“So… what’s the lecture going to be?†I say as I look around the Science room. There are long tables lined up and a desk in front. All of the tables are covered with machinery. “Going to tell me that I can’t skip school in the middle of the day?â€
“You skipped school for an entire year, I figure it’s too late to go into that,†Nico says, dropping down in the chair at the desk. “I just figured you’d want to talk about it.â€
“About what?†I ask.
“Going to meet your mother,†he says.
I go still, feeling completely off-guard by that. “What?â€
“You found out about her, so you should want to see her, right? I know I would. I did, in a way.â€
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,†I say, starting for the door.
“I barely saw my father while I was growing up. He was always away, out saving the world. I was around your age at the time when I decided to do it. I’d just thrown my stepmother out of the house—â€
“You did what?†I say, my jaw dropping.
“She was trying to make Liz tougher than I am. Liz hadn’t even come into her powers at the time,†he says. “It was pretty much child abuse. I threw her out of the house, told her not to come back. She never did. It left me with a little girl to raise and an old man that was never there.â€
“So you went to find him,†I say, absently sitting down in one of the larger chairs in the room.
“Yeah,†he says. “I couldn’t even fly at the time, so I ran all the way to Saint Louis, just to see him at one of his appearances. He didn’t even notice me in the crowd.â€
“Did you have an illusion watch on?â€
“I wore a hat.â€
“How big was the crowd?†I ask. It startles a laugh out of him.
“It was massive,†he admits. “But I was a kid—I was HIS kid. I expected him to be able to pick me out of a crowd. I went home, feeling completely abandoned. It felt like his job was more important than his family ever would be. I wasn’t wrong, either. Even though Sparky was gone, we still barely saw him. He would come home only when he needed to sleep. Just like I am, now, he only had to sleep once every three or four days. He would head straight for his bed and sleep so deep that I felt like I was stuck guarding him, as well as Liz.â€
“So… with that sob story, you really expect me to go out and find her?†I say.