Hey,

I know I said I would update on Monday but I've had homework everyday this week so I haven't really had the time, I hope to update every Friday and Sunday so that it wont get in the way of my school work.

READ!READ!READ! - This story is a sequel to Captivating Cami. Just to let you know. You might want to read Captivating Cami first so you understand a few more things. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Joss Stirling's characters :)

I would be happy to receive any feedback, positive or negative, as long as it is constructive :)

Georgia,X

Don't you hate having to get up in the middle of the night when your thirsty? Oft, I know I hate it.

I padded down the stairs, half asleep and half awake. I didn't care that I was probably waking up half the orphanage as I crashed my
way into the kitchen, knocking every single thing off counter. I forced my eyes open enough so I could make sure the cold milk successfully made it to the glass. I screwed on the cap and plopped it back in the fridge. I turned and grabbed my drink, taking a big gulp of it to clear my dry throat.

This is normal behaviour for me. I tend to always wake up around two or three in the morning and just lie in bed until I manage to drift back to sleep. Sometimes it could be hours before I go back to sleep. I think you could say I have the weirdest sleeping pattern in America. It is currently four o'clock and I'm as tired as hell.

A drop of scarlet suddenly dropped into pure, white liquid, interrupting my train of thought. I just stared at it for a minute wondering why it wouldn't go away. It looked so odd. Red on white. It stood out, like me. Another drop fell into the drink turning the white into a mild pink. Another drop. Then another. My brow furrowed. Why was my milk turning pink!?

My hand flew up to my face, when I pulled back my hand it was covered in red. In blood. I looked back at my drink and realised what was happening. I was having a nosebleed.

Well that is definitely something to wake you up early in the morning.

"Oh shit" I mumbled. I knew immediately that this would be bad, I knew I wouldn't be having just any average day to day nosebleed. I grabbed my coat and pulled on the first pair of shoes I laid my eyes on and I ran from the house not caring that I was still in my cosy pyjamas.

I sprinted down the street, the icy wind blowing my hair around my blood-covered face. Well at least now I was awake. I ran and ran until I made it to Mary-Ann hospital. Don't ask me why its called that, it just is, okay? See that's the good thing about living in an orphanage, your always close to a hospital. They just assume that the kids that live there are always sick, which in my case I am.

I am terminally ill. Another reason why I live in the orphanage and I haven't got a place of my own despite being twenty-one. I jogged into the abandoned building, my head pointed toward the ceiling as I attempted to stop the flowing blood, which was coming thick and fast now, and leaving a horrible stain on my hot pink pyjama top and my white lacy shorts. I was too busy concentrating on my nosebleed, that I smacked straight into someone, probably covering them in my blood too.

"Sorry" I muttered before continuing onto my room. Yes, that's right I have my own room here. I told you I was sick. I am sick a lot which results in my own room. I think I definitely deserve it considering I have been here nearly every day since I was eleven. Ten years. Ten bloody years.

"Woah, what's wrong with you?" His sexy voice questioned. Sexy? What the hell, Lily? I barged straight into my room nearly knocking my Sticker-filled door off its hinges. I pressed the button which sent out a message to one of the many staff that treated me. "Hey, I know you got some serious bleeding going on here but you can't just barge straight into some sick little girls room and start pressing random buttons." He told me in a stern voice. I whirled to face him, I hadn't expected him to follow me in here. I quickly covered my surprised look with a glare.

"I am that 'sick little girl'" I shot back.

" Oh"

"Yeah oh" I mimicked his deep voice badly. At that minute my favourite nurse named Julie bustled in. I plonked myself down on the bed still glaring at the boy waiting for him to leave, which he wasn't.

" Hey Lily, feeling sick or -" her words were cut short when she noticed all the blood that covered most of my face and pyjamas. " Oh my, what happened this time?"

"Just woke up and I was thirsty, when I went and got a drink I noticed it so I ran here." I informed her.

" Just in your pyjamas?"

" And a coat" I pointed towards the pile of fabric in the corner. She shook her head at me whilst fiddling with my nose.

" God girlie, your not doing yourself any favours are you?" I just grinned at her and she smiled back. " Your going to need a cautery. And fast I might add before you bleed to death on me." I groaned as she started calling out instructions into her little walkie-talkie nurse type thingie.

" I hate cauteries! And I have already had like twenty of them what good is this one gonna do?"

" Twenty!?" The boy, who was still standing by the door I might add, exclaimed. Julie jumped at the sound of his voice and spun round. Her eyes landed on him and I could see the questions in her eyes as she turned back to me. I rolled my eyes at her as she handed me a tonne of tissues to try and attempt to stop the bleeding whilst I waited.

"He is not my soulfinder if that is what your thinking" I told her. I heard a gasp and knew that was probably the last thing he expected to come out my mouth. My head turned and I smirked up at him, probably not my most attractive face right now.

" Your a savant?"

"Yep"

" How did you know I was a savant?" He asked.

" My gift. I can sense when a savant is around. I can also tell that your gift is too sense danger and that your parents are soulfinders and you have six other brothers, three of which have found there soul finders" What the hell? The words had just flown from my mouth and I wasn't able to stop them. This guy could be some weird secret agent for all I know. I sneaked a quick glance at him and he was staring wide- eyed back at me, I smirked again.

" That would be, um, very useful" I just shrugged at his reply.

" Well I don't work for the savant net or the others. I'm just me so it's not really used that often. Not many savants in Colorado is there?" He didn't reply, he just stared. I stared back. Julie must of left at some point, I wasn't really sure, I just stared and he stared back. I tried to find out more about him but my gift wouldn't stretch that far. So instead I just settled into his gaze, analysing his milky brown eyes. I think I have a slight obsession...

It wasn't until the doctors came in to work on me that our little trance was broken, he turned to leave obviously not wanting to witness the cautery operation.

"Wait!" I called abruptly. He turned back slowly with a curious expression on his face. " I didn't get your name." I stated. He laughed once before answering.

" Will. Will Benedict."

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