Chapter1.

Rosemary and lemon. I smiled at the smell then remembered I should be concentrating on parking.

Lena? What is it Ethan?

She sounded mad.

I'm not mad, I'm sorry Ethan I didn't mean to sound horrible.

Right the mind reading I had forgotten about that.

You don't sound horrible Lena, I'm just worried about you. Why?

"Because I love you" I said standing in her doorway smiling. She was sitting on her bed writing in her note book. Her head whipped up at the sound of my voice and she slammed the book shut.

"Ethan!? What are you doing here?!" She exclaimed, I took a step back hurt by her comment. She stepped towards me.

"No! I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!" She frowned "I'm sorry, I love you." I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her tiny waist, she wrapped hers round my neck and leaned in. The room twisted into an inconsequential blur the scent of vanilla and oats poured in.

I couldn't see anything but pure white, Lena wasn't here either.

Ahhhhhhhhh! Lena its okay just breathe

I looked around stricken, "Lena!?" I shouted...No reply.

Lena concentrate! You can do this

Wait, that was my voice. A face popped into view in front of me, like it was being projected onto a large white screen. It was Lena, her hair fell into her face, she flicked it back her eyes were squeezed shut and her face was red, strands of hair stuck to her forehead, she screamed again.

Lena you've got to push!

I stepped backwards and tripped over something and blacked out.

I opened my eyes, Lena was standing above me.

"Ethan!" She pulled me to my feet. "Did you see what I saw?" She asked. I nodded and swallowed and pulled her into me I closed my eyes and breathed in. Lemon and rosemary. I opened my eyes and held her in front of me.

"You're okay right?!" I asked

"Yeah I'm fine" She smiled "We already know not all of these visions are real right? So we've got nothing to worry about." She smiled again. "Anyway I've..." she trailed off, she sat on the bed her face went pale.

"Lena what is it?" I kneeled in front of her.

"Ethan...I'm late." She said.

"For what?" I asked. She looked me in the eye and I understood, I opened my mouth to speak.

"Lena dinners ready!" Macons voice echoed down the corridors. She stood up and brushed past me.

"Just go Ethan. Go home we'll talk tomorrow." She disappeared down the hall. I stood in shock the decided to head home.