​     "I sure could use a little help up here," Gramps said over the com.

​     "Dad needs help!" Abby yelled over the din. "Where's the other van?"

​     "Where are you guys?" Noel asked his team. 

​     "We're in the van. We're rising. We're on our way," Estelle replied. She sat in one of the van's car seats. She needed a moment to recover a little. That fucker Centipede had really cut her up. She steeled herself. She gathered strength within herself.

​     "They're on their way!" Noel yelled.

     "They're coming," Abby told Gramps.

     "Give me five minutes," Brock said. "I should have my energy completely back by then."

     Noel said, "I'm not sure we've got..."

     WHAM! 

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