Red is Blue

The soft clinking of cutlery against plates was the only sound filling the cozy dining room as Eden sat with her parents, Jack and Alice. The sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm, golden glow over the table. The atmosphere was serene, yet there was an undercurrent of tension that Eden couldn’t quite shake. Today was her birthday, a day that had once brought her so much joy, but now felt like a shadow of its former self.

Jack, her father, cleared his throat and smiled at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “So, how’s everything going, Edie? You’ve been keeping pretty busy lately.”

Eden smiled faintly, poking at her salad with her fork. “Yeah, things have been… busy. Work’s been intense. I am just happy school is out for the moment. I don't even know how dad managed more than this for his doctorate."

Alice, always perceptive, watched her daughter carefully. “Busy is good, I suppose. Keeps you out of trouble,” she teased lightly, but there was a hint of concern in her voice.

“Right,” Eden replied, her tone a little too flat, too rehearsed. She forced a small smile, trying to ease the worry she could see in her mother’s eyes. The conversation moved to lighter topics—Alice’s recent gardening efforts, Jack’s new hobby of birdwatching—but Eden could feel her parents’ eyes on her, sensing that something was amiss.

As they finished their meal, Alice reached across the table, placing her hand over Eden’s. “So, honey, any plans with your friends today? It is your birthday, after all.”

Eden hesitated, her mind flashing to the base, to her team, to the empty space where Isaac should be. This year wasn't the year to celebrate herself in any way. She swallowed, quickly putting on a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I think I’ll just take it easy today, maybe catch up on some rest. Nothing too exciting.”

Alice’s gaze lingered on her daughter, searching for something that Eden wasn’t showing. She nodded slowly, squeezing Eden’s hand gently. “Alright, sweetheart. Just make sure to take care of yourself, okay? We love you.”

“I love you too, Mom. Dad,” Eden said, her voice soft, as she stood up from the table. “Thanks for lunch. I should get going.”

Jack stood and pulled Eden into a warm hug. “Take care, Edie. And remember, we’re always here if you need anything.”

Eden nodded, hugging him back tightly before turning to embrace her mother. “I will. See you soon. Thank you both so much for this."

With a final wave, Eden left the dining room, her heart heavy as she made her way back to the base. With any hope she could sneak in while the others were busy or out on business so that she could just go to bed in her room. The quietness of the day only seemed to amplify the absence she felt, the gaping hole that Isaac had left behind.

Once Eden had left, Alice sat back down, her expression pensive. She glanced at Jack, who was already looking at her with a similar concern. “Something’s not right, Jack,” Alice murmured. “She’s not herself.”

Jack nodded, his brow furrowed. “I know. She’s been through a lot lately, hasn’t she?”

Alice sighed, pulling out her phone. “I’m going to call Caleb. He and Frank are closer to her than anyone, maybe he can do something to lift her spirits today.” Jack watched as Alice dialed the number, his hand resting on her shoulder in quiet support.

When Caleb answered, Alice spoke softly but urgently, “Caleb, it’s Alice… I need to ask a favor. It’s Eden’s birthday today, and she’s not doing well. I can tell something’s off with her, and she won’t talk to us about it. Can you… I don’t know, just make sure she has a good day? She deserves that much.”

She listened to Caleb’s response, her eyes softening slightly. “Thank you, Caleb. It means a lot to us. Just… take care of her, okay?” As she hung up, Alice turned to Jack, her worry still etched into her features but some relief began to ease into it after talking with her daughter's friend. “I just hope she’s alright.”

“She will be,” Jack reassured her, though his own concern was clear. “She’s strong. Whatever it is, she’ll get through it.”

Alice nodded, hoping he was right as they sat together in the now-quiet house, their thoughts with their daughter.

Caleb had woken early today, filling his thermostat with the strongest coffee he could brew, as he got to work. He ran through the base like a mad man, picking up everything he could, giving out orders to whoever appeared from their rooms. He was a man on a mission today, as today was a very special day.  

Today was Edens birthday.

Caleb was sparing no expense for this day, he made sure the place was spotless, decorated, and ready for Eden to come back to a big surprise. After all she had done for them, for him, the least they could do was give her a birthday worth remembering. She did so much to keep the team together, with her positive attitude, supporting them through their struggles, holding herself together, giving while giving everything to them. After Isaac, today was a much needed day, even if she would say otherwise.  

He was standing on the ceiling, stringing up lights, when his phone went off.  

“Hello...” He answered. “Oh hello Mrs. Reed, oh of course, I am currently working on a nice little surprise for her as we speak...” He felt his heart sink a little, hearing Edens own mother speaking about how something was wrong. “I agree, which is why today I have spared no expense to make today special, god knows she deserves it to be.”  

”Just...take care of her, okay.”

“Of course, Mrs. Reed.” Caleb took a deep breath as the call ended, bracing against the wall as he slid into a sitting position, looking down at the room below. Just take care of her, yeah, right, how could he take care of her? when he could barely manage his own shit. No, he couldn’t do that now, doubt himself, not today, not when it was his turn to be there for her. He pushed himself back to his feet, jumping down to the ground. He double checked everything, Edens favorite drinks, check, favorite snacks, check, food, check, music, check, he didn’t miss a thing.  

Today was going to be a day to remember, Caleb was gonna make damn sure it was.

Today was a special day, or rather, it would be if Frank had anything to say about it. It was Eden's birthday and the whole group was planning to make it special for her. He wasn't quite sure if they'd succeed but they were going to try their best for their resident team healer.

While Frank was the leader of their band of costumed weirdos, it was Caleb who was in charge of the party. Frank barely had time to consider throwing a surprise party for her when Caleb all but burst through his room and told him excitedly about his big idea. This was very impressive considering how Frank had all the time in the world to think.

He felt relieved that Caleb was taking charge as the past few months had been...Stressful. He still considered Eden one of his closest friends but he couldn't deny that everyone had drifted since London. Everyone was still processing that horrid day and Frank just didn't know how to approach his friends as openly and easily as before. It felt like there was an axe hanging over their heads waiting to drop the moment they brought up that day. He wished he could make her laugh like she used to so easily but he just didn't know what the right start would be... Hopefully, this party will be just that.

As Caleb was setting up the party, no doubt walking on walls again, Frank and Marcus were out picking up their gifts and the birthday cake. Marcus was currently going over the cake order while Frank was 2 shops down talking with the owner of a bookstore.

The owner smiled and placed a wrapped parcel down on the counter. "Here you are Mr. Marston, just as ordered. The owner smiled and tapped the parcel. "Books by this author are quite a rare find these days. Even rarer to find one in such good condition... I probably should have charged you more but, eh." They shrugged. "I'm retiring soon anyway, wouldn't do me much good to get a few more hundred bucks here and there."

They finished ringing up the order and handed the parcel to Frank. "I sure hope whoever you got this for takes care of it. Thing is old and delicate."

Frank nodded and said his thanks as he left to go look for Marcus with his wrapped gift in hand.

Today was a special day.

Marcus had that feeling deep in his bones and the others did too. Caleb was the person to bring it to the forefront, essentially springing it on them that there was a aprty to be had. Well, Marcus had been keeping track of all the birthdays of his team. Caleb already had ideas on what he wanted to do, so Marcus proposed going with Frank to look into getting gifts. He didn’t exactly have a close relationship with Frank but he liked to think they were friends.

Well his job was to get the cake.

So here he was at a cake shop, having called for what he could get as far as cakes were concerned. His expression was mildly troubled as he realized he couldn’t exactly get the custom cake he wanted to get. Not enough time to order anything good. Not that the cakaes arranged around the small bakery were bad, because this was a place he was sure his mom went to at times. The fact it still stood after all these years and small meta attacks in the neighborhood was impressive. Maybe the cakes were that good? That or the villains wanted to curse people with bad cakes.

“I recognize you.”  The woman behind the counter looked a little old, though he was always bad at guessing ages.

”Could say that. I was looking for a birthday cake, last minute kind of deal.” Marcus noted, looking around the shop with furrowed brows. There were cakes, cupcakes and the like. ”Think you can help me with that?”

She chuckled. Was it something that happened often around here?

“Yeah, I think I can do something. What you looking for?”

”I want something red. Simple maybe? Happy birthday Eden?” This was part explanation part contemplating outloud.

“Let’s see if I can do something about that.” She didn’t sound so certain, even still he stood there with arms crossed, waiting with as much patience as he could muster.

Time dragged on from there, his mind wandering over the many ways she would tell him she couldn’t help. How much time did pass? One moment he was standing, near dozing off while standing in place and then her aged voice broke through the torpor.  He had spaced out? Possible, really possible but he didn’t want to look it. By the time he returned to reality,she was already packing up a cake in a neat white box and setting it before him.

He offered a few words and paid before taking the cake with him. Stepping out it didn’t take too long to find himself standing face to face with Frank, holding up the box with all the softness he could muster. ”I got the cake!” He noted with a smile. ”She likes chocolate right?”