Chapter 52 Feel Like A Hero

I looked up to see the smiling face of Frank Press and his wife, Helen. They were Victoria's parents, so I could understand her reaction, but there was no hiding this one.

"Frank! How are you all holding up? Gram and Pops still okay?" I asked without skipping a beat, walking over to two of them.

"Gram's not feeling too good, we got a fire going, but it's hard to get medicine now. We came out here to see the loud noise but never thought that it would be you two! And kissing! Only took the end of the world, but I told you it was gonna happen one day!" Frank laughed, but I was concerned about Grams.

"Vicky, aren't you going to say something? You do look like a princess right now in that beautiful dress and Daniel carrying you," Helen laughed at her daughter, but Victoria was still frozen like a stone.

"Take me to Grams. Don't worry about this one; I will take care of her," I said and then pinched Victoria's ass.

"Ow! You prick! That hurt! Put me down, you beast!" Victoria shouted at me, snapping out of her trance.

I did as she asked, and both parents laughed at her, but Victoria darted behind me right away.

"Stop being such assholes, and take him to go help Grams!" Victoria shouted behind me, pushing me forward.

I grabbed Victoria, pulled her around to my side, and put my arm around her. She hid her face in my side but didn't pull away, and Frank and Helen stopped laughing but were still smiling.

"You are right. If you can help Grams, we would all really appreciate it," Frank said and led us the rest of the way past one of the greenhouses.

"We can make you some tea when you get inside!" Helen smiled.

"So, it really is all over?" Frank asked me as we walked over to a big three story house attached to two large greenhouses.

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"To a degree. Power is gone; there is now a group of super powered evil spread across the world. It really doesn't get more fantasy than this," I said with a sigh, and Frank laughed.

"Could be worse! You seem to be doing alright, and you even saved my brat! You don't know how happy it makes us see you two like this, but what about the others?" Frank asked, and I nodded.

This man was always overly optimistic, but that wasn't a bad thing. I had smoked and talked with Frank many times, and we always ended up in tears from laughing so hard about the dumbest things.

"Still with me, plus a few more, and now this one, I hope. People are dying all over the world, and this is the best way I know how to keep them safe," I said, but it wasn't really an answer.

"Oh? Vicky, you have decided to give up fighting Melody?" Helen asked, and I looked at her with a raised eyebrow and then down at Vicky, whose face was getting red, and I could feel her tremble.

"How about we just leave this one alone for a little while? This is pretty new, so nothing has really happened. Besides coming to get you guys, we came to get all the seeds you have," I explained, and Victoria squeezed me.

"Oh? Seed? We can start getting them ready while you see to Grams. Sorry, honey! I know that you are embarrassed, but we are both just thrilled that you are happy!" Helen said but then turned forward, dropping the subject.

I leaned down to Victoria, whispering, "Why don't you go get anything that you want to bring back from your room? I will go make sure Grams is okay, and you can cool down for a bit, okay?"

"Sure," Victoria said and broke from my side to run up the stairs as soon as we got into the house.

The place was chilly, but I was already connecting with the plants that were still alive in the greenhouse. To my surprise, almost all of them were, but fires were going, and that had saved them.

"I am going to need a brief moment, but I don't think you are going to have to bring me the seeds," I said, pausing when I walked into the living room where Grams was lying on a bed near the fireplace.

"Who is this person?" Pops asked, and I looked up, shocked by all the information my body was collecting.

"Dad, this is Daniel, remember? This is Victoria's good friend," Frank explained to his father, but the man had Dementia.

This was something that I couldn't throw money at to fix, and I had tried. Nothing killed me more than seeing someone like Pops forget his own family, but things were different now.

"Daniel?! I don't remember any fella looking like this! Where is Mary?!" Pops called out, and Frank was about to step forward, but I put a hand out to stop him.

This was a heavy moment for me, and I felt my chest well up. I walked over to where Pops was sitting in a chair beside the bed and knelt down, targeting him.

Grams was okay for now, but this was something that I had always dreamed I could do, and I wished I had some power that could change this. I placed my hand on Pops knee with a tear running down my face.

"Would you like to see Mary again, Pops?" I asked, trying to keep myself together, and the old man looked at me, but his body was already getting younger.

For the first time, I really did feel like a Hero.

"Daniel? I know you! Wait, what is going on?" Pops asked as I returned his body to when he was twenty-five.

His hair had been sparse, skill aged and dotted with moles, but that was all cleared up now. Pops hair had returned to a back color, and his body filled back out to a healthy size.