Finally this chapter is done. It took a lot longer that I had planned for but I think it turned out great. Lots of cute moments in it and you get to meet 16 year old Abigail. So anyway I hope you guys enjoy.. don't forget to review and let me know what you think of this chapter. Any suggestions are welcome and all registered reviewers will get a sneak peak at chapter 5! So REVIEW!... you know you want too! -Adelene
Chapter Four
Teenage Years and Fears
I was eleven almost twelve when I saw the large fire on the news that killed and injured hundreds of people. No one seemed to know what had started the large fire but I did. I recognized it from dreaming about it on several occasions in the past year that I have lived at The Bureau. It was started by a girl not much older than me. When I saw the news report I immediately reported it to The Professor.
He was gone almost all day along with a few agents. They came back empty handed. The girl, Elizabeth Sherman, was taken in by relatives since the fire had taken her parents' lives. The rest of her family refused to believe that she was the cause of the fire and they wouldn't let The Professor take her or talk to her. I was saddened that she wouldn't be joining me but I knew that this fire wouldn't be the last one in her future. If I was correct I would be meeting her in a few years.
"Do you think I'll ever see anything about my own future?" I asked Abraham one afternoon.
He was setting beside me on the sofa in Professor Broom's office with a book open on his lap. I was curled up on the other end of the sofa with a book closed against my chest. I stared at him with my head tilted to the left. I was thirteen now and had a little more understanding of my visions.
"I'm not certain but I don't see why not. After all you did dream about The Professor coming to get you. So it's possible that you will have more visions of your own future." Abraham reminded me. I sighed lazily as I stretched my short body out on the sofa. My left foot barely touched Abraham's smooth skin. He glanced at me due to the action before going back to reading.
Ever since I came here I had always seen Abraham as my best friend and ever since getting to know him I formed a small crush on him. Hellboy and even Professor Broom teased me about it often. I wasn't sure how old Abraham was but from what I could tell he didn't age like humans do. He still looked exactly the same as he did three years ago when I first saw him in his tank. It was interesting growing up around people that didn't age like I did. Hellboy aged slower than humans as well. He didn't look any different from when I meet him either.
"I've had a few visions about you." I told with a smile stretching across my face. He looked up at me quickly. I could see the interest shining in his large eyes. Abraham never really showed expressions on his face but after years of knowing him I could just tell through his eyes.
"All good I hope?" He questioned me. His fingers were sliding over the pages of his now forgotten book. My smile grew a tiny bit more.
"I suppose most of its good." I told him waving one of my hands around in a careless gesture.
"Most of it? So some of it's bad?" He questioned me again while he turned his body to completely face me. "What have you seen about my future?"
"You worry too much Abraham." I told him tapping him with my foot again. "I'm just teasing you. If I thought you were going to be in serious trouble I would tell you. I promise." I told him.
"You act too much like Red sometimes Abby. I think you spend too much time with him." He huffed in annoyance. I shrugged my shoulders at him.
"You're just jealous 'cause I don't spend all of my time with you." I accused him. Even though there was a part of me that wished that was true I knew it wasn't that. He only saw me as a friend… he saw me as the kid that I was. I had doubts that he would ever see me as anything but a kid no matter what my age is. Abraham has lived here longer than I have meaning he was quite a bit older.
He didn't have a reason to look at me any different know matter how old I was. To him I would probably always seem like a child.
"Abby, I don't think I could handle you all day." Abraham told me with a light teasing tone in his voice. He turned back to his book now that he knew his life wasn't in danger. I huffed at him as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"You know your life would be very boring if I wasn't here." I told him.
"Hmm, that is true but I like peace and silence every so often." He glanced up only briefly at me.
"Just for being mean I'm not going to tell you what I saw about you…so ha!" I told him with a giggle. I left before he could stop me. I didn't need to look back at him to know that I left him in a state of confusion.
Some of the visions I had of Abraham were different than any I had before. I've had some of him showing me him doing field work and then there were some that I wasn't quite sure about. In one of them it showed a young woman and Abraham kissing his arms wrapped around her lovingly. I couldn't see the woman's face all I knew was that she had long brown hair. It made my heart hurt every time I thought of that vision. It seemed pitiful even to me to have a crush on someone much older than myself but I couldn't help it. I hoped with time that it would go away and Abraham would be nothing but my friend. I knew that whenever this woman came into our lives that I would be devastated.
I was sixteen when I finally got to meet Elizabeth Sherman. She was eighteen when she came to The Bureau with Professor Broom. She had another accident and since she was an legal adult she made her own decision to come here. I had volunteered to show her around and make her comfortable. I thought since we were around the same age it would make things easier for her.
We walked side by side down one of the long corridors in the direction of where her room was located. I figured that would be our first stop on our tour.
"So you live here too?" Elizabeth asked me.
"Yeah, I've been here since I was ten." I answered casually. She seemed surprised by my answer.
"You've been here since you were a kid?" She asked me shocked.
"Yeah, my mom and step-father didn't really care about me. I was in a… uh hospital when The Professor found me. It was the best thing to ever happen to me when I came here. I found out a lot about myself by coming here." I explained to her.
"So, I guess you're not as normal as you look." She hinted.
I smiled up at her briefly before turning back to face in front of me.
"I can see the future." I told her simply. I saw her face move quickly to look at me. I could tell from out of the corner of my eye that she had a look of disbelief on her face. "Sometimes my visions show me what's going to happen in a few days or a few weeks… but other times I see what's going to happen in a few years or longer." I explained.
"Are you serious?" She questioned. I nodded my head.
"I saw this day happening when I was eleven. I knew that one day you would join us here at The Bureau" I told her.
"Wow, that's much cooler than my power." Elizabeth told me.
"It wasn't very cool when I was ten and I kept seeing monsters in my dreams. That's how I have a lot of my visions is when I dream but I get them while I'm awake too." I explained to her. "And trust me Elizabeth you're not the weirdest person here." I assured her.
"You can just call me Liz… I don't like my full name." She told me. "So there are other people here like us?"
"Wait till you meet Abraham and Hellboy. They'll make you feel normal no problem." I told her as I reached the door to her new room. I turned the knob and pushed open the door. I gestured for her to go first. "This will be your room. You can decorate however you want."
"That's good to know, thanks Abby." She smiled at me. I flinched at the use of a shortened version of my name. The only one allowed to do that was Abraham.
"Please call me Abigail. I don't like when people shorten my name." I requested.
"Sorry," she apologized. "So do you like living here? They don't experiment on us or anything… do they?" She hesitantly asked.
"No, Professor Broom is really nice. I grew up seeing him as a father figure. He will try to help you control your power but that's it. You're not a prisoner… unless you get grounded. Then you feel like one." I explained and joked with her at the end.
"Do you get grounded often?" Liz asked me.
"Only a few times… but Hellboy gets grounded a lot." I told her with a laugh. "Come on let's go meet him and then we'll go see Abraham."
Liz asked me a few more questions on our way to Hellboy's room and I answered them all as best as I could for her. Seeing the large metal door Liz got an uneasy expression on her face. It looked much like what I imagined my face looked like when I first saw the door.
"He likes to test security around this place… a lot." I told her with a grin. "You'll understand more when you meet him." I told her shrugging my shoulders. I started to pull the door open when I glanced back at her. "Just promise me that you won't freak out when you see him. I can't blame you if you do because I did majorly but just keep an open mind. Okay?"
"Yeah, sure." She promised with a hesitant smile.
"Here we go." I mumbled to myself as I pulled the door wide open and nodded my head for Liz to follow me in.
Through all the years that I had known Hellboy his room never changed. It was messy as ever and full of cats. I often wondered how he found anything. I glanced at Liz to see her face show her disgust at the room around her. I stifled a giggle.
"Someone actually lives in here?" She whispered to me. She glanced at the table that held four large dirty plates that three cats were currently licking.
"It always looks like this. You just get used to it after a while." I told her. I heard a thump sound from further in the room and a mutter of Hellboy saying crap.
"Hey kid, is that you?" Hellboy's voice called out to me.
"I'm not exactly a kid anymore you know!" I called back to him annoyed. "And I brought a new friend."
"Is it a boy? I thought you were still pinning over Blue." Hellboy teased me. I felt the heat rush to my face. Liz glanced over at me curiously. I refused to look at her or explain.
"Shut up! And it's a girl. Her name is Liz Sherman." I told him as he finally came into our line of vision.
I watched as Liz took a couple of steps back but she didn't utter a single word or scream. She was doing much better than I had.
"So you're the newbie huh?" Hellboy asked her. Liz continued to quietly stare at him in shock.
"Are you okay?" I asked her as I gave her a little nudge on the arm. She blinked a few times but stayed silent. "He won't hurt you. He might look big and scary but he really is just a big softy on the inside."
"Kid, don't start with that soft crap!" Hellboy warned me. I smiled up at him as he frowned down at me. "So what can you do? You don't look like the normal agents we get." He asked addressing Liz.
I watched curiously as his gaze stayed on her. He studied her as she studied him. I was defiantly going to bring up this moment next time he teased me about Abraham.
"I can create fire… but I'm not very good at controlling it." Liz muttered.
"I remember Abagail and father talking about you before." Hellboy told her.
We talked with Hellboy for about an hour before I decided it was best to move on with Liz's tour of the Bureau. Next stop was to meet Abraham who was hopefully in Professor Broom's office. We reached the golden door in just a few minutes. I didn't warn her this time considering she had already meet Hellboy and didn't freak out. She followed beside me and looked around the beautiful office full of books. I left her to look around at all the objects and books while I went to stand in front of the large tank in the room.
Looking inside I didn't see Abraham but that didn't exactly mean he wasn't in there. He blended well with the water that if he was far back in the tank he was practically camouflaged. I taped gently on the glass twice and waited. Thirty seconds later Abraham was swimming in front of me with his right hand placed on the glass. I copied him with a smile.
"I sense another person with you; someone new." He stated as his gaze looked away from me and looked around the room until he spotted Liz. He gazed at her in curiosity. The look in his eyes made my insides burn with an emotion I was not familiar with but didn't like.
My brain told me that I had nothing to fear from Liz living here with us but I couldn't help but think about my visions that I have had for years. The girl that Abraham would eventually come to be with was a brunette… and so was Liz. I wondered if that was her future. She was a legal adult unlike me and she was meeting Abraham as an adult not a child like I had. I buried my fears as Abraham's gaze turned back to me. He was staring at me with a look of confusion mixed with wonder. I was once again thankful that he was unable to read me like he could other people.
"Abby, are you alright?" He questioned me. He was the only one I allowed to shorten my name without me complaining about it.
"I'm fine." I muttered as I gazed back at Liz who was still staring at the rest of the room. She seemed unaware of the conversation I was having with the merman.
"That's Liz Sherman. The girl you had visions about." It was a question. Abraham could read her just like he could everyone but me.
"Yeah," I answered anyway. I glanced down at the floor for a moment before glancing back at Liz. I gulped down my fears and called out to Liz to meet Abraham. She looked a little shocked at his appearance but she didn't freeze up like she did while meeting Hellboy. She waved and said hello to him.
"So you're Abraham. Abigail spoke about you a few times during our tour so far." Liz told him politely.
"You can call me Abe or Blue; whichever you prefer. Abby is the only one who insists on calling me Abraham."
"So you're the one Hellboy was talking about when he said Blue earlier." Liz said as she glanced at me. My face heated up under her stare. I almost thought she was using her power on me. "She lets you call her Abby?" She asked him.
"Abraham is my best friend. I don't mind him calling me that. It was mostly an agreement we had since I refuse to shorten his name down. He doesn't like his full name." I explained as my cheeks refused to go back to their pale color. Liz smiled at me once again and I wasn't sure what that smile was supposed to tell me.
Though I spoke and got along with Abraham and Hellboy without problems I still after all the years was not good at human interactions. I could fake it well but other people's emotion always confused me. I was destined to always be awkward around people it seemed. Though with Liz I felt some comfort in knowing that she was a lot like me in several ways.
"Well, we better continue on with our tour. Lot's more to see if you expect to ever get around this place on your own." I said after a few moments of silence passed between the three of us.
"Right, that's probably a good idea." Liz agreed. She glanced at me before telling me she'd wait for me at the door. As she walked away I turned back towards the tank to face Abraham.
"She's very nice; afraid of being around so many people with her power though." Abraham told me as he took another glance at Liz who was waiting by the door for me. I felt my insides burn again but tried to ignore it.
"I think we all felt like that at some point in our lives. I sometimes still feel like that. My power may not be able to harm anyone else but it's hard knowing something that is going to happen in the future. Sometimes it hurts me worse because I have to live with knowing what's coming." I confided in Abraham. Over the past few years there have been several visions that I have told no one about nor have I written them down in my dream journal as instructed by Professor Broom. I hoped that when some of my visions were to happen I could stop them.
"Abby, you have definitely turned out to be a very bright young lady. I'm sure you'll help Liz adjust more than anyone. After all, you know what it's like to grow up here. I understand your gift to some extent as my gifts are closely related to yours. It's hard to know more about the things go around you then should." Abraham told me. His large eyes focused on me and just for a moment I thought that maybe, just maybe, he saw me as something more than just a teenager, more than just a friend. I came to my senses though. It just wasn't in our future. I knew Abraham would find happiness with someone else... a beautiful woman that he would someday meet.
"I'm sure all of us will help Liz adjust. But thank you for your kind words all the same." I told him my hand resting on the glass that separated us. I sighed as my hand slid down the glass making a squeaking noise. "I guess I'll see you later. I thought we could go swimming in the FBI pool upstairs... if you want." I suggested.
"That sounds like fun. Just come let me know when you're done showing Liz around." Abraham told me. I nodded and waved goodbye to him before going to Liz.
It took about two hours to give the tour. Finally I couldn't think of anywhere else to show her. She asked me to take her back to her room so she could get settled in. In was on our way back that she brought up Abraham.
"So Abe seems nice." She mentioned as we walked side by side. My body tensed at his name.
"Yeah, he is." I told her slowly.
"You like him don't you?" She asked. My head whipped around to hers. I stared at her with wide eyes as my face heated up for the billionth time that day.
"I- of course I like him... he's my friend." I stuttered. I quickly turned back around the face in front of me as we continued walking.
She laughed. "That's not what I meant. I think you like him as more than just a friend." She suggested.
"I do not!" I attempted to deny but my red face seemed to tell her another story.
"I think he likes you too. You should tell him." She advised me. I turned to look at her with a doubtful expression on my face before shaking my head with a laugh.
"Abraham doesn't see me that way." I told her sadly. "I meet him when I was ten. I'm now sixteen and he hasn't seemed to age since then. I'm sure he still sees me as that scared little kid that ran to him whenever I was scared." I confined in her my fears.
"You never know until you're honest with him. He might feel differently after all the years." She told me. I shook my head again.
"I doubt it. Besides I know that in the future he is with someone else. I've personally seen it. She's beautiful and I can tell that Abraham loves her." I told her about the vision I had never told anyone about before. Even though I feared that Liz might have been that woman I was slowly thinking otherwise. She knew that I liked him and she didn't seem like someone who would betray a new friend.
"You have visions of them?" She asked cautiously not wanting to upset me.
"Yeah, at first I thought I was just a dream but I've had them when I'm awake too. I've never seen her face clearly but I can tell she's beautiful. I'm just waiting for the day that she comes into our lives. I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it. I've told myself ever since I figured out they were actually visions that I need to just give up on my crush on Abraham... that someone else was destined to be with him but it's hard." I confessed. "Besides Professor Broom, he was the first person I met that I felt comfortable around since my powers started to show. He's my best friend and I never want to give up the time I spend with him."
"Like going swimming?" She asked with a smile as we reached her room.
"You eavesdropped!" I accused her.
"I can't just turn off my ears. I wasn't that far away." She told me but her smile never went away.
"There's nothing wrong with swimming. He's the only reason I know how to swim. I fell into his tank by accident when I was trying to find him about a month after I started living here and I would have drowned if Abraham hadn't actually been in the tank at the time. He taught me how to swim after that since I spent so much time around him and his tank. He didn't want the incident to happen twice." I told her. She looked shocked.
"Wow, you guys never have a dull moment around here do you?" She asked me.
"No, not really. They're probably going to ask you to work in the field with Hellboy and Abraham. I can't yet because I'm not legally an adult." I told her.
"Do I have a say in that?" She asked somewhat frightened.
"Possibly, if you want to stay here; I'm not really sure. You can always ask the Professor once you get settled in." I suggested.
"Well I'm exhausted after all that walking so I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit." She told me pushing open the door to her new bedroom. "Have fun swimming." She said with a tiny smile before closing the door. I shook my head before back tracking to the Professor Broom's office.
I was greeted to the sight of the Professor when I pushed opened the golden doors. He sat at his large desk with a few books in front of him. Abraham didn't seem to be anywhere in immediate sight.
"Good evening Abigail. Here to see Abe I assume?" He questioned just barely glancing up at me. Even from feet way I could tell he was smiling as he asked me.
"I could be coming to visit you, you know. This is your office after all." I countered his suggestion.
He looked up at me again. "But yet you're not."
"I thought Abraham was the mind reader?" I asked him. He chuckled as he closed the book he had been reading.
"I just know you to well Abigail. After all I had hand in raising you." He reminded me. I walked over to him and leaned against the corner of his desk.
I started at him for a moment. He was one of the constant people in my life that made me feel like time was actually passing. Professor Broom had definitely aged the past six years. His hair was starting to go grey and more wrinkles appeared on his face every year. Professor Broom still looked pretty good for his old age but I could tell the years of raising Hellboy had taken a toll on him.
"And you raised me well. At least I'm better behaved then Hellboy." I told him with a smile.
"And thank God for that." He said with a chuckle that I joined in on.
"I agree with you Professor. I don't think I could handle another Hellboy either." Abraham's voice cut into our laughter. I turned quickly to look over my shoulder to find him standing a few feet from the desk. He was only wearing his black swim shorts that were still slightly damp from his tank. I smiled at him before pushing off the desk.
"And what are you two up too? I trust Abraham not to cause trouble but you have spent a lot of time around Hellboy that I worry sometimes." He asked me as he looked at us both.
"We're going swimming." I told him. "In the pool upstairs." I added just for good measures.
"Ah, well have fun then." The Professor said waving us away.
Abraham and I walked in silence for a few minutes as we made our way towards my room so I could change into my bathing suit. I opened my door and told Abraham he could wait for me on my bed as I went into my private bathroom to change.
When we reached the large pool that was typically used to keep the agents in shape I tugged nervously at my shirt that covered up my bikini top. I glanced at Abraham who had already dived into the water. He was watching me with his hand tilted towards me curiously.
"Is something wrong?" He asked as a few minutes had passed and I still had yet to get in the pool.
"No, nothing's wrong." I answered quickly. I took a deep breath before pulling my shirt over my head and pulling down my shorts. I could feel my blush spread all over my skin. I regretted in buying a two piece swimsuit now. I feel like I was in my underwear in front of Abraham. Though I wished for nothing more than Abraham to see me as more than a kid, I was very self-conscious about my body.
To put it simply I did not have a body that I felt like a sixteen year old should have. I had waited for years for my body to stop looking like a kid's and it has yet to happen. I was still short; barley reaching the five foot and three inch mark. I had no curves to speak of or much of anything else. My brown hair reached just below my chin and was naturally wavy. My emerald eyes were often hidden behind a pair of black framed glasses that I had to use when reading. I didn't think I was anything to look at or notice. I was nothing compared to the mystery woman in my visions.
When I glanced at the pool I noticed that Abraham seemed to be trying to look at anything but me. I felt my heart sink at that but I knew better than to get my hopes up. I was just a child in his eyes and I always would be.
Once in the water I was able to let my fears go away. We swam for what felt like hours. The pool was large and in some places I couldn't stand without being on the tips of my toes. Abraham found that quite funny. He was an interesting person to swim with since he didn't breathe like I did. He could stay under the water forever and not be in any danger. He breathed underwater better than out of it.
I took a deep breath before going under and swam behind Abraham. I always enjoyed watching him swim from the first time I had meet him. He looked so graceful under the water. Needing air I swam up to the top. I could see that Abraham was a few feet from me. His black swim shorts easy to spot inside the pool.
Swimming towards him I reached under the water and without much thought my hand ran down his spine. His skin was smooth and slick underneath the water. I felt him jump at my touch and his body slipped away from my touch as he came back up to the surface. He didn't saying anything against me touching him… he didn't say anything actually. His large eyes just stared at me.
"I'm sorry," I blurted out after a few seconds of him staring at me.
"It's alright. I just wasn't expecting it." He told me and I watched his gills move as he gulped. If I wasn't so nervous I would have laughed as he stood in what I called his awkward stance. It was the stance he always used when he didn't know what to do with himself. His arms were crossed over his chest with his hands on his stomach. He was still staring at me and for once I couldn't read his emotions. I wondered if he was trying to get into my head but I wasn't sure. We had tried several times before and he was never successful.
"Abraham," I called out to him. He shook himself out of whatever he was thinking and blinked his eyes a few times.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Are you okay?" I asked worried.
"Yes, I'm fine. It's just…" He hesitated before he shook his head again. "It's nothing never mind. Let's just continue swimming." He suggested.
I couldn't help but wonder what he had started to say but I sighed as I let it go. There would be no forcing it out of him.
We swam for around another hour before my skin started to wrinkle and Abraham decided that was the sign that it was time to get out. I pulled myself onto the side of the pool as I used my towel to dry my soaking hair some. Abraham stood a few feet from me using his towel to dry himself off just enough to not drip on his way back to his room above Professor Broom's office.
Once I was satisfied with my hair I stood up and wiped the water off my skin. After I was as dry as I could get I wrapped the towel around me and grabbed my bundle of clothes.
"Ready to go?" I asked Abraham. He nodded and I followed after him.
He took me to my room first and I smiled at him as we stood at my door. We had spent the whole afternoon in the pool, a lot longer that I had planned for. All I wanted now was sleep.
"Well, this is my stop. I'm exhausted after all that swimming." I told him. He nodded in agreement.
"It's a lot later than I thought. I guess the saying is true. Time passes by faster when you're having fun." Abraham told me.
"So you did have fun?" I half asked him.
"Of course Abby, I always have fun when we're together." He admitted casually, his right hand twirling around to help express himself. I smiled up at him then lowered my gaze back to the floor.
"Same here," I agreed. "Well, I uh guess this is goodnight. I'm sure I'll see you in the morning."
"Of course, sweet dreams Abby." He told me softly.
"I hope so." I muttered before pulling Abraham into a hug. He slightly stiffened but it didn't take but a second until I felt his arms go around me to return the hug. I smiled into his bare chest. It was moments like this when I could forget the future women and just be happy to have Abraham's attention in the present.
"Goodnight Abraham." I muttered into his blue skin; my lips just barely brushing over the slick skin as I spoke. I felt his body shiver at my touch but decided not to think too much of it. I know that he wasn't use to people touching him very often. His appearance frightened some and then added with his gift that worked mostly through touch most didn't feel comfortable with him touching them.
"Goodnight Abby." He said softly into my hair before his arms slid away from me and he stepped back from me. I smiled once more at him before going into my room.
I changed quickly into my pajamas before snuggling into my bed with a smile on my face. Not only had I meet a possible new female friend but I got to spend time with Abraham. Today made me forget all about the mystery future woman. Sadly by the morning she would once again be in the front of my mind. My visions never let me forget her. I wondered sometimes if my gift was more of a curse out to make my life worse.
My true dreams blurred away as my vision came into focus. The first person I saw was Abraham. He looked no different than he did now. That was one reason that I was unable to tell when the vision would become reality. Abraham didn't age like normal people so I had no idea how far into the future the visions were. I heard a woman's laugh as the back of her head came into the picture. Her brunette hair falling beautifully past her shoulders, she was a small woman and she looked so delicate even just from behind. She wore a long white skirt and a turquoise colored long-sleeve shirt. I envied her without even knowing her name or seeing her face. I envied her because I could see the love that Abraham showed for her though his eyes. He cared about this woman more then he would ever care about me no matter how much I tried. He was destined to be with this woman.
She laughed again at something Abraham had said.
"I sometimes wonder about how much knowledge you can store up in that head of yours." She teased him. Her small hand touched his forehead before tracing down his cheeks and chin; her fingers just barely touching his gills. He stared at her silently as she touched him. She rested comfortably on his lap and he seemed to have no problems with it.
"I sometimes wonder the same thing about you." He told her his voice soft. One of his textured hands buried itself into her hair as he pulled her closer to him. It only took the woman a second to move forward and catch his lips with her own. Abraham's other hand moved to rest on her hip as her arms rested around his shoulders.
"I love you." I heard Abraham mutter to her between her kisses.
"And I love you." She responded before she leaned into him for another kiss.
I sat up in my bed kicking the covers off of my body as I tried to calm my breathing. I hated that woman. And I hated seeing them together. It wasn't fair. Life was being too cruel. It was one thing for Abraham to never return my feelings but I had to see that he was to love another even before it happened. I felt like God was just rubbing it in my face that I was to never be anything but a friend to Abraham.
I fell back on to my back with a large sigh. I stared up towards my ceiling through the darkness. I glanced towards the clock on the table beside my bed. The red numbers let me know that it was only 3:15 in the morning. I groaned as I rolled over so my face was buried into my pillow.
I wasn't sure how long I laid there with my face in my pillow before I finally came to the conclusion that I was not going to be able to go back to sleep in here. I glanced at my clock again as I got up from my bed. It was 4:35. With a groan I rose to my feet. Grabbing a pink hoodie that was lying across my desk chair I pulled it over my head before leaving my room all together.
I walked silently down the hallways of the federal owned building in the darkness. I could reach my destination with my eyes closed by now I was sure.
I reached the gold double doors in no time. "Someday I'm going to learn to just suck it up and not come here when my visions upset me." I vowed to myself before pushing open the door quietly and closing them just as silently.
I moved carefully over to Abraham's tank and sat down in between two of his book stands like I had always done since I was a child. My hands rested in my lap as I looked up to see Abraham floating up towards the top of his tank fast asleep. He always looked so peaceful when he was asleep that it made me feel guilty that I always tended to wake him up. Before I chickened out I lightly taped the glass with my fingers to alert him to my presence without scaring him too much.
"Abraham," I whispered to him. I watched as his arms stretched out before he flipped his body around in the water to swim towards me. I was once again caught in how graceful he was in the water.
"Abby?" He asked puzzled. "Are you alright?" He questioned me his voice showing his worry.
"I- I just had a vision that was kind of upsetting." I told him honesty. It wasn't exactly a scary vision and no one's life was in danger. It was just my happiness that it ruined.
"What was it about?" He asked curiously. I stared at him not knowing how to answer without lying.
"I don't want to tell you." I told him. He seemed surprised and a little upset.
"Abby, you know you can tell me anything. I won't judge you. I know your visions are sometimes not the most pleasant things to see." He assured me.
"Abraham, there was no monsters of any kind in my dream." I told him honestly.
"Then why are you so upset? Did someone get hurt? If so you need to at least tell someone even if it's not me." He advised me.
"The only person that gets hurt by my vision is me." I told him. I watched as he looked at me with fear clearly shown in his eyes.
"Abby, what happened?" He asked. I sighed, there was no way I was telling him what I saw.
"It's not what you think. I didn't vision me getting hurt. It's just what happened in the vision it hurt me now and if I'm still around to see it come true then it will hurt me then too. I'm just being stupid. It's my own personal problem. I shouldn't have waked you." I said as I stood up from the floor.
"Please, don't go Abby. You should never be sorry for waking me. I will always be here for you." He promised me.
I couldn't help but think to myself that he probably wouldn't be there when that woman came in to the picture. He looked perfectly content with her resting on him as they sat in this very room that we were in now. It made me insides hurt just thinking of the images burned into my brain. I never forget visions. They always stayed with me buried inside my head. It was just another curse that I had to live with.
"I'll always be there for you Abraham," I told him as well. To myself I added 'Until you no longer need me.'
"It's still quite early; you should try to get some sleep. If you don't want to be alone you can sleep in here." He offered gesturing with one of his hands to the sofa.
"Thanks Abraham." I told him with a smile. I touched the glass once more with my hand before going over to the sofa. I lied down so I was facing Abraham's tank. He stood watching me until he was satisfied that I would be comfortable before moving away. I could just barely see his body stretched out in the tank as he went back to sleep. Closing my eyes I prayed for no more visions at least for tonight.
I woke up several hours later confused until I remember my vision and coming to Abraham earlier that morning. Looking over to the tank I saw Abraham already awake and reading his four books that laid on stands in front of his tank.
I set up on the sofa and stretched my arms above my head in an effort to feel more awake.
"I sometimes wonder why we even gave you a bed in your room since I always find you here on the sofa." Professor Broom's voice told me. Looking over I saw he was working at his desk. I smiled shyly as I shrugged my shoulders. "What was your vision about?" He asked looking up at me from whatever he was working on.
"How do you know I had a vision?" I asked glancing briefly towards Abraham's tank suspiciously.
"Abraham is innocent. I know you come here when you have a vision that upsets or scares you." Professor Broom said. "Have you written it down yet?" He asked me his eyes finally resting on my huddled up form on the sofa.
"It's not life threatening so I don't need to write it down in that stupid journal." I muttered getting angry and frustrated.
Professor Broom stood up from his chair but didn't make a move to come closer to me.
"Abigail, anything you vision is important otherwise you wouldn't have them. Your visions have helped save a lot of people. Without them we probably wouldn't have known about Miss Sherman." Professor Broom reasoned with me.
"The Bureau would do just fine without me. Half the time I don't even know when my visions are going to happen. There not helpful… there a curse. You have no idea what it feels like to see things that should just be nightmares but you know that someday it's going to become reality. You have no idea how hard that is to live with!" I told him angrily. My volume hadn't quite reached shouting volume but it was close.
I was tired of my gift. I had always struggled with my visions. I knew that sometimes they did help others but it was hard to live with them. I saw so many monsters and so many deaths. My memory and my high intelligence never let me forget the images that I saw. I wanted to be normal to just sleep and have nothing but fictional dreams, to go through the day without zoning out and seeing future events. Sometimes I felt like my brain was going to explode with the amount of information and pictures it held inside my skull.
"Abigail, I don't understand how you feel but I am here to help you. I thought you were doing much better at handling your visions?" He questioned curiously.
"I can't control all of them. Sure I can sometimes get one if I try hard enough but I can't stop them from happening. I know… I've tried." I told him honestly. He finally seemed to think I was calm enough to approach me. He sat beside me on the sofa with a hand rested on my knee. I looked up at him with a weak smile.
"You have grown into a very strong young lady. You have grown so much from that little girl who picked words out of the dictionary and would give herself stomach aches from eating too much candy with Hellboy." Professor Broom said to me as he hand squeezed my knee gently. "I know that you'll do great things in your future."
"I thought I was the fortune teller around here?" I joked weakly.
"I don't have to be a fortune teller to know that you are destined for great things Abigail. You have a unique gift that was trusted to you and so far you have used it to help others. That's a great start so far into greatness." He told me.
"Thanks Professor." I told him as I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back.
"You're still not going to tell me about you recent vision though, are you?" He asked quietly into my ear as we hugged.
"No, I'm not." I told him. I heard and felt him chuckle.
"It wouldn't happen to have to do with our resident merman would it?" Professor Broom asked quietly with a knowing smile on his face as he pulled back from me.
My face flushed as I stared at him. "No!" I denied quickly… a little too quickly. He gave me one more knowing smile before getting up from the sofa and going back to his work. I huffed before getting up and grabbing a book from one of the bookcases. I glanced at Abraham who was still reading. He nodded at me in greeting when I came close to his tank. I smiled at him as I slid a book off the bookshelf to read. Before going back to the sofa I turned his pages for him. He thanked me as I moved away to read my own book.
OKay just so I don't get a lot of reviews telling me that Liz is acting to ooc or whatever yes I realize that she's not like she is in the first movie. I will show her through out the story becoming more quite and unsure of herself but her and Abigail will always be close friends. I think there a lot a like considering they both LOOK normal but not; among other things that they have in common (like coming to love two interesting guys). So I promise that Liz will get to the point where she is like she is in the movie. ALSO just wanted to let everyone know if you hadn't guessed already I will be skipping over the second movie mostly because it doesn't fit into my story plot.. so I hope that doesn't upset anyone. So thanks for reading.. any questions or concerns don't be afraid to ask. Until next time -Adelene