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"authorities are asking for help identifying several persons of interest at dealey plaza at the time of the assassination."

luther, vanya, allison, five, sebastian and diego gathered around one of the many tv's at elliott's and watched the news broadcasting the events of the day before.

"the fbi believes they may have been acting in concert with the alleged shooter, lee harvey oswald."

diego wrinkled his nose that that.

"vanya hargreeves, wanted in connection with the deaths of several fbi agents inside the federal building at dealey plaza."

vanya looked away as the reported showed her mugshot. she had thankfully regained her memory, but felt extremely overwhelmed by the last few days' events.

"a cuban exile known only as diego..."

"cuban?" he scoffed.

"...who recently escaped from the holbrook sanitarium."

diego's mugshot flashed across the scene, and he winced.

"a bare-knuckle boxer with suspected mafia ties who fights under the alias 'king kong.'"

luther's ears turned red as he received a few judgmental glances at the nickname.

"allison chestnut, a negro radical responsible for instigating and organizing the recent riots at stadtler's lunch counter."

allison glared at the tv, fists balled.

"klaus, a controversial cult leader and known tax evader."

klaus didn't hear this, he was lying on elliott's bed mourning ben for the second time.

"and finally, an unnamed mute negro with an extensive criminal record including assault and battery, as well as some sort of genetic deformity."

sebastian rolled his eyes and leaned into five more, jaw clenching.

"the fbi is asking the public to be on the lookout for this unidentified boy, who they believe is being held hostage by the suspected terrorist network..."

"well, it's true," five shrugged. "i do feel like i'm being held hostage most days."

sebastian elbowed him. don't say that.

"oh, never by you," he whispered back. sebastian feigned a cough so he could cover his face and hide the red that spread involuntarily.

"god i hate that photo," diego grumbled.

"they're saying i instigated the riot?" allison scoffed. "that's unbelievable."

"look, the good news is that we restored the timeline and we stopped doomsday," luther grinned. "so-"

diego cut him off flatly. "yeah, a bunch of real goddamn heroes, we let kennedy die."

are you in love with him or something? sebastian asked, only half joking.

diego flipped him off.