Marley Jones (Chapter seven):

I loved this, sitting with him. My hands in his, him talking, joking; laughing. I could really get used to his; he's easy to talk to. He was thinking of his next question, his face in a funny way of hard thinking. I wanted to kiss the smug grin off his face as I stared at him, bracing for what he wanted to know next. I was going to be honest, there is no point lying to him.

"What is your power?" he asked, oh I suppose this is an easy one.

"It's sort of dull, like I know Zed has awesome powers and Sky can read emotions. Whereas I can just see through things" I muttered, I made myself sound disappointed because I really was.

"That's not dull; I was expecting you to come out with 'I can turn lights on and off'. That's cool, so like what'd you mean 'things'?" he asked, I'm taking this as question 5.

"Like walls, objects, floors...everything. Except people, when I'm doing it my eyes glow so it's not so great doing it in public. It freaks people out" I grinned, he grinned back at me.

"I for one thinks that's really cool, you can spy on people" he sniggered; I have a feeling we'll be spying on a few people then in future. "You'd be a great use to the FBI" he added, hinting. I smirked,

"I don't have the qualifications for that" I muttered, I kind of wished I did. It'd be a cool job,

"I could always forge it all, I know you're good enough" he grinned,

"You work for the FBI?" I asked, intrigued; he smiled to himself.

"You can ask questions after, my turn. My next question is: how do you feel about marriage?" he asked, was he asking me to marry him? My cheeks flushed again and I looked at the houses behind him, he wasn't asking you! He was just asking what you though; you don't need to go red so easily. He'll think you're pathetic. I looked back up at him and took a deep breath,

"S'gooooood" I said stupidly, he smirked and chuckled a little.

"I'm glad, I think so too" he smiled at me, so he wants to get married at some point? He cleared his throat,

"Question 7?" I asked, he rolled his eyes and grinned at me.

"You're counting every question I ask?" he asked, I smiled.

"I thought that was the point of the game" I replied smugly, "So question 8?" I asked, he smiled and shook his head like he couldn't quite believe me.

"Ok, question 8: how many children do you want?" he asked,

"I'm starting to think these questions are all going to be about what I want out of life" I smirked, "I don't know, didn't think about it. Maybe 3" I answered honestly, he nodded but kept smiling.

"Ok, easier questions. 9: What's your favourite colour?"

"Purple, I love purple. I really want to dye my hair that colour but I don't think I'll be taken seriously if I do...not that I'm taken seriously now anyways but you know..." I rambled quite a bit, I didn't mean to. It's what I do sometimes; I just have to get it out.

"Awesome, it's a nice colour. I'll take you seriously, if that's what you want then-"

"Are you going to try and convince me to dye my hair?" I asked, winking at him. I grinned, I'd never do it but I'm glad he'd still like it if I did.

"I want you to be happy" he replied rather quietly, he sighed and looked at me with his head cocked on the side.

"Well with the way things might be going what with your marriage proposal and our three kinds; I think I'm going to be rather happy anyways" I teased, "oh and let's not forget about the job offer on top of that." He grinned,

"We're pretty much sorted" he beamed dramatically, I giggled. "No but seriously, I really want you to be happy. On a different note, question 10: do you play an instrument?" he asked, I smiled.

"No, I tried learning but it wasn't my forte" I murmured, wasn't new. After he'd finished asking all the questions up to 20 we'd established my favourite food were fruit salads containing strawberries, bananas and peaches. That my favourite film was the Time Traveller's Wife, my hobby was figure skating, and I'd won trophies in 18 different counties. That I would teach him how to figure-skate at some point and that I turned down the scholarship in Iceland because I didn't want to be the new girl again. We'd also established I'd consider moving in with him in 3 months or sooner, that if I had my way the bedroom walls would be dark purple, that there were a lot of things I wanted in the bedroom; we laughed at them all. And that I have white coffees with 2 sweeteners in only.

"Well I think I love you" he smirked as I answered the last question.

"Well that's good considering we just got married, I can't believe you only think" I said dramatically shocked, he grinned at me; his eyes wide.

"You're amazing, I love how sarcastic you are in a way" he commented, I raised one eye brow.

"This isn't sarcasm, it's my speciality at saying things that take the piss of out other things. Often noted as sarcasm but really it's just my language" I said, going along with it. I wasn't exactly defending myself well but he just smirked,

"Sure, keep telling yourself that babe" he winked, I grinned.

"I like babe, babe's a nice name" I told him, he smiled gently.

"Babe it is then, I suppose it makes a difference from my brothers calling their soulfinder's baby" he muttered, he was in agreement that that's what we'd call each other and that was good news.

"Can I start on my questions then?" I asked, he grinned and just as he nodded we heard his mom shout very loudly:

"VICTOR!"

"Wow, she's loud" I said, sounding slightly scared.

"Tell me about it" Victor muttered in the same tone, "C'mon, we'll find out what she wants and then you can give me your 20 questions. Think wisely, I plan on letting everything slip" he winked, I grinned and he jumped down off the wall landing with a thump. I tried getting down gently but ended up practically falling on him. "Woah is it raining soulfinders? We need to tell the others!" shrieked Victor excitedly, he pulled me up over his shoulder so my legs were in the year and he ran with me. I laughed loudly all the way back to the house, he is amazing!