We drove for a good few hours from setting off. When we finally did stop for something to eat and some more gas for the bike.

I was sat opposite him, occasionally looking up at the sound of the knife and fork clinking softly against the porcelain plate of bacon and eggs.

"So why are you going to Berlin?" I asked him, making him look up, finish his mouthful then say. "Just... things."

"What sort of things?"

Erik was silent, then just said rather firmly. "Personal things."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I muttered hastily, feeling foolish. He chuckled. "Don't worry." then offered me his last slice of bacon, but I shook my head and smirked. "No, you look like you need it more than me."

He raised his eyebrow once more. "And what does that mean exactly?"

I chuckled and got up, handing my plate in and went into the bathroom As I stood before the mirror, I stared at my reflection- petite with long dark brown hair that had an auburn tint to it. My eyes were ocean blue.

When I returned to the table, Erik had finished and sighed. "Shall we be off?"

"In a moment. I just..." I grimaced, knowing how stupid this was going to sound to him. "See more of the view. All I've seen is walls for god knows how long."

He nodded. "Ok then."

"Huh-?"

"Ok." he nodded, leaning forwards. "I know how you feel."

I was taken aback more than anything- I wasn't one to get pushed around by anyone unless forced to do so... but this did surprise me.

"But aren't you in a rush to get to Berlin?"

He smiled a little. "I have a few days to spare." And all I could do was nod, feeling so very tired- I hadn't had a good nights sleep in forever. He noticed no doubt, for he sighed. "Why don't we find somewhere to stay the night? If you keep your eyes open any longer, I'm sure you're going to drop onto the floor and sleep there."

"Ha-ha (!)" I mocked, but knew his words were true, so I sighed. "Fine then."

An hour later we were booked into a motel where I promptly collapsed onto one of the two beds and groaned, closing my eyes as Erik said. "I'm heading out for a few things."

I opened an eye and frowned. "You're not going to dump me and leave are you?"

He scowled. "No. No I wouldn't do that."

"I wouldn't be shocked..."

Erik rolled his eyes once more, then reached into his pocket and pulled out the key to the motorbike and put it down next to me, showing that he couldn't leave.

He left now, making me sit up and sigh- he was a nice guy to help me like this when he obviously had agendas of his own that he was attending to.

The next morning I woke up and felt it straight away- that flame in my chest was back, brighter and hotter than ever before. I sat up and heard a light snore, making me jump and look over to the other bed where Erik was fast asleep, his back to me under the covers. He really didn't leave after all.

I got up and walked over to the window, pulling the yellowed curtains open a little and stared outside at the place- the sun was rising into the sky, warming my face for the first time in a good while.

After a moment of staring out at Frankfurt, I heard the sheets rustling behind me a little and turned, half expecting him getting up, but he had merely turned over. A frown appeared on my face now as I stepped forwards and tilted my head at his arm for a moment, then realized what the writing was, what it meant.

I bit my lip a little, remembering how he had told me how he knew the feeling of being trapped... poor bastard...

It was when I was making coffee that he woke up, sitting up and having a cup given to him.

"What have I done to deserve this?" he chuckled, taking it and having a sip.

"Well you did save my life."

"I just-"

"Don't ruin it. Just drink your coffee and shut up."

He sighed. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but its cold now."

I growled under my breath, then grabbed the cup and held it in my palm, channeling the heat to it for a moment, then giving it him back. "Better?" I asked, then he chuckled. "Yes, thanks."

Oh what a pain in the ass that guy was already.

Later on, I was watching Erik flick through a mapbook, tapping it with a pen and sighed.

"Something troubling you?" I asked, walking forwards, but he closed it, going. "Diana..."

"Don't 'Diana' me."

"Well don't ask stupid-!" but he soon stopped when he saw the bright blue flames in my hands, but when he didn't finish, they died down and I snorted. "Yeah, whatever." walking out the door and outside.

I walked around for an hour or so, just thinking- I needed to find my sister. She... if she had gotten hurt...

Oh god, what if it was all my fault-? I was the one that was the more outspoken of my powers.

Life was hard.

Erik wasn't there when I got back, but his things were still there, so he hadn't gone too far. I grabbed a shower, staring at my back in the mirror, at its burned surface. I bit my lip a little, remembering how I had gotten captured...

I'd found a neat little way of channeling flames to my shoulder blades, making a form of wings appear, purly made of bright blue flames. Of course, I had been stupid enough to try and fly... and it worked.

Until I landed in the tree and set fire to it that was. No more flaming wings. Quite literally.

I was sat on the bed, staring at the floor when he came back. He didn't say a word, but I did.

"I'm sorry about earlier..." I said quietly, feeling him sit down next to me and put an arm around my shoulder.

"No, it was my fault."

I looked up at him and frowned. "Excuse me?"

"You miss your sister?"

"Of course."

Erik stood up and pulled me to my feet, grinning. "Let's go and get her then."

We carried on along the road now for a day or two, then ended up in a little village near Kassel.

Erik was a rather fun guy, especially when we both got drunk. He started talking German once when he was out of his face, and I didn't have the faintest clue what he was on about.

He'd also been giving me a hand with my power too.

"Ok, let's try that again."

I glanced to my right where he'd made another little metal dinner plate float, then shot into the air so I could practice on it with my flames. The latest one dropped in flames to the floor, singeing the grass a little.

"I think you've really got it now." he told me, letting one of the metal plates balance on one of his fingers, then looked up and met my eyes. "More practice?"

I grinned and nodded, stepping backwards and watched the disc on his finger shoot forwards, taking me by surprise. But before it made contact with my body, it blew up as I hit it with my hand.

"Yeah... I really don't want to get on your nerves now." he chuckled, picking up the other plates and tucked them under his arm, nodding to the bike. "Shall we?"

I smiled, nodding. "I would love to."

Back to reality, I yawned and pulled my heels on, making Erik scoff. "How can you walk in them?"

"Why don't you try them on and find out?"

"I'll pass thank you."

"Wise choice." I laughed, then sighed, pulling on my jacket.

"Where are you headed?" he asked with a frown, setting his drink down. "Out." I laughed, zipping my jacket and turning to the door, but it closed before I could reach it, making me sigh.

"Erik..." I groaned, turning to him, but he just stood up and said. "What about your sister, hmm?"

"We're here at the moment. Might as well relax as much as I can before..." I felt tears in my eyes now at the thought of my sister being hurt. I sat down on the bed, accepting a tissue from my rather good friend. "Thank you." I smiled, then looked at him as he sat beside me. I looked away and said quietly.

"Carmel is a few years older than me, but she was always the stronger of us both. Then things got so bad, from what we were... and she left to stop me getting hurt so much."

"She sounds like a nice person."

"Not if she's mad."

"Oh, she's-?"

"Mmmhmm. A mutant. And quite "frosty" at times."

He laughed at that. "Ice huh?"

"Yeah, snow in July, you name it."

Erik was silent, then said. "We'll be in Berlin in about two-three days. It'll be dangerous-"

"So? This is my sister!"

He nodded. "Fair enough." then raised a hand and brushed the hair from my eyes before saying. "Still want that drink?" I nodded, letting him pull me to my feet, then the door opened for me and he followed me out.

Sat at the bar, I watched him get another beer, walking back over which made me snap to my senses as he set the bottle before me.

"Thanks." I smiled, then said. " What if they've hurt her-?"

"Relax huh?" he said, not in a hurtful way, but I knew my constant worrying was probably annoying the crap out of him. "I know, I worry too much."

"It's nice to have someone to worry about." he now said, opening my bottle in a smirk when I failed.

"Pair of bloody freaks-"

I heard the snort behind me, and so had Erik, for his expression had become stony in a split second. I carried on talking now, a little louder than before, but I knew he was still pissed off by the drunken mans words.

But hell, all we needed was him picking a fight. He'd kill them in a second, and I knew that well.

"Come on-" I said, leaving my half filled beer and got up, raising an eyebrow that made him roll his own eyes and get up, walking ahead of me and back to the motel room.

He sat down on his bed with a glare at the opposite wall as I closed the door, but a sharp snick sounded as it locked by itself.

"So, I say we pass through Kassel and grab a train to Magdburg, then to Berlin?"

Erik nodded, lying down on his bed and closing his eyes.

I lay down myself now with an internal sigh-

Tomorrow would be part of the final push to Berlin...

All I had to do now was hope and pray that Carmel was safe and sound...

Thought I'd be nice and write another chapter since so very many people seem to like this story:) next chapter will be the start of all the action, I promise:D so, thanks and are very much loved:D x Nicola