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“And what makes you think I might not be?” Katrina asked. Something was holding him back from simply declaring her to be the woman in the photos, but rather than jump to her own conclusions,Katrina wanted him to tell her what that was. This was the thing she had spent the last two years trying to figure out. Who she was. She took the liberty of sitting on one of the couches, much to the relief of her injuries. “I want you to tell me everything. How she was murdered, how you found me....everything.” This was her life after all.

Well she agreed on the first point....or she might have if she knew the whole story, Owen seemed intent on throwing her little scraps of information without telling her the whole story. Something she decided not to press even as frustrating as it was. It sounded like a dark and bloody history he wasn't ready to talk about. The second point she found a bit cynical, but based on the scraps of information she did have, could at least understand why he held it. “It sounds like we need to go back to that lab and get some real answers.”

Katrina wasn't sure how much Owen would be able to find. After all, she had spend the better part of the last two years trying to track them down, but she wasn't going to stop him. From what she had seen this was what he did. Perhaps he would have more success than her. He was right anyway. She needed rest. “Let me know if there is anything I can help you with.” She offered, though admittedly her knowledge was fairly limited. They hadn't been like movie villains loudly discussing their plans because they were certain the hero wouldn't get away. She slowly stood, and the dull ache in her abdomen reminded her of something else. “Before we go in there is something else you should know. My powers...they sort of glitch out sometimes. I think it's related to what they were doing to me in the lab, but they don't always work. Sometimes it's just a few seconds, other times longer.” If they were going in to the lab together, he needed to know her powers couldn't always been relied upon.

Once Owen had left Katrina finished healing herself. She could have done it earlier. The blackouts on her powers usually didn't last too long, though she understood in a fight even one second could mean life or death. She couldn't even really explain why she had waited until he had left. It would have saved her a lot of discomfort and she had already revealed it him much more than she had anyone else by far. Some silly habit she supposed, to act like she wasn't hurt. If she had her phone, a throw away burner cell, she would have set an alarm to make sure she didn't sleep too long. When she had escaped, she had later come back to the site to find everything gone. She didn't want to give them another chance to escape, but it would be no good for her to go in exhausted. As it was though, she had nothing. Even the clothes she wore weren't her own, but borrow from Owen's car. She she settled down on one of the couches and closed her eyes.

Sleep was hard to come by though. She was in a room surrounded by photos of herself, of a life she had no recollection of. In the last few hours everything had changed and she was anxious to finally get the answers she had been seeking so desperately. There was no going back now. Katrina tried to clear her mind a few times and get some sleep, but all too soon thoughts about the woman in the photos came creeping back into her mind. Finally after a few hours restlessness she gave up on getting proper rest and headed back to the first room Owen had showed her with the computer and weapons. It felt a bit odd wandering around without him, like a trespasser into some secret world. “Did you have any luck?”

A few minutes later Katrina emerged from the underground layer, dressed in Alice's old costume. She'd been a bit hesitant about wearing it given the situation, but in the end it was a lot more practical than wearing Owen's backseat. Or at least that's what she told herself. Luckily changing clothes was something she could do in seconds. She slid into the passenger seat of the car and gave Owen a slight nod before the ball of black leather leaped from hands and settled on the backseat once more, looking just as it has before. "Thank you for letting me borrow that." She flashed a smile at him. Not that she had asked to take it in the first place, but at least he hadn't lost it on her.

Katrina was quiet during the drive. The air was filled with apprehension, or perhaps it was just her, but she had a feeling Owen was feeling much the same as she was. Wanting to know while at the same time fearing what the answer might be. Things had changed quite a bit when they arrived. While the main facility seemed the same, presumably filled with real patience, the back entrance was a flurry of activity. Several men and women were around wearing security uniforms and the pair could likely assume many, if not all were powered. Equipment was being loaded into a truck. “They are moving the lab. They did the same thing after I escaped.” She told Owen. Except last time it had taken her months instead of hours to return. They would either need to try to find a secondary entrance or try to force their way in. Hopefully the doctor who ran the lab was still there.

“Oh I think we can work something out.” Katrina answered as she weighed the options in front of them. It was tempting to simply try to nab two of the guards and steal their uniforms. It would be a lot faster than going to get them from the main building and she was eager to proceed. However it was risky since they didn't know the powers of any of them. Ultimately her years on the run would win out and she would choose the safer, if slower option.

Ten minutes later they were back outside, at Owen's car to store the costumes. Between Owen and Katrina it hadn't been very difficult. He had memorized the layout of the building. An open window to the guards locker room later and they had two uniforms in hand. Luckily with her powers sizing really didn't matter too much. She didn't even think about it as Alice's old costume seemed to remove itself from her body and in the next second the security uniform was on and adjusting itself to fit her perfectly. She did take the time to fold the costume and put it on the seat however. “Let me know if you want any alteration.” She offered as she tucked her dark hair into the cap then looked at herself in the side view mirror of the car. She wasn't sure if it made her any less recognizable. In retrospect she should have probably brought some fake glasses or something.

“Thank you.” Katrina smiled gratefully as she took the sunglasses from Owen. They were a lot better thank hoping that merely hiding her hair would be enough to fool the guards. After putting them on she glanced at herself once more in the mirror. It would need to be good enough, though she might get some weird looks once they were inside. “I can.” She said in response to Owen's question, but then she hesitated a bit. Katrina didn't want to manipulate his costume too much and she definitely didn't want to do anything to Alice's. While she was confident she could it back exactly how it was before she had a feeling it would make Owen rather uncomfortable or even upset. So the way she would normally full fill such a request was out. Instead she flattened them out, compressed the materials as much as possible and hid them under her own clothing. It made her look a little pudgy, but she was skilled enough to make it look natural at least. Getting into the building almost seemed too easy. She kept waiting for one of them to look at her and recognize her as their former test subject, but it seemed like Owen's sunglasses were holding up. Just as long as they didn't run into that speedster it seemed like they would be fine.