with clenched fists.

"Well sober up, this is important!" Luther snapped at him. "Then there's the issue of the missing monocle." Diego scoffed at him.

"Who gives a shit about some stupid monocle?" Diego muttered angrily.

"Exactly." Luther turned to him. "So whoever took it, I think it was personal. Someone close to him, someone with a grudge." Everyone stared at Luther, the dots starting to connect. Ray didn't say it but blinked at him in shock. He was accusing one of them.

"Where are ya going with this?" Klaus asked, his eyebrows raised, his face morphing into disbelief.

"Oh isn't it obvious, Klaus?" Diego asked bitterly, a cynical grin on his face and his eyes glued to Luther's face. "He thinks one of us killed Dad." Luther grunted with a sigh, rolling his eyes in annoyance at Diego then meeting Allison's gaze worryingly, wondering what she thought.

"You do?" Klaus asked astonished.

"How could you think that?" Vanya asked in horror.

"Great Job, Luther. Way to lead." Diego muttered his half grin still on his face. Diego walked past Luther and out of the room.

"You're crazy, man. You're crazy." Klaus got up, pointing at Luther. Klaus put out his cigarette and walked towards the door, everyone else doing the same.

"I'm not finished!" Luther said loudly but no one listened.

"Okay well sorry, I'm just gonna go murder Mom, be right back." Klaus walked out of the room angrily. The last to walk out of the room was Allison who just gave him a disappointing look.

"Allison.." Luther trailed off. Ray stared at him, still sitting on the sofa wiggling her toes. Finally she sighed and planted her feet on the ground, slipping her feet into her vans.

"Luther.." Ray began. He looked up at her, his eyes pained. "When you look at your siblings, do you actually see murderers? A better question, do you think any of them could actually murder your father, no matter how angry they've ever been?" Ray stood up, patting him on the shoulder.

"I.. no."

"Then maybe they're not." She told him quietly.

"People change, you never know what any of them could be thinking after all these years." Luther explained.

"Yeah, but I'm sure you can take a pretty good guess." Ray then walked out of the room, going to find Klaus.

(I'm slicing this chapter into two parts, as to not make this one absurdly long. With Ray's 'Hobby' I'm trying to add a little more character development because you know even though she's a workaholic, she has her own dreams and being a rehab councilor wasn't what she imagined.

But yeah, I've been working on this for like two days, trying to get everyone's character just right in fear of making them see ooc. But yeahhhh, thanks for reading and sorry for the somewhat late upload :D)