In March of 2011, Keira departed from New York City to get away from Humanis First and prevent both her lover (Amadeus) and her brother (Graeme) from seeing any harsh effects from her admittedly unwitting associations. Initially, she traveled the country a bit, using the money saved up from her rather lucrative line of work, before settling into her brother's guest house in New Mexico. She stayed there for roughly two months, before getting sick of things, and making her way down to the border.
Over the course of six months or so, Keira made her way across Mexico, making connections, and in general offering her services as a hired gun to whoever might need it. She never stayed in one place for too long — at least, not until she found Cabo in late 2011. With its beautiful beaches and warm atmosphere, it was heaven to Keira. She got herself a small house, and 'retired' in the way that only Keira Fionn could retire — she started up her own business and hired people to run guns and a variety of different things for her. With that old Keira charm, she made a business of shipping guns to and from both Mexico and the US. Perhaps in an act of contrition for her involvement with Humanis First (and for her brother's sake), she always made it a point to assist any pro-Evolved groups that she found seeking her business, and passing upon the business of those with anti-evolved sentiments if she could help it.
When the civil war began, Keira went a step further, reaching out and taking a more active role and going out of her way to do business with those fighting for Evolved equality and occasionally lending a few willing bodies to any who might need the assistance from her tiny little Cabo crime empire.
On May 24th of 2013, Keira's 30th birthday, her entire world turned upside down; the one thing she had always thought, that she was just a regular human, turned out to be completely wrong. It was a particularly wonderful birthday night — she had just completed a rather enjoyable bout of celebrations with her friends and colleagues and was about to enjoy the company of a lover. Both were enjoying the effects of a possibly copious amount of cocaine, and things got a bit heated…and then, suddenly, Keira was a man — no, she was her lover, and her lover was screaming, and then she was screaming in her lover's voice, and then they were scooting away from each other, and then she was screaming in her own voice again, and her lover was screaming again, and everything was a panic.
That night ended with Keira, confused about what had happened, watching as her lover hastily dressed and left, never to return again. She couldn't blame him, really — if she was having sex with someone and they turned into her, she would probably leave and never return, too.
Keira withdrew, running her tiny business from afar as she struggled to understand what was going on. After she oh-so-briefly flickered into the faces of her friends Tibby and Caspian (and back to herself again), she finally determined that she was actually an Evo — and a fresh SLC-E test confirmed this to be true. A bit more exploration with trusted people and Keira finally figured out that she was a shapeshifter of sorts, able to change into a person through touch alone. She couldn't change into her friends, who were also Evolved — only the non-evolved were susceptible to her ability.
She used this to her advantage more than a few times, assuming the identities of other crime bosses in town and summarily destroying their businesses, only to absorb them into her own business.
One can only stay in Cabo while being covered in clothing from neck to toe in clothing before life begins to get sweaty and miserable — and Keira was homesick for her chilly New York weather. The civil war was over, America was sleepily climbing its way out of the hole it had dug itself into, and the New York Safe Zone had just been established. It would be needing someone to handle crime up there, and Keira couldn't help but enjoy the notion of reconnecting with her family — especially now that she has a bit more common ground with them — criminal activity aside.
So, in August of 2016, Keira decided to retire from her life in Cabo. She left her business to her trusted associate (with promises of working together in the future), got together as much money as she could, and made her way back to America. She opted for an (extremely) slow trek across the war-ravaged states, to pay her respects to the country that once was. She stopped in a variety of cities — some inhabited and some no longer able to be — on her way back home. Sometimes it was to pay respects to a once great city — others, it was for making connections and reconnecting with old friends and coworkers (and even crashing a friend's college acting class to learn how to better pretend to be the people that she could now become).
Now, nearly a year and a half later, Keira's finally arrived in New York, ready to set up shop and hopefully figure out how to start a business up here.