Hello!

I began writing this Fanfiction a while ago and I did upload them on another account (CurseTheGovernment) but the email to that account got hacked a few months ago and the password changed so I cannot get back onto that account. I did want to get writing again so I'll reupload everything, and the newer chapters, to here instead!

Chapter 1

'So, do you want to know the good news or the bad news?'

Vick threw the paperwork down on the table in front of us and I immediately raised my eyebrow at him. It was the middle of our summer break, and both Zed and I had just got back from a three week holiday from Spain to be pulled straight into the dining room. Whilst we were on holiday, there had been a massive case Victor was working on with the FBI about Savant's and a high crime rate among the suspected individuals, but we didn't know the details. Everyone had refused to tell us anything in the fear it would "ruin our holiday", so we were left in the dark. I was mildly thankful, though, as the holiday was incredible; it had been just Zed and I in a private villa on our own small beach, relaxing us from the stress of working the majority of study leave from high school and then the beginning of summer vacation for the FBI in an up haul of crimes. It had died down the week before we departed but picked up the second we touch the golden-white sands of Northern Spain. I knew Zed's parents wanted to keep a close eye on us, not trusting us to be alone, but they also realised very soon Zed would fly the nest for college, and as we were heading to two different colleges with several states between us it would be tough and we would want time together. We'd be spending the majority of time away from each other, only being able to Whatsapp – I don't think we could use telepathy between New York and Denver – and only ever meeting when we'd come back home.

'Vick, what is so important that I didn't even have time to pee,' Zed sighed, leaning back on his chair and putting his arm around me as I leaned into him. Jet lag had hit me hard and whilst it was only seven in the evening in Colorado, it was early hours of the morning in Spain and I just wanted to sleep. Zed, who seemed a bit more alert than I did, had a few to drink on the plane back enjoying the laws of drinking-when-eighteen of the flights and thus willing to participate in the conversation.

'Is Sky awake?' I heard Vick ask and I opened my eyes again that I didn't realise I had shut. Zed was gently stroking my upper arm in soft and reassuring gesture and I found that it had calmed me down considerably – to the point of half asleep.

'Yeah, sorry,' I mumbled and Vick smiled at me.

'I know you two must be shattered, but this is massive so please focus for now. I need the paperwork to be sent off by tonight,'

'Paperwork for what?' Zed asked.

'The case that came up when you was in Spain was to do with college students. An individual was hunting down Savant's who attended colleges in America – powerful Savant's, and was taking them. Six people so far have gone missing, and when they released a list of people who they might want to take guess who appeared on the list,' Vick explained, sitting down opposite us on the table. I noticed the way Zed change the way he was sitting, but couldn't do too much more because I was draped against him.

'Us,' Zed simply said and Vick nodded courteously.

'Both of your pretty little asses were on the list, correct.'

'We can't go to college,' Zed said again and I looked at him in shock.

'I've spoken to Mom and Dad, and to your parents as well Sky, and they were in agreement on two things. One; it was too dangerous for you to go to college on your own, and to the places, you have accepted to go but two, this shouldn't affect your education,' Vick said and I frowned but was gutted. I had my heart set on going to college in America, with my major in music. I tried to focus on what Vick was saying but the disappointment set in. For a brief moment, I cursed the Savant world for trying to mess up my future like this but then I stopped and realised if it wasn't for the Savant world, I wouldn't have my beautiful Soulfinder to my right, whose chest I was laying on half asleep with a terrible headache.

'What we've done is managed to get you both a place in a university in England, with a small house that's a part of a cluster house ten-minute walk away from campus. In regards to you two not being alone, Grace has agreed to swap her university to attend the same one as you so you'll have her, and I believe her Soulfinder is moving down with her too so Jack will be there as well, and our cousins and Uncle and Aunt ready to kick butts if you were to need it,'

I sat up a bit and thought about what he said. A university in England? I had considered it but never went with it because it meant moving away from Zed. I had missed England; the country where I grew up for sixteen years before moving stupid amounts and had wanted to return back where it was completely acceptable to have cups of teas and even have a working kettle in the kitchen and not just a coffee machine. I missed mediocre weather and rain, and I missed how British the place was. I also missed Nando's, but that was a minor point of my love for spicy chicken.

'Why is Grace going to be there?' Zed asked. I had met his cousin, Grace, once before and she was lovely. I thought she was young, maybe fourteen, when she turned out to be twenty. Not only that, she was properly kickass, with a black belt in karate, mixed martial arts and judo and has been working for the English Government for Savant crime since her pre-teens. Also, much like her entire family, she was beautiful too.

'She is going to university so she doesn't always have to kick bad guys arses and when I mentioned the plan to her, she willingly swapped her offers around so she is going to the same one as you to be there in minutes if you need her too. Don't worry, I don't think her anti-socialness will cramp your style,' Vick said.

'What university?' I asked Vick.

'University of Reading,'

Four weeks later, September 2nd

The weeks had gone by in a blur; trying to organise our belongings to be shipped to an address in an area called Earley, which was near the university and trying to prepare our families for the shocks of not having us around. Honestly, I wasn't too sure how I'd deal the shock of suddenly moving in with Zed when neither of us really agreed but I guessed it wouldn't be too much of a shock to us as quite often we were always around each other. Whenever I wasn't around his house, he was around mine.

I sat on the edge of my queen-sized bed, looking around the room that had been completely cleared bedroom which left only the furniture in place. Any idea that it could have been inhibited by me for two years had gone – the photo's on the wall had been taken down and packed in pages of scrapbooks, my blackboard had been washed clean, and all my little objects that used to litter my room making it person had gone in boxes, wrapped in newspaper, to head over England this afternoon. My bedroom now looked like it was in a furniture shop, advertising matching bed frames and wardrobe fittings and completely devoid of any individuality. I sighed, wondering if what I was doing was right but knew it was too late now to back out. I had been mildly nervous for the move to New York, but at least I knew everyone I love would be in the country; now there would an entire ocean between us.

'Last of your boxes is on the truck,' Zed said, walking into my room with only a pair of jeans on, his shirt long gone when he started hauling the boxes from my bedroom, down the stairs and out into the removals van that had been parked outside my house for the last few hours. Honestly, I didn't mind the view but I just had to thank my lucky stars that my parents weren't it. Zed looked at me, his hair tousled and smiling but when he saw my face he immediately put his arms out. I got up and walked into his open arms, resting my head against his chest as I started to cry.

'Oh, baby,' Zed whispered, holding me tight, 'I knew you weren't okay,'

'I'm okay,' I whispered but I knew he didn't trust me – how can you trust someone saying they're okay when they're in tears. 'I just don't want to leave everyone,'

'We'll still come back, as often as you want.' Zed told me softly, before sighing and picking me up, carrying me over to my bed and laying me down, before climbing over me to lay down, hugging me tight to his side as I continued to sob.

'Sky, we don't have to do this,' Zed said, rubbing my side where my shirt had lifted up and exposed a triangle of his hip.

'I want too, I'm just scared,' I whispered.

'There's nothing to be scared off, baby,' Zed whispered. 'I won't leave you when we're in Reading or whatever it is, nothing bad will happen to us, I'll be with you the entire time,' Zed tried to calm me down and it worked but my nerves wouldn't disappear. Zed gently pulled me on top of his chest, pulling my throw around us as he hugged me tightly, running hands up and down my spine and I shivered slightly.

'We'll work it out?' I whispered to him.

'When haven't we worked it out,' Zed simply said, lifting my shirt up slightly to rub the middle of my back, his pinky finger running against the bottom of my bra strap.

'Did you find out any more of the case?' I asked him.

'Yeah, six students all of which were Savant's had disappeared from college dorms, including one from both colleges we were going too. They had sent Vick a list of about eighty individuals who were at risk, and we appeared on them. It was safer for us to go somewhere together and near family. They were going to transfer just you to Denver, but it was where Vick, Trace, Will and Uriel all are so it just seemed like adding more to the jackpot. Vick had a four-hour long phone call with Grace, and they arranged this all perfectly. She was the one who got us our own house although she warned it wasn't too big, it allows pets in case we wanted a cat or something and she transferred herself down to Reading too, but she wouldn't be in the same class as us,'

'Isn't it a bit weird how they've made all of these plans if it was just a risk? They only did it for us two, and not the other seventy-eight or so that were on the list,' I argued back.

'I know, I thought about that. There's something they're hiding. Grace would be willing to look after us, yes, but not for four years for no apparent reason,' Zed shrugged but held me tight as I flinched. I didn't want to spend freshman year watching my back in case someone kidnaps me like they had done to several other students in colleges across America but that's the way it will be.

'We'll sort it out,' Zed whispered to me, 'Don't worry, we'll sort it out,'

That night, Zed had gone back to his house whilst I lay awake in my own bed, terrified of what the next couple of years would hold. Our flight was early tomorrow morning, from Denver to Heathrow where Zed's cousin Grace would pick us up. I had been forced to go to a university I had never seen nor heard of before, apart from the online tours and had only read up on the music degree both Zed and I would be doing. However; their music suites were incredible and had a wider range of instruments in comparison to Denver and New York so I had to give it the benefit of the doubt. I guess the plus side is that I would be living with Zed in our own cluster house so I wouldn't have to worry about dorms or meeting new people I'd be forced to live with. But instead, I had to worry about being kidnapped and never seen again, as I was on a hit list. They say "warning list," for a collection of potential victims but hit list was the real meaning of the word. I had to worry about going out for the night, and not coming back. Or rather, I had to worry about Zed going out and not making it back either. I was terrified of loosing Zed, and this just seemed a recipe for disaster.

Without Zed, I'd be back to nothing.