My plan worked, and I rolled forward, then jumped back onto my feet, looking back up at the plane. With my eyesight, I could see Adam staring out the plane window, but I knew he couldn't see me. I turned and ran, again becoming a blur.

The orphanage was back in Florida, where the plane had landed. By asking directions, I had discovered I was in South Carolina. I jumped on a train headed to Florida. I knew it was stupid, but the men knew I wasn't there, and they wouldn't stay there for long.

I ran a hand through my hair, shaking my head. I couldn't get the image of Adam staring out the plane window out of my head. There was something about him, but I couldn't think of what it was. There was only one thing I was sure about.

I wanted to see him again.

"Stop being stupid, Livvy," I muttered to myself. "He's just a human. Forget and move on, you've got something important to do!"

I sat back, leaning my head against the seat and closing my eyes. I was exhausted, the running and fighting finally beginning to affect me. I sighed and relaxed against the seat, falling asleep slowly.

The train bolted to a stop, and I jumped forward, my eyes open. We were close to the train station, but we weren't there yet. I looked around, and everyone was looking at the back of the train. I followed their gazes.

Through the glass, I could see the men in the next compartment back. I stood up and ran to the front of the train. They spotted me, and I could hear one of them yell, "Get her!"

I pulled open the door and jumped to the next compartment. I grabbed the railing and pulled it off, turning around and sliding it into the door handle, bending it so it would hold for at least a few minutes. I darted inside the train compartment and grabbed on of the poles, pulling myself up onto the ceiling. I had each palm pressed to one side of the roof, and each foot doing the same.

I heard them rush inside, and they looked around. When the first one was underneath me, I let my feet drop and kicked him in the back of the head. He fell down, unconscious. The next one tried to grab my feet, and I positioned my feet on his shoulders and let go of the ceiling. He crumpled under my weight, and I jumped off him. I grabbed the arm of the next man, twisting it and elbowing him in the gut.

"Who taught this chick how to fight?" he coughed, falling on the ground.

I punched the last one across the face and kicked the glass of the window, diving out and rolling onto the ground. I looked at the train, and sprinted away from the train station, and instead towards the airport. There were more people there; it would be easier to dodge them there and escape.

I ran inside, stopping. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm, making me whirl around. I sighed in relief; it was only Adam.

"You…you're alive!" he exclaimed. "How? You jumped out of an airplane! Thousands of feet above the ground!"

I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand off me, my eyes wild. "Do me a favor, Adam. Leave this alone. Forget about the plane. Trust me, it's for your own safety."

I heard more shouts, and I cursed at myself. Should have known they had more than just one group following me. Looking at Adam, I knew they'd hurt him to try to get information out. I grabbed his wrist.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, then pulled him towards the exit. I saw a security guard, and kicked him down, grabbing his gun and tazer. I tossed the gun to Adam. "Use this if they get too close to you!"

I ran towards them, a blur. I slid on my knees when I came close, tazering his side. He fell to the ground shaking. I kicked the feet out from under another one and touched the tazer to his neck before rolling onto my feet. I punched the next man across the face and tazered him in the stomach.

I was by Adam's side again in a matter of seconds, crushing the tazer beneath my foot and taking the gun from him. "What's going on?" he demanded.

"I'll explain later," I promised. "But now that they've seen you, they're going to target you. You're not safe anymore." I grabbed him again and pulled him out the doors. I found a taxi and shoved the driver out of it, getting in and peeling out of the airport.

"We're alone," Adam said, looking at me. "Now explain to me what just happened!"

"We're never alone," I muttered. "I'll explain when we stop. But we need to check somewhere first." The directions to the orphanage was burned into my mind, and, driving far over the speed limit, we reached it in less than two hours. It was silent the entire drive.

I got out, and so did Adam. "Keep quiet while we're inside. I'm going to need to do some serious lying, so don't blow it," I murmured, then walked inside.

I went to the desk inside, smiling. "Hello there," I said in my sweetest voice. "I'm looking to adopt. But I have some specific names I got from an old friend of mine. Could you tell me if any are still here?" I handed her a list I'd made in the car of the names of the 4 other children that had escaped my planet with me.

She smiled. "Of course." She checked a list on the computer, but shook her head. "I'm sorry, darling. These children have already been adopted, some several years ago."

"Could you tell me who adopted them?" I asked. The woman shook her head.

"I'm afraid I can't. I'm sorry. Would you like to meet some of our other children?" she looked hopeful, but I shook my head.

"No, thank you. I was really hoping for one of these 4. But oh well." I smiled sadly and pulled Adam outside with me. I got back into the taxi and leaned my head against the seat, taking a deep breath.

Adam looked at me. "What's so special about those 4 children?" he asked.

"They're my friends," I said softly. "I haven't seen any of them in 5 years. I was hoping to see them all again." A wave of fury travelling through me, I hit the steering wheel. "We should be together!"

Adam touched my shoulder gently, and I flinched. He saw it and pulled back. "I'm sorry," he said. "Maybe you'll find them."

"There's no maybe," I hissed through my teeth, starting the car and backing out. "I'm going to find them. I don't care how long it takes."