"Just gimme a second to talk to him." Tristan said as he turned to Vance who took the empty seat on the other side of Tristan in front of his boy Malcolm. "Yo Vance." Tristan said. "I know you dude?" Vance asked. "Um... I'd hope so. You spent most of last year and the years before that hell. Made me do your homework... Ring any bells?" Tristan asked giving hints until Vance's eyes widened. "PARKER?!" He practically shouted just as the teacher walked in. "Yeah man. Relax." Tristan said with a small snicker as the teacher eyed Vance before beginning role call. "I just wanted to give you my condolences. I heard about your dad." Tristan said. "Yeah... Well... It's in the past. Besides. I heard a few things about your dad too. And more importantly about you." Vance said whispered the last part. With that he turned his attention to the teach while Tristan turned back to Abi now a little worried. Did Vance know? If he did... How? Why? "Abi... I think he knows about me." The teen whispered to the only other hero he could talk to right now.