Sorry for the late update, currently got a tooth infection and mock exams to revise for after Christmas but I'll try and update as much as possible. Read and review!

When I awoke the next morning, strong arms were wrapped around me. Even stranger, I felt really refreshed. It then hit me that I'd spent the night at Lewis'. SHIT. My parents were going to freak! Jumping out of a puzzled Lewis' grip I searched through my jacket for my phone and saw a billion missed calls and texts from both my parents and my brother. Crap crap crap. They were going to kill me. It was 7:03 in the morning, so I'd hopefully be able to dodge the bullet and leg it to school this morning.
"I've got a billion missed calls off my parents, they realised I haven't been at home. They're going to kill me!" His eyes widened in surprised and he climbed out of bed.
"I take it you're not going to tell them exactly where you were?"
"Wasn't planning on it. It hardly sounds good does it? Plus it's complicated." I looked away to avoid his gaze and he tilted my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"It'll be okay. I promise. You better get going, I'll see you in school yeah?"
"Yeah," I smiled before giving him a brief kiss and sprinting back to my house. Hesitating, I put my key in the lock and entered before my mother exploded.
"Where have you been?! Sneaking out! And on a school night! What kind of behaviour is this? I wasn't going to say anything because you promised to sort yourself out but you've been to school once in the past two weeks and now this? It's the final straw Florentina Rose Benedict! You're going to boarding school!"
"What? Don't you think that's a bit extreme? You haven't even let me explain."
"So explain yourself," my father interjected growling. SHIT. He's never this serious. He's going to kill me. Oh dear. I didn't have time to finish before my Grandma K waltzed out of my brothers room where she was probably sleeping while he grabbed the sofa.
"What's going on?" She asked. We both knew perfectly well that she hadn't in fact just woke up and was about to cover for me and save my ass.
"She stayed out all night." My mum stated bluntly.
"Grandma I text you," I butted in.
"Really? Let me check my phone," she pretended to read a text before speaking up.
"Ah yes. I'm sorry if I got you in trouble I didn't realise it had gone off. She text last night saying she went to complete a school project but fell asleep and she was going to stay the night and come back this morning to get ready. I'm so sorry darling." I wasn't sure whether my parents bought my Grandma's explanation but they didn't question it and she threw me a glance when they weren't looking as if to say we need to talk. Before she got the chance I mumbled something about running behind and legged it out the front door to school where I saw Lewis waiting for me.
"Hey, how did it go?" He asked as I approached him.
"Depends how you look it at. My mom blew up before I'd even walked in the door screaming that I was going to boarding school then my Grandma K covered for me. I'm not sure if they brought it or not but they didn't say anything about it."
"I guess that's good then. I mean, doesn't sound like you've got to go boarding school anymore, right?" He joked.
"You're truly hilarious," I mock glared at him. He was stood with a younger girl with straight, waist-length auburn hair.
"This my sister Kimmy. Kimmy this is Flo," he introduced us.
"You two dating?" She asked us.
"I guess you could say that," she grinned and dived on her brother, tackling him into a hug.
"My brother said he wasn't going to date anyone until he found her. You're his soulfinder." Wow, I did not see that coming.
"Yeah.." I replied hesitantly.
"Hey Kim, don't say anything to Mom and dad okay? We don't want people knowing yet." After reassuring us she wouldn't say anything, she ran off to join her friends and Lewis breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come on we're going to be late to form," I informed him dragging him along. The day went by in a blur, and me and Lewis walked back to mine hand in hand from the bus stop. My Grandma K had text me assuring me no one was home and she'd like to meet him and talk to us. Here's me hoping to avoid that situation. Didn't look like that was possible. Damn.

I unlocked my apartment and pulled Lewis over the threshold, before my Grandma K literally dived on us, pulling us into a hug squealing and jumping up and down like a little kid.
"Hey Grandma," I choked out. "Can't-breathe!" She led us to the kitchen and made us drinks before sitting opposite us. I felt like I was about to be interrogated.
"While I'm happy for the both of you," she began. "I think you have some explaining to do Florentina Benedict. Starting with last night." She ended sternly.
"Nothing happened. Not like that anyway. It's easier I explain from the start, but promise me you won't tell a soul? Not Mom, not dad, or Uncle Vic. Please." She relented and nodded her acceptance of my own personal terms and conditions and I launched into my story, starting with the first nightmare i experienced when I was five, and Lewis' role in the situation last night. "But now it's your turn Grandma K." I told her. "You didn't think I'd tell you everything, and not expect nothing back in return."
"I covered for you for I don't know how long, especially last night." I locked my jaw, signalling I wasn't giving in and she sighed before speaking up. "Me and your grandfather knew something was wrong years ago. Your parents told us you believed you wasn't a proper Savant. You probably won't remember, but around that time me and you sat down when you visited Colorado. I asked you to tell me what was wrong-"
"I remember," i interjected. "Mom and dad thought seeing the family might help, thought you'd be able to get through to me because of how close we've always been. I remember telling you that I couldn't here telepathy and I didn't have a gift. Mom wanted Auntie Sky to sit with us to tell if I was lying or not, but you sent her away."
"Yes. I knew something was wrong, and if you didn't want to talk about it you were in your right to do so. Having Sky tell your parents you were lying would have solved nothing. She was sat in the living room and was able to pick up on your energy but she kept quiet, she pulled me aside later and told me you weren't telling the truth. No one, not even Zed, found out about it. Because I knew this day would come. I knew you wasn't telling the whole story from when we spoke in the kitchen, I could see the fear in your eyes. Now I know why."
"You always knew though didn't you," I confronted her. She hesitated before replying.
"I knew you had nightmares when you were younger, but I didn't know why. You seemed to have them more than other children, almost every night. That's when I started to think it was about your gift. Me and your grandfather both saw it, so we looked on the net to see what gifts entailed occurring nightmares. We couldn't really narrow it down because that's all we had to work off, but mediumship did cross our minds. We could never say that's what it was for definite because we didn't know what you were dreaming of."
"Okay.. "I answered. "You came here though because you knew I found my soulfinder, why did you bring Vic and why didn't you tell my parents?"
"I didn't tell them because of your situation. They wouldn't believe me sweetie if I waltzed in and told them, you convinced them you were a dud Savant. I had two visions. One was of you two together, and the other was of you're nightmare. I brought Vic because I know what you've been dreaming of for years, and he's an FBI agent and a very good Savant who can try to help solve the crime."
"Do you believe that if we find out what's been happening in my dream it'll stop the nightmares?" I dared ask. Not wanting to get my hopes up.
"For now." She replied curtly. "Until someone else needs your help. What you need to understand is the gift you have may be a dark, mysterious and horrifying one. But it's what you do with it that counts. You can save lives with it, if you're gift enables you to see glimpses of what may happen, which we don't know yet because you've been trying to lock it away. But you can also change lives. The people you dream about are someone's life. Their daughter, son, father, friend. You can help them find out what happened to their loved ones. The dead are trying to communicate with you for a reason, which is why you should try to embrace your gift and see its positives. And use finding your Soulfinder to your advantage." She gave a knowing smile, and I had the feeling she wasn't implying his memory manipulation gift.
"There's still not one thing I understand. How can you possibly know what I've been dreaming about if I haven't told you? I only mentioned having nightmares."
"That would be me." Lewis, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up. I looked at him with a clear message, explain. "I haven't been completely honest with you Flo. "He continued before i had the chance to interrupt. "When I helped you sleep last night, I was 100% truthful about my gift. What I left out was that in order to remove the memory from your head, I also have to endure it. Your Grandma would have saw the nightmare when she foresaw us together due to the way my gift works. If someone else sees it-another Savant-without being there, ie. Seeing it as a vision, the memories overlap. They are the dream as well as the people in the memory and how they react, it overlaps the memory so she'd see the nightmare the way you and I did, but then she would also see me and you which is the actual memory." Okay, that was confusing. I tried to get my head around his explanation the best I could, but this was the point my parents decided to come home and stopped whatever it was I was about to say. Which in all honesty, I would have had no idea what until the words were spoken.