You’d worked for Silco for… you didn’t even know how long anymore. It had been a while. You used to be one of Vanders adoptive kids, but found it was more free this way.

You were battered and bruised, exhausted after a long day of work. But, oh, did your surprise change that.

You heard the door to Silco's office, the room you had been sitting in, open, and were met with the sight of Silco, holding a sleeping child.

A child you could recognise from a mile away.

Powder?

Why was Silco bringing her here? Wasn't she still one of Vanders kids?