"It is a powerful thing," she agreed. When she'd met her father, so many things had started to click into place for Brooke. Her powers, for instance, were entirely derived from Manuel, as was her colouring, considering her blonde-haired, blue-eyed mother.

"I'm not particularly close to my mom's side of the family," Brooke admitted. "Neither is my mom, admittedly. My mom and I...well. She fled town when she discovered my dad was in town and that he was reaching out to me - apparently he's been living in London for awhile - and I haven't really heard from her since." There was more of a story there, Brooke knew there was.

She simply didn't know what that story was, though ever since Rachel had diagnosed Brooke as a woman with sociopathic tendencies, she had wanted to know, more than anything, what the story there was.

"Do you miss her? Your mother?"