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Previously on "The Nine Lives of Chloe King"...
- Stay away from her! - Alek, no!
If anything had happened to you, I couldn't live with myself.
Does this mean anything to you? It was written on the back of a picture of my mom.
I'm having dinner with Frank tonight.
I really like him.
- What is this? - It's what I have to sign
to officially declare your father dead.
It's been 10 years without word. He's not coming back.
I think I'm falling in love with you.
I like you so much, but I don't think I can see you anymore.
We belong together.
Brian.
Brian, wait.
- Let him go. - No.
Brian, please, let me explain.
No need. I get it this time.
The visual helps.
No, look...
It... it... Brian.
It just happened, okay?
Nothing is going on between us.
Yeah yeah, it looked that way.
Here. You dropped that the other night.
I was gonna leave it on your doorstep, so...
I'm so sorry.
Me too.
Brian.
Nothing?
That wasn't nothing.
Alek, please don't go.
Can we at least talk about this?
♪ Another night to come alive ♪
♪ When worlds collide ♪
♪ I come alive ♪
♪ Here comes a night ♪
♪ When all the ghosts come out ♪
♪ I'm haunted by everything ♪
♪ It reminds me of myself ♪
Let go! Let go! Stop it!
I'm pretty sure this doesn't belong to you.
What? Are you all right?
- Ah! - Run!
Hey!
Freeze!
She still needs to come down to the station tomorrow to make a statement.
Of course. We will be there.
And thanks again for bringing her home.
Well, uh...
What a night, huh?
I'm exhausted, so if it's okay with you, I'm just...
No, not okay.
You are gonna sit your butt down and tell me what the hell is going on.
I truly don't know whether to hug you or yell at you.
Hug?
What were you doing out there?
I thought you were in bed asleep.
It was nothing, I swear.
I just... I went for a walk and lost track of time.
And, well, you know the rest.
So that's your whole explanation?
You just decided to go for a walk at night alone?
Alek came by to talk and we had a...
I don't know what we had, but I wanted to think...
Do you know what could have happened to you tonight?
You could have been killed.
I know.
But I wasn't thinking.
I heard a scream and wanted to help.
Two lowlifes fighting over who gets the loot?
Well, that part wasn't super clear at the moment.
Why were you so upset? Did you and Alek get in a fight?
I don't even know how to explain it if I tried.
I really don't want to talk about it.
Wait, is this about your father?
It is, isn't it? Chloe, I...
Mom, not about dad.
Alek came over and we kissed.
Yes, I know, I said I didn't like him that way,
but it happened.
And then Brian saw us and I tried to explain,
but there was really nothing to say.
So now they both kind of hate me,
meaning that as of tonight,
my romantic life is officially over.
End of story.
And there is absolutely nothing else you want to tell me?
Go to bed.
Chloe?
♪ Don't it feel like rain today? ♪
♪ Still I think we'll walk ♪
♪ Don't you wait for the sky to fall ♪
♪ Don't you wait ♪
♪ For the sky to fall ♪
♪ Don't you wait ♪
♪ For the sky to fall ♪
♪ Don't you wait for the sky to fall ♪
Just so you know, if the cops ever bring me home at 2:00 in the morning,
my life ends about 30 seconds after they leave.
I thought mine might.
But I can't really blame her.
I just hate having to lie to her all the time.
Would it be so bad if I just told her?
More like horrible, tragic, disastrous.
Protecting loved ones from your secret is, like, Superhero 101.
Why would you do that to her?
Point taken.
I don't think I'll be telling her anytime soon.
I don't suppose you have any thoughts on the Brian/Alek of it all?
Nope, not a one.
And that's what I thought.
I have no idea what I'm going to say to Alek when I see him today.
Sounds good to me.
Hey.
Your cheek looks better. Does it hurt?
It's okay. It's amazing how many girls
find a little bruising kind of sexy.
Can we just talk about last night?
- Please? - I'm listening.
I mean talk,
as in both of us saying something.
I thought I made my feelings fairly clear.
And I think you made yours as well.
So end of conversation as far as I'm concerned.
Don't be like that. I didn't mean to hurt you.
- Don't flatter yourself. - Alek.
Obviously I care about you.
But last night... it's just this is all so new
and everything's happening so fast and...
And you're still not quite over your human.
I almost got myself killed for you.
And you think that earns you what, exactly? Me?
You keep acting like I have to make some choice.
Well, guess what.
Frequently the best decision is none of the above.
Then it's like I said... not very much to talk about.
You'd better run along. Don't want to be late for class.
Alek.
I really hope this doesn't take forever.
I need to be in Oakland before 5:00.
Mom, look, it's that car I was telling you about...
A kia soul. It's the color I love and everything.
Now? You want to have this conversation
while I'm walking you to the police station?
Okay, yes, perhaps not the best timing.
- You think? - But it's cute, right?
Think of all the money you'll save on gas.
I'll save?
- Come on. - Fine.
What's the point of having a learner's permit
if I don't have a glove compartment to put it in?
What...
Something tells me that's not a work-related smile.
It's just Frank checking in,
making sure everything's okay.
- I think you should do it. - Do what?
Sign the papers about dad.
I think you should have him declared dead.
Chloe, are you sure?
I'm sure.
You said it yourself...
We have to move on.
And we both know this is the only way we really can.
And you're not just saying this to get yourself out of trouble?
No.
Or because you think it's what I want to hear?
It's been 10 years.
We need to let go.
We can't spend our lives waiting for something
that's probably never going to happen.
Well...
Then... then I guess I'll file the paperwork.
Come on, we're gonna be late.
- Here you go. - Thanks.
She's a very brave girl.
Only if "brave" and "stupid" mean the same thing.
The two of you get along pretty well?
Yes, very. We're... we're close.
So any idea what she was doing in that alley last night?
I honestly wish I could give you a great answer,
but she went for a walk.
I guess there was a little bit of boy trouble earlier.
And you believe her?
Yeah, I believe her.
Good. It's just that most kids we pick up at the time of night
aren't just out walking.
It's usually for drugs or something like that.
Well, you don't know Chloe.
No, I don't.
It's just sometimes other people see things that parents don't...
Or would rather not.
Thanks for the parenting tips.
- Chloe is... - The sweetest girl in the world.
I hear that a lot.
Mmm.
- We're done. - Yeah, I think we are.
- Thanks for your time. - Mm-hmm.
Mom!
Ah!
- Mom, are you okay? - I'm fine.
Chloe, how did you do that?
Oh my god.
Mom...
Just doing a little research.
I've got a report due.
Everything okay?
I need you to tell me I'm crazy.
Any particular reason?
I just spent the last hour online reading about teen drug use.
Mom, seriously?
There is a checklist of signs...
Increased secrecy, pulling away,
change of habits. Sound like anyone we know?
You really are crazy.
That's what the website said you'd say.
But you just... uh...
I can't even validate this with a discussion.
Well, too bad. We're having one.
Something is up with you. Something is wrong.
Nothing's wrong.
And I don't believe you.
Since your birthday, you've been acting
like a very different person.
It's called growing up.
Really, mom, no drugs. I promise.
So if you don't mind, I've really got to work on this report.
You know, I've been 16 before.
I know what it's like.
You can talk to me, kiddo. Don't shut me out.
Okay, I'm trying really hard
not to be that mom, but would it kill you
to look at me when I'm talking?
Sorry.
I don't know what else to say.
And neither do I.
Hi.
For someone who says she can't see me anymore,
you sure seem to be making an effort.
I just wanted to talk to you for a second.
Does your boyfriend know you're here?
He's not my boyfriend.
Ah, so another "just friend," then?
You know, I'm not sure you actually know what that means.
Can I sit down?
Honestly, I'd rather you didn't.
The writing on the back of your mom's picture...
"1975 C.P. Kelly"?
It's not somebody's name.
At least, not the way you think it is.
What is it then?
There's a C.P. Kelly building near the embarcadero.
It's an old warehouse or storage place.
I printed you a map.
I'm still not sure how 1975 fits into it,
but I figure that this could help if you were...
Excuse me. They're bringing the coffee out when it's ready,
and they had some of those cookies you like.
Madeleines.
This is Chloe. Chloe, this is Julie.
She's a... a friend.
- Hi, nice to meet you. - Yeah.
Likewise.
Well, I should get going.
Chloe, what is the matter with you?
Have you completely lost your mind?
I believe the answer is yes.
But he wasn't answering his phone,
and for all I know he's diverted my emails to his spam folder.
I had to make sure he got the information.
And see his face again.
You gotta stop torturing yourself.
How could he have moved on so fast?
First, he just said that miss perky smile was his friend.
Maybe she is.
And second, we are not talking about this,
especially when you have a perfectly viable,
perfectly hot alternative in Alek.
Next subject.
Can you at least give me some details?
Good kisser, bad kisser?
Great kisser. And I still don't want to talk about it.
Fine.
Has your mom at least finally calmed down a little?
Ha, I wish. More like mach 10 in the opposite direction.
We actually had a drug talk last night.
- Does she know you? - Not anymore.
And that's the problem.
I mean, she doesn't think it, think it.
At least I hope she doesn't.
But she knows something's up.
I can't keep doing this.
Yesterday I actually grabbed her out of the way of a speeding car...
Like picked her up and moved her.
Wait, you were almost run over?
Oh my god, is someone trying to kill you again?
Amy, calm down... not some sinister plot
and not the point of the story.
Amazing, here on time and still late.
Wow, only five minutes late... A new record.
Sorry.
Hey, Chloe, you got a sec?
The next word out of your mouth had better be no.
Think the dads would mind if you came home with something obscenely overpriced?
I'm on it.
Hey, Lana...
Keep me company while I clean out the dressing rooms.
- Busy day? - Well, no more insane than usual.
But please tell me you're here to buy a cute top or share a funny story.
I don't think I could handle an assassin at the moment.
I wanted to talk to you about Alek.
Then again, not all assassins are bad.
Chloe?
So you heard?
Enough.
Look, Alek can be a first-class jerk sometimes,
but he's also one of the sweetest guys I've ever known.
I get it. I just...
I don't know how I feel about him in that way.
I wish I did, but I don't.
Well, he deserves someone who does.
He deserves someone who wants him for who he is,
not a substitute for who he isn't.
You know I would never do anything to hurt him.
I'll let you get back to work.
And you should probably get used to my smiling face
because I get the feeling that Alek
isn't going to be up for Uniter duty for a while.
Why will you talk to her about Alek and not me?
- Amy... - You of all people
cannot give me a hard time about eavesdropping.
Hello?
I'm at work, but I'll be there as soon as I can.
Have you ever shot anybody?
This is them.
That's fast. Are you sure?
Absolutely.
These are definitely the people from the alley.
Okay then.
I think this case may be solved.
- Thanks for coming in. - Glad I could help.
You okay?
Chloe?
Fine. Just got a little shock. Sorry.
What happened? What did you feel?
I don't know. It doesn't make sense.
It's like he's scared, but he's really upset and mad too.
- Mad at what? - At me.
Chloe, are you sure your kitty sense is working properly?
Because it's got us following a good guy.
It's working fine.
That's them.
And that's the car that tried to run over me and my mom.
What are they saying?
It would be a lot easier to hear if you stopped asking me that.
I'm sorry.
She I.D.'d you... 100% sure.
But she barely even saw us.
I'll slow this all down a little,
buy you a couple of days, but that's it.
We hit the place on Walnut tonight, but after that,
you've got to get out of town.
- Seriously? - Amy, remember Walnut Street.
Hey, mom.
I want you at home tonight for a family dinner.
And we are going to sit at the table,
eating off of plates.
You still need to do something about the girl.
We'll deal with her tonight.
I found this incredible recipe.
We're missing the good stuff.
- It has couscous with mint and... - Uh, mom? Mom?
This all sounds great. I'll be there, okay?
Really gotta go. Bye.
Okay, got it. Thanks.
Can I help you?
Maybe. Uh, I got this key.
I think it belongs to one of the units here.
You're gonna have to be a little more specific.
Got a name, a number?
Uh, it's been a while.
1975?
- I.D.? - What? No, sorry.
Then so am I.
All right, wait. I mean, I don't know.
I'm a little out of it today.
Rezza.
Yeah, that's the name.
- Go on back. - Thanks.
Mm-hmm.
Walnut's only, like, two blocks long.
I figure we can post Jasmine on one end and Chloe at the other.
And when you two see something, I'll be there with the camera.
No one is posting Jasmine anywhere.
We shouldn't even be doing this.
They already tried to kill her once. We have to do something.
- Call the police. - It will be a lot easier if we have some evidence,
you know, other than "I've got a feeling."
What's going on?
You look like you're plotting.
Alek, what are you doing here?
My job. You're still the Uniter.
- I told you I'd cover for you. - That's all right.
We all have to do things we don't enjoy.
Anyone for coffee?
Okay, so we post Alek at one end of the street.
- What? - We're not there yet.
And I won't be here to sort it out.
Mandatory dinner with mom. Meet up again at 9:00?
- And Alek doesn't need to be here. - He knows.
Hey, mom, I'm home.
Quality time commencing...
When were you going to tell me your father's alive?
- Mom. - Sit.
I can't believe you went through my emails.
Really? That's how you want to play this... the victim?
You want to try again?
I'm sorry. I should have told you.
How long have you and your dad
been communicating?
A couple of months
since my birthday.
Actually I've written him on and off for a few years.
- But he never wrote back. - Until now?
Until now.
My god.
I can't believe this is happening.
Don't you think I have a right to know your father is still alive?
Of course. You do.
- I didn't want to freak you out... - Not your call, kiddo.
It's just three or four stupid emails that don't make any sense.
You were going to let me have him declared dead!
I was afraid if I told you that you wouldn't move on.
That you'd spend all your energy trying to find him
or figure out what happened.
And that would be so wrong why?
Because he is not coming home!
He obviously doesn't want to be found.
Like I said, if he wanted to see us, he would.
I was trying to protect you.
How?
I thought we didn't lie to each other.
And I thought we respected other people's privacy.
I'm not hungry anymore. You can get your own dinner.
- Does that mean we're done? - For now.
Don't even think about it. You're not going anywhere.
You're grounding me?
Get used to it.
He's here.
Rumor has it the Uniter has been grounded.
Ha. Apparently she's invincible to everything
but a rampaging mother.
I kind of thought you were mad at me.
Who says I'm not?
What happened with your mom?
I don't know...
One crazy explanation too many.
Amy said you were thinking about telling her that you're Mai.
There's one person who can't keep a secret.
In her defense, I can be fairly persuasive.
Are you going to tell her?
I don't see how I can't.
- Chloe... - I get it.
Mai and humans can't coexist.
I'm the Uniter. My life is not my own.
You've all made it very clear.
I was about three when my parents were killed in Russia.
I ended up in London
and like you was adopted by humans.
They were a little older, couldn't have kids.
My mom in particular was really sweet.
Where are they now?
Still in London.
Everything changed when I started to transform.
I didn't have anybody there to explain it to me.
You told them?
- What happened? - It doesn't matter.
I'm here now and I'm grateful that Valentina found me.
- Alek. - Maybe your mom would be different.
But once you tell her,
once you cross that bridge...
Just know that things can never ever go back to the way they were.
You can never be human again.
I should go.
Don't worry,
we'll handle things for you tonight.
Thank you.
- I mean it. And Alek... - Chloe?
Chloe?
No locked doors.
Don't do that.
You know, the last time you did that, it definitely left a Mark.
Sorry.
- What did Chloe say? - Not coming.
You had to go all the way there to find that out?
Let's get this over with as quickly as possible.
I'll take the other end of the street.
Wait, what's our signal?
Just listen for the sound of cracking skulls.
Alek, that's not why we're here.
We're just getting them on camera.
Well, I think it's romantic.
He wants revenge against the guys that tried to hurt his Chloe.
- She's not my Chloe. - Don't sweat it, bro.
Chloe broke my heart too after we kissed.
10 years ago.
But still, it hurt.
Do you people tell each other everything?
Uh, I still don't know what the signal is.
Find the girl.
She's here.
I think it's for me.
Hey, Chloe, I hope you haven't lost phone privileges too.
There is no sign of them here, but we'll let you know.
What the hell?
Shh.
Someone's in the house.
Mom, I'm sorry. I should have told you.
Everyone okay in there?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
- What about you? - I'm fine.
I saw the open door and was worried.
Oh my god.
Is... is that the detective?
We have to call 911.
I already called before coming in.
- Okay. - It's okay.
Oh my god.
Thanks.
It's like that's all I ever say to you.
No worries. It's part of the job.
I'm glad you got my text.
I'd just like to point out that in a time of crisis,
the guy you reached out to...
Was you.
Can we start over?
What do you mean?
With everything.
You were right.
The other night,
it wasn't nothing.
But...
I'm just not ready for it to mean as much
as I think you want it to mean.
I need some time to sort all of this out.
You know, I'm quite good at sorting.
As good as you are at complicating?
Perhaps even better.
Hmm.
So a fresh start then.
Maybe on a night when one or both of us hasn't almost been killed.
I don't know if I can work within those kind of crazy restrictions.
- Are they all gone? - Finally.
How are you doing?
Mildly freaked,
but starting to settle. You?
Uh, at the moment, strangely calm,
but I'm pretty sure I'm still in shock.
Do you really think it's him?
I do.
I had been trying to figure out what was wrong with you lately,
and now it all makes sense.
I wanted to tell you. I really did.
He had no right to put you in that position.
But I should have told you.
I'm sorry I was so upset before.
It was him I was mad at,
really, not you.
I have been mourning all these years.
I assumed something terrible had happened to him
and the truth is he just left.
What now?
I honestly have no idea.
This changes everything.
Does it have to?
So dad's alive. So what?
It doesn't change the fact that we figured out how to get along without him.
If he wanted to see us, he'd be here.
You don't know that.
Could anything keep you away from me?
There is not a thing in the world.
What were you going to say?
You said you were sorry for not telling me something.
Just, you know,
the stuff with dad.
No more secrets.
♪ I'm in here ♪
♪ Can anybody see me? ♪
♪ Can anybody ♪
♪ Help? ♪
♪ I'm in here ♪
♪ A prisoner of history ♪
♪ Can anybody ♪
♪ Help? ♪
♪ Can you hear my call? ♪
♪ Are you coming to get me now? ♪
♪ I've been waiting for ♪
♪ You to come rescue me ♪
♪ I need you to hold ♪
♪ All of the sadness ♪
♪ I cannot ♪
♪ Live with inside of me ♪
♪ I'm in here ♪
♪ I'm trying to tell you something... ♪
I think this one's here for you.
Two minutes.
Hey.
I'm sorry about the other day.
And she is a friend.
So not my business.
I know you have a boyfriend and I'm... I'm cool with that.
I just wanted to stop by and say thank you.
For what?
Finding that storage building.
Turns out it had a lot of my mom's stuff in it.
That's good, right?
Yeah. I don't know what I was expecting to find,
but at least it means my dad didn't completely erase her memory.
I found this.
It's...
It's beautiful.
Yeah.
She never took it off.
It was her engagement ring.
I know she would have had it on the night she died.
And the incident report even listed it as one of the things stolen.
If it was stolen, then what's it doing in your dad's storage unit?
I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.
What else did you find?
♪ Living inside of me... ♪
Some letters...
- ♪ Can anybody see me? ♪ - ...Some drawings I drew for her
- when I was really young. - ♪ Can anybody help? ♪