A.N. - Thanks to everyone who is reviewing and reading this story. See note at end for a slight reply to the reviews. Hope you continue to enjoy this. In a few chapters time I will (hopefully) get into more of a storyline. Meanwhile, enjoy this latest helping:

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Chapter 2

Leslie was still in the room Mr Linderman had left her in. The room was plain and blank, a cross between a hospital room and a prison. She knew she could go anywhere, but felt compelled to stay. She was bored and wanted to see Jesse, after missing him for seven months. She really missed him. She remembered what Mr Linderman had told her about her abilities. They were amazing; however she couldn't do much at the moment. She had only met three other 'Heroes'. And it was because of this that she couldn't see Jesse. She wasn't allowed out of the building in case she met anyone with a dangerous ability she couldn't control. She couldn't risk putting people in danger, thus Mr Linderman thought it was best to keep the illusion that she was dead.

Leslie sighed. After the announcement by Mr Linderman, she had cried to herself for several hours. She loved Jesse and couldn't bear to be apart from him. However, she didn't know that they would be re-united very soon.

Jesse still mourned the loss of his friend, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Everyone, even Maybelle, thought he was crazy. He knew he was crazy, he had to be. One, a person cannot have powers like his. Two, a person doesn't kid themselves into believing their dead friend is alive. Third, a person doesn't love their dead best friend. Yes, Jesse loves his best friend. Leslie had been the only one to care about him, and had apparently loved him, and he had only realised his feelings when she was gone.

Jesse had to get away. He needed to clear his head; to understand all the things that had happened. And there was only one place he could do that: Terabithia.

Jesse hardly ever came alone anymore, as he was tormented by image of Leslie. The area was dark and seemed deserted. After Leslie had died, Jesse hardly ever saw the Terabithians again. Jesse sat in the tree, clouds gathering around his head. He was so upset. He had these amazing powers and couldn't have saved his friend. However, he was interrupted from his thoughts by an image walking through the trees. It was Leslie.

The image stopped short of the Treehouse and beckoned for Jesse to follow. He did. He couldn't say no to Leslie. However, when Jesse reached the bridge there was no image, only a Haitian with a woman. Instantly, Jesse felt weak and passed out. The last thing he remembered being the woman saying into a phone "We've got him."

Leslie was still sad from what Mr Linderman had said when he returned to him.

"I'm sorry that I've upset you, Leslie, however it is vital that you don't come to any harm. You are supposed to be dead, I can't parade you round. However, there is one thing that I have now done to make you happy. I…"

"THERE IS NOTHING THAT YOU CAN DO TO MAKE ME HAPPY! Without Jesse I won't ever be happy again."

"It's a good thing I've brought Jesse here then."

Leslie's demeanour immediately changed. She was shocked and wasn't sure she had heard right.

"Wh…what did you say?"

"I've brought Jesse here. He is needed and he will make you happy. And your happiness will ensure the success of our plans."

And with that, Mr Linderman moved from the doorway, as an unconscious Jesse was wheeled in.

A.N. - Thanks to all those who have reviewed. I will try and get my chapters longer, however I find it hard to add things once written. From two chapters time, they will hopefully be longer. Please continue reviewing. Guess what powers you think the two have, you should know after this chapter.