The plot bunny that has clamped onto my brain, and is taking up the space not used for school. For my other stories, I never will give up on my stories, there is a list on my profile saying which ones are on hiatus untill I can continue or can start rewriting them. The ones not on that list will be ones that I will try to update.

These are the things that are taking up my time at the moment: SCHOOL, my rangers group, trying to get a passport, getting ready for a trip to europe next summer, trying to find a job, dealing with orthodontist appointments every 8 weeks (braceface now *thumbs up*), trying to decide what to do with my future, and trying to sleep with all that going on. Anyone who wants to flame because of time between chapters, choose one and yell about that before you choose to flame.

Well, story info now. Thankyou for listening to my speal, I think that's the word. This is a Fem!Human Torch/Bruce Banner fanfic. Yay, mind giving me a crack pairing that plagues my mind. You no like, you leave, NOW. For those who want to contiue have at it.

Chapter 1: Enough is Enough

Josie (Josephine) Storm had finally had enough. From being the only one who actually wanted to keep her powers, when all three of the others wanted to be normal again (she got where Ben was coming from, he had a very good reason) until they saved the day and all that jazz, all the way to being the whipping boy(girl, but that's not the point) when everything went wrong on a very bad day. Okay that first thing was strike one and the last thing was strike seven. She gave them four extra strikes for God's sakes, she was allowed to finally have enough. Though having your own flesh and blood, your god dam sister, believe the paparazzi over her had been the major catalyst of her decision.

She pretended that she was heading to bed early, and no one saw anything suspicious about that. Once she had closed the door behind, she locked it. She quickly grabbed two duffle bags from her closet, and dumped their original contents on the bed. She grabbed clothes, anything she couldn't live without, and the essentials (hairbrush, toothbrush, womanly products etc.) and stuffed both of the bags. After packing, and looking around, she found that she had a lot of things she didn't need. Looking at her dresser she saw the business card she had found and put their earlier, and grabbed it. She took her phone from her pocket and quickly disabled the GPS (drunk booty calls with no sex can teach you a thing or two). She then quietly headed over to and unlocked her bedroom door.

She headed towards the room where the kept their suits. She grabbed the four that were hers and shoved them into one of the Duffles. Who she was headed to could probably use it, she really didn't give a hoot if Reed didn't want to share (the suits formula would have helped with the hulk pants conundrum a long time ago). She made her way to the elevator. She pressed the button and let ride to the parking garage give her time to collect herself because flaming on in the elevator would only hinder her leaving.

Once the doors opened she headed towards the car she drove usually, her red Pontiac Firebird. This was the car her father had let her fix when she was sixteen and wanted a car, it was to show how much she truly wanted a car. This was the one she drove to not be seen from the paparazzi and not pick up any of her nightlies. She pulled the keys from her pocket and started the ignition after throwing her bags in the back. She pulled out of the garage, and headed out onto the streets of New York.

Wow, author's note almost as long as the chapter. High five to me. Okay ramble is done.

Adios Little Blossoms,

Lady-SakuraBlossom