Last One Letter. 2019: Dear Dad. Sorry it's been so long. I'm alive. It's been insane here. Sooo my power is hereditary. How do I know this? Having to change a diaper of someone able to fly or shake the house in a tantrum is some signs we've found. I am teaching them slowly. Yes them. I have two girls and a boy now. All having powers like we did. I'm now more afraid of them accidentally revealing themselves and them being found out. I'm happy they're like me. But afraid to that they will (1/2)
be forced in the same torturous facility that I had been. They are growing strong both in body and powers. Not as strong as mine thankfully but they can fly and lift stuff. If ever you find these letters. I should send this one to. You will find her and my kids. Say something only we would know.. she will know I hope if ever you find her before you find me. Knowing my luck, you're gone. Why am I still writing? Hope I guess. If you find them and I'm gone, protect them.-Love And- It Cuts Off (2/2)
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Tom read the last remaining letter; the feeling of humbled joy for his son, even if terribly nostalgic of a time and place he never got to participate in, suddenly started to drop into something else as Andrew continued to explain how he had to leave them behind. He mentioned a facility he had been in and torture, and Tom’s own memories of what that was like ripped a new anger vividly up through him.
It was one thing when it was him, but the idea that someone touched his son and would possibly harm his son’s children -- HIS grandchildren. The fact that he was telling him then in 2019 to use a code to his mate ... and it cut off.
At that, Tom flew up from the bed he had found himself sitting on as he had read the letters, and he desperately went to find the locater that Sebastian had found that showed whether or not Andrew was still alive.
He found it in the drawer of his bedstand and breathed in relief so hard.
He was alive. Still moving but alive.
But were his kids? His mate?
There was no more fucking around. He was finding them and his Andrew NOW not later. He was finding his fucking family and saving them.
He quickly texted Sebastian: Drop everything you’re doing. We’re going to Washington.