Family

"Nice this time? Are you implying I haven't been nice?" Kirk chewed on his pizza crust, knowing good and well that Adison knew his style. Break them down to get to the nitty gritty, then come back with a reward to make peace. It usually worked. With people who deserved to be interrogated. Unfortunately, it felt like no one at the Elite really deserved it.

Stepping back over piles of papers, he retrieved his pop can and took a swing as he wandered to the kitchen. "Super heroes, huh? Maybe you're on to something." He returned with a full can of coke and handed it to her. "Maybe we'll crack the secret of the century. The Elite is really full of super heroes destined to save our city." He rolled his eyes and flopped down on the floor in front of the chair where she sat. 

"Did you know that place is full of relatives and relationships? Talk about distractions." He pointed to a couple small stacks that were a couple feet away. "Sapphire and Scott. Twins. Sapphire also dates an ex-agency guy. Misty and Carson. Married but separated. Altho he's only around part time, currently investigating the death of his brother." He held up a finger. "You guessed it - his brother was ex-agency too. Then there's Katie and Jason whose story I can't figure out other than they've been on again off again like fifty times. Then there's Reese himself and Angelica the lawyer. Recently married. Go figure. Oh and Wyatt - he's Reese's own son. Did I mention Misty is Reese's niece?"

He grabbed another slice of pizza, licking some grease off his finger before picking up a paper on Jamie. "Haven't talked to her yet. Don't need to - she's straight. Guess who she's married to? Ex-Elite this time - a mostly deaf giant who may be making a comeback. And speaking of giants..." He paused to wince as his fast soda pop drinking earned him a painful belch. "...Dalton, best friend of Scott? He's engaged to no other than Carson's baby sister."

The more he talked, the more animated he got, the more he gestured, the closer his hand got to whacking Adison in the head. He took another bite of pizza and talked while chewing. "Oh and I failed to mention Jason is the grandson of one of the founders of the Elite - who, by the way, is currently MIA. Katie is related to this batch of people in Texas where supposedly the whole Agency thing started in the first place. Did I tell you she was once engaged to Scott? Yeah. Not sure what happened there, but apparently after he was abducted and thought to be dead, he fell for his counselor - none other than Hope, who," he pointed to a page close by, "yes, now works for the Elite as well, but Scott's so messed up he can't handle any kind of relationship."

Kirk grabbed a napkin before some sauce dribbled on some papers. It might not look like it, but he was very particular about keeping his files neat. "There's even a dog! Two if you count Scott's fuzzball that helps keep him calm. Giants, bad guys, evil crime lords...maybe some super heroes wouldn't be so surprising after all."

Sighing, he gazed across his work. Over on a table was his open laptop where so far he'd typed up three pages as a start to his report. "How do I even write this report? It's a madhouse over there, but they really are like one big family who need and depend on each other."