If there's one thing I know, it's that my wife loves to play around with fire. And by fire, I mean her superhuman abilities. She has the power to create a blaze that leaves her enemies in a smoldering pile. But today, my heart is the one that's burning. My wife stands before me, her head high and her eyes burning with determination, as she tells me something I never thought I'd hear from her. "I robbed a bank," she says, her voice eerily calm.