AN:I have really enjoyed writing these fanfics and I hope you enjoy reading them.

Chapter 4

I was right. She did it. She got use out. I'm not sure how she did it, but she did it. Ruby did it. She couldn't leave her family behind.

When we got out there was a large group of parents outside of Thurmond. So many families. I had, had a feeling mine wouldn't be there, but my small tower stopped me from believing that Alina wasn't there. She had the be, she just had to. And she was, she was there staring franticly into the crowd of kids flooding out of Thurmond. When she had finally spotted me, she started to scream my name and cry.

"ELS! ELSBETH, ELSBETH!"

When the PSF finally let us through to our families I bolted to Alina. I jumped into her arms crying, brawling my eyes out for the first time since the time my tower fell.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" I said sobbing

Alina Jerked me away in surprise.

"Sorry, your sorry? What for?" she asked a frown on her face and look of sorrow.

"For giving up on you, I thought you had given up, stopped looking for me" I said between sobs and buried my face into her chest.

"Ohh, Els, its's okay. I never gave up on you. I kept searching and didn't stop. I knew you were out there, I new you were alive. I could feel it." She paused and tapped on her heart "Right here"

After that we went back to her campervan. She told me that she had run away from home when Mum and Dad had tolled her that they had sent me away. She had stolen the emergency cash from behind the fridge and all of Mum's most expensive jewellery and the family laptop and snuck out in the night, two days after I had left. At first, she had wondered, going from place to place, checking for signs of me on the laptop at free internet cafes. When the economy crashed she had stolen a car and hot wired it (our grandpa uses to be a mechanic and taught us a whole bunch of stuff about cars). She siphoned gas and just drove around, sleeping in the car. When she got older she found a job, working for a mechanic, as an assistant. She bought herself this caravan.

Back to the present, I'm still sitting in Alina's caravan. I'm eating some two-minute noodles and she is telling me that she hasn't heard from Mum or Dad since she ran away. I'm thinking about what might have happened to them and if they still live in our old house, when Alina interrupts my thoughts.

"Hey, uh, Elsbeth, I need to, uh tell you something."

She used my full name, so she must be serious.

"Okay?" I say hesitantly.

"I'm a Green" She blurts out, she says it so quickly that I almost didn't hear her.

"huh?"

I don't get it. How can she be a green? She's too old.

"I'm a Green. I can remember stuff really well." She repeats, slower this time.

"But your too old." I say disbelieving.

"I know, but I am, no one noticed because I was too old to be a PSI. Ever since I was 10 I can remember everything. I know what you wore on the day you were taken to a camp, I know what we had had for dinner the night before and what we had for lunch and what we talked about during that meal."

"Wha?"

"I'm serious, I can remember everything from a month before my tenth birthday, vividly."

"Why didn't Mum and Dad sent you away to the camps too?" I ask. I can't believe it. My sister a green. Just like me.

"Mum and Dad did suspect anything of me because I was too old to be a PSI."

"Wow." I say not quite sure appropriate response.

"Oh, and one more thing I didn't tell you, I also stole Mum and Dad's credit cards. I had memorised their pins accidentally." She gave me a guilty smile like she was letting me in on a secret, like we used to when we were kids.

"Oh wow, well I bet they deserved it."

She smiled at me and gave me a big hug.

"We are going to be ok, from now on its just you and me." She says into my hair.

I want to believe her, I really do, but I have a feeling that also long as I'm a Green there will always be problems, big or small. I don't say anything in reply. I just hug her tighter, knowing that at least I will be happy with my sister and that whatever hard times come, she will be there with me every step of the way.

-Time skip-

It has been four days since we got out of Thurmond and Ruby's face is all over the news. Wow, she did a lot while she was gone. And omg god, her leg was broken! By a PSF! Oh god. She is also an Orange, Okay, wow but Okay. There are also the stories about some of her friends like Zu, a yellow girl who is 12 and her boyfriend Liam and his big brother, Cole, who like my sister, is a PSI who is an adult. Well I mean was like my sister, he's dead now.

I'm watching the press conference on Tv about what is going to happen to the PSI, me, and the new laws that will be put in place.

Cruz is full of shit. I am listening to what she is saying, and I can't believe it. DESTROY THE CAMPS?! What!?

Community, COMMUNITY! Sounds like another camp to me. I have to live in a community if I don't want some bloody doctor sticking something in my head?! For the rest of my life!?

"That is bullshit."

That was Charles, -not me- another one of Ruby's friends. He begins to lay out what is so "bullshit" about what Cruz is saying.

"As an eighteen-year-old, I finally have the right to choose what I want for myself, but if I make the wrong choice, I'll still be punished for it?"

Cruz tells him to save his questions till the end, but Charles is not finished.

"I'm not finished," he continues, "If I were to choose not to have someone, potentially an incompetent someone, cut into my brain- the most important organ in my body- to 'fix' it, then I'm stuck in yet another camp, this time for the rest my life?"

You took the words right out of my mouth Charles. I am really liking Ruby's choice in friends.

A man in uniform tries to tell Charles it is not a camp (BULL) but Charles is having none of that. He goes on saying that it is a 'Community' with barbed fences and armed guards. That their reinforcing to America that the word different means, bad, ugly, dangerous. He is not happy. The man tries (emphasis on the try) to reasons that we are dangerous and can use our abilities to commit crimes and have an unfair advantage. Rude.

"Yeah? So can a pile of money. It's what a person chooses to do with their abilities the matters. By locking someone up for making a choice about their body that they have every right to make, what you are essentially say is that, no you don't trust us. Not to make good choices, not to treat others well. I find that incredibly insulting-and, by the way, I seem to be in pretty good control of my abilities now, wouldn't you say?"

Alina grabs the remote and turns off the tv.

"I can't hear any more of this crap" she says. "I have to go to work, I asked my Charly my boss if you could come with me - he's a pretty nice guy, has grandkids your age- and he said yes"

She picks up her back pack and opens the door to the caravan.

"C'mon, let's go."

"Are you sure it's a good idea for me to go there with you?" I say thinking about all the tension going around the country, it's probably not safe for PSI to be out and about.

"Yeah, but it's better then leaving you hear alone. C'mon, you can stay in the back, no one will see you except Charly and I."

Okay, yeah, she has a point. I get up and follow her out. We walk for a good ten minutes before we arrive at an old family owned mechanics called Owen's Mechanic's. This place seems barely afloat, but it's right next to a petrol station, so it must get business from there. We walk inside and Charly greats us.

"Well hello there little, Misses, you must be Elsbeth, I've heard of you. Your sister here talks a sure lot about you." He says, "I have a granddaughter your age and two grandsons a little older."

"Where are they now?" I ask, although I already know the answer. In camps.

"Well there still stuck in them awful camps, but they will be out soon, I'm sure of it" He gives me a hopeful smile which I return fully. I'm really starting to like this guy. It will take me a while to fully trust adults, but Charly is so friendly and reminds me of my grandpa. He died when I was 8 but I still miss him, he's the one who taught me and Alina all we now about cars.

"What colours are your grandkids?" I ask.

"Well, me girl is a yellow and me boys are both blue." He says with that sweet southern ascent of his.

"Cool." I say, Alina interrupts us and tells me she has to go start work, but I can keep talking to Charly.

"Now, your sister been telling me that your grandpa taught both of yous about cars. Am I right?"

"Yes sir." I say because it just feels right, never mind I thought I would never pay respect to an adult ever again if they weren't my sister.

"Well then why don't you come and help me with this car over here, I'll give you five dollars at the end of the day if you can find what wrong with it and fix it. Your sister here tells me that your green, is that right?"

"Yes"

"Well get to it then" he says and show me to the car.

It feels great to tinker with something. It feels so different to what grandpa showed us, with my green ability I understand everything better and it all makes more sense. By the end of the day I have not only fixed what was wrong with the car but replaced a faulty light bulb in the right indicator, the rear left headlight and fixed up the radio.

"Well Misses, you seem to have a gift with the car, how about I hire you for real?" he says and hand me the five dollars at the end of the day.

"Sure. How much will I get payed?" I ask.

He lets out a small laugh, "Well, seeing as I don't really have the money to hire you and guy you a proper pay, I'll give your sister a 15% raise for your services."

"30% raise"

"20%"

"25%"

"You got yourself a deal darlin." Charly says and takes my hand and gives it a firm shake, a smile on his face.