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The last thing that Caine remembered was Little Pete giving him that sweet memory of Diana right before he took over his body to defeat Gaia. It had been the sweetest memory and yet he couldn't even remember what it had been now that he looked back despite being so happy when he saw it in his head. All he could remember was that it had been about him and Diana when they were together. After that he entered a wall-less, roof-less, floor-less white room where he just stood, staring around at the bright area and ignoring the sting in his eyes that seemed more like mental than physical pain. He hadn't been abled to move and there didn't seem to be anything or anyone around him so it wasn't the hell (or even the heaven) he had expected. He couldn't have been in the white room for long because he barely had a chance to take any heavy steps forward when everything went black like someone had turned off the lights. It was dark and slowly feeling came back into his skin. Taste came back into his dry throat. Smell came back into his nose and the wind began to blow around his hair.

When he opened his eyes he saw the two girls standing over him, watching closely as he blinked and tried to focus on their features. Not only was he cold, sore and aching but he was confused. Was that... like... the entry way to hell? Was it the first step before you were sent back into the world you would spend an eternity? But it couldn't be hell. He recognised Astrid immediately, kneeling over him. She wouldn't be in hell and since when had she died in the first place? So... What was going on?

The brunette - who seemed familiar but only vaguely - grabbed his arms as Astrid moved and grabbed his shoulders. Together the two of them hauled Caine up to his feet. He stretched his body as best as he could and heard a click in his spine that somehow eased a good portion of his pains. As he moved up and was guided and walked over to the nearest tree to lean on, he felt everything easing off and feeling somehow better then more he moved around. His limbs no longer burned, his bones didn't shake in his skin, and even though he nearly fell over at first he could already feel himself slowly regaining balance. His knees shook. His ankles quivered but he stayed up on his feet. When he leaned back on the tree he took in shaky breaths and shivered as the cold wind hit his bare skin while the soft warm material clung to his body.

Both of the girls were taller than he was now, but surprisingly not by much. They were both holding his elbow, steadying him, making sure he didn't collapse down. Somehow he found this insulting and shook his arms free, holding onto the tree behind him and holding himself up instead. He wasn't weak and he didn't need their help. As soon as he was pretty sure he might not fall, he turned to frown at Astrid. Yup, it wasn't his imagination, she was older. Different too, somehow...

"What is going on?" Caine moaned. His voice was stronger than he thought it would be. There was a slight raspy quality to it but after two coughs it sounded almost as good as new.

"Caine? Can you hear me?" Astrid spoke slowly and loudly like he was some broken doll.

"Oh go bang your head on a dictionary." Caine snarled. "I'm not deaf!"

"He's fine." Astrid snorted. She sounded slightly more relaxed but with a quick glance, Anna could still see the terror behind her eyes. She was still completely freaked and her mind was still working terribly hard to work out how or why this was happening.

"He looks like he's going to throw up." Anna suddenly said, taking a sharp step back away from his slowly greening face.

"Who the hell are you anyway?" Caine snapped, turning to glare at her.

Anna looked offended. She blinked and then frowned, crossing her arms across her chest. Of course she didn't make a big impression while she was in the FAYZ but she still felt slightly insulted at how blunt he was. Trying to brush it off, Anna lowered her arms and offered a false smile.

"Anna... Anna Brakley? I helped take care of the day care with Mother Mary..." Caine looked blank. "I poofed first with my sister Emma!"

Caine stared at her, then rolled his eyes like he was bored and turned to face Astrid. Anna just barely held herself from slapping him around the face.

"Listen... Caine... Are you okay?" Astrid asked, still slow like he was Little Pete.

Caine turned and glared at her. Never had he liked Astrid. She had been a know it all, and from day one she had been intent on hating him even when it appeared he was helping everyone else out in Perdido Beach. Not only that, but she was the opposite of Diana in so many ways. First... She was blonde, Diana had lush dark hair. Second, she was goody two shoes and Diana was wicked... In a hot way. And then there was also the fact that she was Sam's girlfriend and anything that Sam liked, Caine was intent on hating.

"I'm fine!" He snapped. "Just dizzy and... confused. I mean... How did you two die?"

Silence.

Then Anna stepped forward once more. She tried to put on her best sweet smile face she saved for kids but it was hard considering what an ass he had just been to her.

"We are not dead, Caine." Anna said slowly. She glanced as Astrid.

"You're alive." Astrid finished for her.

"Wait, what?" Caine frowned.

"You're alive." Astrid continued. "I just came over and you were lying on the ground. You're back in the real life world. You are alive. We don't know how, we don't know why and we don't even know when. For all we know you could have been lying here for days before I found you."

Caine stared at her and frowned. He was trying to see who exactly she was and what she was talking about. Clearly he couldn't be alive again. He'd been killed when Little Pete took over his body. But then why was he here if they weren't all dead? No, they had to be dead. Maybe they were just in denial and couldn't accept their deaths. But then... No, they had to be dead. Caine couldn't accept that he was alive purely because he did not want to get his hopes up that this might be over and he might be able to live his life again.

"OW!"

Jumping, Caine shouted and moved away from where Anna stood with her hands out from where she had painfully pinched his shoulder blade. He reached up and rubbed his shoulders, glaring at Anna where she stood, almost smugly. Astrid looked just as shocked, standing watching the two of them.

"What the bloody hell was that for?" Caine snapped. He lifted both hands and pointed it straight Anna who didn't even flinch.

"No!" Astrid snapped and jumped in the way to protect Anna.

She had no idea the extent of Caine's powers. She was in danger of being smashed and squashed into the nearest tree if she pissed Caine off too much.

Nothing happened. Caine frowned and pushed his hands in front of him, pumping his arms repeatedly at Astrid and Anna in front of him but neither of them moved an inch. Confused, he tried stepping forward, then backwards. Then forward again and then he tried shaking his hands like they were a set of spray cans that just weren't working. But still nothing happened. He didn't have any powers.

"The whole world has turned back to normal." Astrid whispered, relaxing. "Including your powers."

"This doesn't make any sense..." Caine croaked. "I... I died. I died and... And I had powers and... and..."

For the first time in her life, Astrid felt pity towards him and stepped forward, very slowly, like he might lash out at her if she moved too quickly, she placed her hand on his shoulders. Even if he disliked her, the feel of her warm hand on his shoulder seemed to stop more aching in his bones. When he looked at her, he saw it. Honest confusion in her eyes. He was alive and even she didn't know how. Astrid the Genius was once again at a loss.

Astrid gently took his elbow in her hand. "Look, we have no idea how this is happened or why but I'm sure we will figure it out just like we did the FAYZ. It took time but we worked it all out. Listen, Caine, why don't you come with me and I'll take you back to my apartment. We can get you some better fitting clothes, maybe something to eat. You hungry?"

He turned and glared at her again, shaking her off his arm. "Do I look like a two year old? Honestly, you're looks may have changed but your people skills sure haven't."

Astrid growled as Caine turned and began to walk away. He sure as hell hadn't changed, either.

Anna watched the two of them finding herself mildly amused. They were clearly disliking one another's company and just from looking at them she could see they both thought they were better than one another.

"Well?" Caine snapped, glancing over his shoulder. "Are you coming or are you going to stand there snarling like a bitch?"

Astrid gaped and took a breath to calm herself down. At this point Anna wondered if she should just leave the two at it and head home before she got drawn into any other games being played by these people. But then she found herself being drawn to them. Not only was she interested to see how Astrid lived, or to see Sam again, but she hoped that she might stick around long enough for Astrid to find the answer as to how Caine was alive. Maybe it was worth tagging along.

Just as Astrid turned to ask her if she was coming, Anna ran to catch up. The girls walked side by side behind of Caine as he strode ahead right up to the iron gates before he paused to glance either side, unsure of which way to go. Astrid was resisting the urge to smirk and laugh, let him blunder around for a few minutes when she realised yet another one of her fears and why she had needed someone's help.

"Wait!" Astrid gasped, running ahead and grabbing Caine's shoulder. "We can't let alone see you?!"

Anna caught up. "Why not?"

Astrid rolled her eyes and Anna resisted yet another urge to slap someone. She was getting a lot of them that day.

"Because it's Caine!" Astrid snorted, stepping on front of the two of them. "Caine, Mr and Mrs Brattle-Chance and I were on the radio when we read your letter out to the world. You basically confessed to all of the murders and problems. Technically you could get arrested for it all too. And it's not like they didn't broadcast your pictures all over the television. I mean, I ever heard a rumour that someone was working on your documentary!"

Caine blinked at her. "My what?"

"Your documentary. One of those stupid films where they find out why they did it and how the serial killers grew up the way they did. In other words, we step out there with you striding down the street and people are bound to try and call the police." Astrid explained in a rush of breath.

"Astrid... He's dead." Anna pointed out.

"Exactly." Caine smirked, nodding at Anna like she had proved his point.

"Hello! You think everyone is going to think that! There will be those calling up because their unsure, or those that think you faked your death, or even those that have a blank moment and can't even remember you died. Or even if there are just those people that stop because they feel like commenting how much you look like the guy who confessed to the FAYZ incident. I mean it's not even like the FAYZ is a thing hardly anyone has heard about. It was spread around the entire world for goodness sake. Just take a moment and think." Astrid stressed. "The point is we don't need the distraction or the stalling. We need to get you back to our apartment before anyone tries anything. Clear?"

Caine turned to look at Anna, pointing at Astrid. "Did she ever stop being bossy?" He asked.

Astrid scowled as Anna shrugged. "How should I know. I didn't even know she was bossy before."

"I am getting tired of being made fun of." Astrid snapped. She stepped aside, waving her hand at the iron gates. "Fine, Caine. Go ahead. Get going. Walk down the street." Astrid placed both hands on her hips and glared at him. "Anna and I will stay here and bet on how long it takes before you're stopped and arrested or talked to or stabbed by some crazy nut."

He nearly did it. Caine nearly stepped forward and strode away from her just to wipe that smug look on her face.

But the thought of being arrested didn't sound very appealing. Especially since they would be asking him questions he just didn't have the answers to. Caine would need to settle back at least until he found out what was happening and then he could leave and live his life. Maybe he could find Connie Temple and seriously ask her why, or maybe he could find some other people who pissed him off and give them a scare. And then there was always...

Not realising he was getting ready to follow her and thinking he needed more encouragement, Astrid brought up the one thing he had just been thinking about.

"Diana lives with Sam and me now." Astrid said. "If you get back to my apartment then you could see her. But you might be needing help with that."

Caine turned and glared at her. "Just wait until I get my powers back."

"You think you're going to?" Astrid snorted.

"Of course. Don't you?" Caine rolled his eyes. "We had them before the FAYZ, why not after?"

"Well..." Astrid stuttered. "Because when the FAYZ wall went it took all our powers with it. I mean we had them because of the radiation and because of Gaia, so when she died she took the radiation as well as the rest of our powers."

Caine rolled his eyes. "Believe that, but I'm gonna believe we can get our powers back eventually." He waited and waved his hand forward. "Are you going to lead or are we camping out here tonight?" It was a subtle move and neither girl noticed, but Caine was trying to casually move a nearby leaf. It didn't even flick.

Anna was pretty sure she could see that Astrid was now having similar urges as Anna to slap Caine. It was nice to know she wasn't alone. But she felt she should somehow be the peace maker in this because... Well because there was no one else here who could. So she stepped up between the two of them and held her hands out facing each other.

"Cool it guys. I'm hungry, so, as a thank you, I'm heading back with you guys and Astrid can cook. Yeah?" Anna said, looking at Astrid.

Astrid breathed out, letting steam through her nose. "Sure. This way. And Caine, keep your head down and try and hide behind your hair or something. Don't speak and stick in between Anna and me."

She didn't wait for answer. Instead she strode ahead with Anna pushing Caine along to keep him up in between the two of them. He seemed to being purposely stubborn on her, dragging his feet and forcibly slowing them down as he put all his weight on her hands. Finally he grew bored and walked beside of Astrid, doing as she said surprisingly enough by ducking his head and moving his long hair so it just covered his upper face as best as he could. They were lucky his hair had grown so long. He walked ducking behind the two girls but it wasn't very busy in the day time, even on such a nice day time. Five cars passed in total, but all of them were moving much too fast for them to see Caine or Anna or Astrid. Then three groups of people and one solo person wandered passed. All of them were on the other side of the streets and didn't even look up at them even if they did happen to be keeping pace.

Caine hated walking slowly. His feet kicked stones and pebbles on the floor just to keep himself entertained. Eventually he annoyed the girls and Anna kicked out her foot, knocking the pebble out of his range and dragging him along slightly faster before Astrid grabbed him and slowed him down. She would have liked to rush, maybe they would have gotten home faster, but the problem was drawing attention. The wind would blow his hair out of the way and running would immediately bring every eye onto the three of them. They might even be stopped or Caine could very well trip while they were running since he still wobbled on his feet. His bones and limbs had long since stopped aching but ever now and then he would make a movement that would leave him feeling like something had disconnected his body from his brain. The walk normally didn't take Astrid too long to and from the park but because they kept pausing whenever a car or person passed it took them nearly forty five minutes before Astrid was unlocking their front door and stepping inside.

"It is freezing in here!" Anna suddenly shouted.

Astrid turned and scowled at her. "It is perfectly fine in here. It's just hot out there. Come on and sit down."

It was quite small, the only thing that they could afford on such low paying jobs. Even most of the furniture was second hand. Astrid's parents had supplied their main room furniture, and the kitchen counters and sink had come with in the joining kitchen area. The bedroom had all been brought second hand from a old shop. It had three rooms, not including the tiny kitchen. The walls had all been repainted by the three of them one happy storming night and most of the floor was just floorboards rather than carpet or anything. It was small, it was second hand, it was quite run down and it was cheap but Astrid considered this more of her home than any other place and she loved it. So it meant she was not going to stand for anyone insulting it.

Caine moved and threw himself down on one of the thick soft red double sofa, putting his feet up on the home made beaten coffee table that had been covered with an old shower curtain to keep it from stained. Instantly he relieved himself of the shoes and ran a hand through his hair to get it off out of his face.

Astrid found herself staring at him. "Well make yourself at home." She snorted.

"Will do!" Caine smirked and reached for the controls.

"If you want to watch something you might want to switch on the TV." Astrid said and waved Anna over to the kitchen area.

Caine groaned but got up and soon was throwing himself back once more as he began to channel surf. He hadn't been able to watch TV like this since before the FAYZ and then he died. Everything was different now. New shows. New channels. Even a few new actors and actresses glamourizing the screen.

As Caine got comfy and reacquainted himself with the news, music, cartoons and soaps that were supplied for him, Astrid turned on the kettle and opened the fridge, preparing sandwiches.

"What would you like?" Astrid asked Anna.

"I'll have chocolate!" Caine suddenly called. "Chocolate with salt and vinegar crisps!" He was suddenly feeling his mouth watered and realised he hadn't had chocolate or crisps since before the FAYZ either!

"I wasn't asking you!" Astrid snapped but reached for the chocolate spread anyway.

"Could I have chocolate too?" Anna said kindly.

"Sure." Astrid nodded with a general smile and collected a three sets of plates and knives.

"Here. Let me help." Anna offered.

Astrid smiled but then felt the sudden urge to demand that Caine get off his fat ass and make his own damn sandwich. With him and his feet up while the girls made lunch she felt like they were back in olden times when women waited on the men. But then she reminded herself that, even if she didn't like him, Caine had been brought back from the dead and even if he was acting cocky then he was probably breaking apart inside.

Even Anna was sure that behind that smirk and cool calming eyes Caine was freaking out and asking the same questions that they were.

But the truth was he wasn't. Caine wasn't the slightest bit worried or nervous. He was excited, exhilarated, looking forward to another shot a life. It would have been better with his powers but you couldn't have anything. And yes, while he was curious about how it happened he wasn't jumping for the chance to undo anything. Why would anyone be looking back if they were in Caine's shoes? Not only could he ask the questions he never got a chance, not only could he get revenge on those who he felt deserved it, but he had redeemed himself by letting Little Pete use him to kill Gaia and now he was getting to live his life. And not just live it. He was getting a chance to live it with Diana again. He couldn't wait for her to come back and see him.

Caine considered calling and asking when she got off, but he didn't want to sound desperate or needy so he stayed quiet. The girls silently made sandwiches as Caine channel surfed. They were all so silent for a while and Caine enjoyed it so much that his eyes grew heavy and he drifted right off to sleep.

"Should we wake him?" He distantly heard Anna stage whisper to Astrid.

"No way. The longer he sleeps the longer his mouth stays shut. I'll just put his sandwich in the fridge for when he wakes up. Go on and eat." Astrid replied, much more quieter.

"Okay."

Caine dreamed.

He dreamed... Of Little Pete?

G*O*N*E

It lifted it's head off of the floor. The ground was dirty to the touch and some sticky residue had been left under its chin but it barely notice that. All it could notice was the world around it. One minute it had been living in complete darkness, the next it was astounded by a bright light that seemed to come in every direction and make it cringe. It ducked down and shut it's black eyes for a moment before blinking and looking up again, already excitement hit it hard and it began to move forward towards the light as quickly as it could. Every feeling from his hands, to the smell in his nose, to the light in his eyes pumped more excitement through it's body and it rushed right out of the alleyway.

They alleyway was long and dark, on the right was a brick wall and on the left was a high wooden fence. At the far end was another brick wall and a clear dead end. The only way out was straight ahead into the light and into the street. There was rubbish and rain in the alley where the sun had been unable to reach and dry it from early rain falls. It was the perfect place for people to throw things away when they could not be bothered to walk towards the nearest bin that was right across the street. The sky was blue. The clouds were white. The pavement was a mixture of different grey shades. The houses were either white or a reddish brown colours. There were green trees, brown branches and black gates. The whole world was a smash of colours and lights. The smells were intense. Food, plants, spoilt and rotting food, sweet smells, sour smells. All of it filled its nose and make its body shiver. It moved further out into the light and glanced around the street. No one was there.

Then suddenly a man. He was old, quite old dressed in a navy blue suit and walking with a brown suitcase in one hand and a set of keys in the other. The man walked straight towards it and passed, not even noticing it. After a moments hesitation, caught off guard when a breeze tingled it's body and sent more pleasurable feelings through it, it followed the man. The man only took a few more steps before he patted down his greying hair and then opened the bright white door of a home. The colours both burned and pleased it. It watched the man turn the keys and open the door, immediately flocked by two young children barely out of their toddler years.

"Hey, sweethearts!" The man beamed, leaning down and kissing the top of each girls head. "Miss me?"

Sound. The sound of the wind rustling the trees had been intense and confusing but the sound of the voice was amazing. Suddenly it wanted to hear the sound again, only it wanted to hear the voice screaming and begging and crying in agony. It quickly moved, sliding in the door moments before the man shut the door behind him, picking up his two small daughters and heading for the main room with them all smiling and laughing. No. It didn't like the sound of laughter. It wanted to hear screams.

And that's when the fire started.

7) What do you think It is?

8) What is your favourite scene in Light?

9) And your least favourite?