Hey everyone. So … I got addicted to another TV show! The Tomorrow People is awesome and I really hope it gets a second season. Anyhow, I totally ship John and Astrid – Cara annoys me and she is no way near good enough for John – who's just adorable. So I dunno if this is going to be a oneshot or what, only reviews and time (and work) will tell!

Project Transfer Online

Roger glared at the Founder as though he wished he had Superman's laser vision, so he could shatter the man completely. The Founder circled the brothers, like a predator stalking his prey. Jed glanced at Roger frantically, as though he were mentally willing his brother to do something. This was not how the partnership was supposed to end. They were supposed to help people. Human and paranormal. The Founder cleared his throat before speaking in a very low, hushed tone.

"The human race has experienced a leap of evolution like none has seen before. Even though the new species, us, we have powers; human instinct, what makes us want to live or die, what makes us want to live not simply survive – is still there. We feel emotion, like humans do. We feel love, and heartache, like humans do. So in reality, we are not that different from them. Not really. You guys are brothers – you should know. Homo suprerior we call ourselves. I say we simply use our paranormal, advanced abilities to help others who are less fortunate in evolution. Why are we so selfish if we all want what's best for the human race...and if that means studying a few our own species for the greater good of society." The Founder stared directly into Roger's still eyes, "They so be it."

Jedikiah rubbed his temples as he awoke from another memory. For some reason, ever since meeting Stephen for the first time, his darkest memories have come back to haunt him. The box had been opened in his mind.

Jedikiah sighed as he downed a glass of scotch. Drinking at this early in the morning. He scoffed – he really was losing it. It was his damned Nephew's fault. Why did everything always come down to family?

"Hey hon."

Jed smiled as Morgan wrapped her arms around his torso. "Call in sick, Jed."

Jedikiah laughed bitterly. "I wish I could, but the Founder would suspect something. He suspects me as it is. I hate these constant lies Morgan, I wish…"

"I know. I know." Morgan said soothingly, stroking his forehead gently, "But we are survivors Jed. We will get through this war, then we can have a family of our own."

Jedikiah smiled grimly. "You make it sound so easy."

Morgan flashed a bright smile at him. "It will be. I should probably go to, head back to the lair before the Tomorrow People suspect I'm gone."

Jedikiah kissed her gently on the forehead. "You do that. Keep an eye on John for me, will you?"

Morgan nodded, "You have my word."

After throwing on a pair of jeans and a jumper, Morgan kissed Jedikiah on the cheek and vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving the Ultra agent alone. Jedikiah was about to walk out of the hotel room he and Morgan had rented for the night, before a buzzing penetrated his ears. He paused, and reached into his coat pocket and drew out his mobile. A smile then brushed his lips as he read and re-read the text in case he wasn't just imagining it. No, this was actually happening. The message read:

Project Transfer is a go.

Suddenly today wasn't going to be so bad after all.

John hissed with pain as Cara removed the bandages, and replaced the bloody ones with fresh antiseptics. Damn bullets hurt. Cara sighed.

"John you shouldn't have done it, we don't save humans."

John scowled and shoved Cara's hands away from his wounds. "I'll finished it myself." He said bitterly.

Cara growled. The girl could be so stubborn. "Why? Why would you risk your life for her?"

John physically blanched. How could Cara be so selfish? It was as though he had returned home to a completely different person. Maybe that's what leadership did to you – it created a robot, someone only focused on survival. But survival was not truly living. John had never experienced living until…

Until he had met Astrid Finch.

"Because she's Stephen's best friend."

No it was way more than that. John thought. He cared for her. When he had thought he was about to die – her voice, her beautiful angelic voice gave him strength. It was at that moment when he realised that he and Cara were never meant to be. Although there was so much history between them, there were also so many lies, manipulations, and secrets. He couldn't do it.

"No. John." Cara said sharply, "We don't help humans."

"Well maybe it's about time we did!" John shouted, so suddenly that Cara looked slightly alarmed… and even fearful. Maybe she knew about…

"You love her." Cara said quietly. So quietly that John almost missed it.

"It's… no…um…it's…" he stuttered. Great. He chastised himself. Now it's completely obvious.

His heart twisted, he felt a stabbing pain that was almost as painful as the bullet when he saw Cara's eyes tear up. Tears began to fall like drops of molten silver.

"John. After everything we've been through. After all those secrets and lies, we managed to stay together… b…but n…now you ab…bandon me for a human!" she shrieked the last word, causing John to flinch.

"Technically you were the one who kicked me out!" John's voice was equally as loud, but not quite as high.

"Oh…" Cara pointed a shaky finger at him. "Wrong answer. And I may do it again."

"Cara you can't just…"

"I can 'cos now I'm leader not you."

"A leader who makes unfair decisions based on her emotions and not the overall picture."

"Ugh!" Cara spat, "You are so dead John!"

Cara narrowed her eyes as she stood up in rage, kicking the side of the sofa in frustration. "I thought you were the one." She said through teary eyes, "I thought you were my…"

John scowled, "That didn't stop you from sleeping with Stephen, The Chosen One."

Cara froze. It was as though all of her fight had drained out of her. She swallowed and steadied herself against the nearby table.

"I thought we were passed that." She whispered.

"How could I forget that?" John sighed. "Cara, I wish things could go back to the way they were between us, but I feel as though they never will… there will always be something missing. I can't trust you. I can't trust you that the next time Stephen comes knocking on your door, you will let him in."

"Then I guess this is it." Cara said softly. She gently pressed her hands on John's shoulders and they kissed, for the last time. But this kiss had no spark, it was simply a farewell.

"But we are still friends, right?" John asked quickly.

"I don't know, John. In time, yes we'll have to be I guess." Cara shrugged. "Astrid can stay her for now, but it is only temporary."

"Thank you, Cara." John smiled one of his few genuine smiles, "I appreciate that."

"Whatever." Cara said crisply, she was about to leave when the ex-couple heard a knock on the door. It was Stephen, appearing a little more worn out than usual.

"Stephen, what happened?" John asked, "Is everything alright?"

Stephen's eyes were wide with terror. "I teleported Astrid to her house to collect some supplies whilst her parents were out. An hour later I went to bring her back her but…" A tear slid down his cheek, "Ultra got her."

John's heart lurched in his throat, raw panic seared through his bones like electricity. "She's not…"

"No. She's not dead."

John let out a sigh of relief.

Stephen shook his head. "But she's going to wish she was. She's at Ultra, she's been subjugated to a new power transfer program…"

"No." John said quietly, "They'll kill her." He tried to stand up, but pain shot from his abdomen. He staggered and collapsed onto the sofa, panting quietly.

"Jedikiah thinks he knows how to transfer a paranormal's powers to a human. They've had Astrid's cousin detained at the Citadel for some time, the two have the same blood type and are almost identical, more like sisters than cousins. I didn't even know she existed, Astrid thought she was dead."

"Save her Stephen. Please. Save them both." John said desperately, Stephen raised his eyebrows but then said nothing. He only just noticed the fact that Cara had not uttered a single word, nor had she helped John when he had fallen off the sofa in panic. No way. Stephen thought. They've broken up!

"We'll help, as there is a paranormal who needs it." Cara said coldly.

Stephen and John sent her piercing glares. "What about Astrid?" They said, at the same time. Stephen eyed John, who was fiercely trying to hide the blush that was crawling up his cheeks.

"And Astrid." Cara said through clenched teeth.

Russel suddenly bounded into the room, saving them from an awkward silence. "What up bitches, we gonna kick some bad guy ass or what?" Russel reached Stephen, going in for a high-five. Stephen ignored the hand. "Dude!" Russel said, "What's with the rejection."

"Astrid's in trouble, she's detained at Ultra, along with her paranormal cousin." Stephen murmured.

Russel's mouth formed a giant 'o' as the information sank in. He then growled and punched the wall in frustration, hissing in pain in the process. "What are we waiting for then Cara, let's bring our lady home!"

"Yeah." Cara said grimly, "Russel, pick a small ops team, we leave in an hour, John you stay here."

John opened his mouth as though to protest, but then thought differently as a pain coursed through his abdomen. "I'll man Tim."

"Here to be of service." The computer answered.

"You do that Johnny-boy." Russel winked at his friend, "Alright, let's get these sons-of-bitches!"

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