Hi Guys!

So, I'm sorry about the wait. I told you this one would be a bit of a crucial chapter and I guess I needed time to get it right. But, I think I've done it.

This is for . for sending me a really lovely PM, thank you, I love you to bits. Also, she wants to take on Hand In Hand To Hell and so if there are any more updates on that I will tell you all.

Today's recomendation is:

Moving Melody - by MollyDolly1996. I loved this one, Melody is such a lovely character.

Hope you like this one.


Sean's P.O.V.

"This place is huge!" I breathed in slightly belligerent wonder. I was standing in the centre of a room. The white ceilings towered over my head and the walls stretched out to make it look more of a hall from Camelot than a room in the suburbs of Las Vegas.

Evan and his sister Eva were standing by my side and I felt their smug smiles before I saw them. "State of the art security too." Evan boasted. "We don't want anyone coming in to hurt the girls. They need to be kept safe."

I risked a quiet peek into his head and saw the lie, but not what it was. It nagged at me, make me worry what I was getting into.

The suspicion was strong, but not enough. They didn't cover the glee of Old Sean to be back in the game with the big players. I shushed my thoughts quickly and turned to have a look at the room again. "So, where do the girls live?"

Eva answered cleanly but not completely honestly. "They have beautiful penthouse apartments upstairs. But only female employees are allowed up there and they have to swear they won't become involved with any of us unless they're soulfinders."

I nodded, trying to detect the lie and failing. She was good at this.

Evan broke the silence with a large clap of his large hands. "Well, you chose a good time to come Kelly." He ignored my sour look at my old name. "You're just in time to see the first viewing of the day."

. . . . . . .

"Karen, you need to get up sweetie." I was woken from my ragged sleep by Lenny shaking my shoulder, looking nervous with a hint of something else on top. Excitement?

I frowned and rolled over again, burying my head in the mouldy excuse for a pillow we'd been given.

"Karen, please. We need to go." I was shaken gently but firmly and I finally sat up to see Lenny and Tilda up and waiting for me.

"What's happening?" I croaked, pushing my knotted, slightly greasy hair out of my face.

Lenny smiled. "Someone's come to see us!"

My head snapped round to her. "What?!"

She nodded and bounced up and down on her toes. "A guy's come to look at the 24 year olds."

I stood quickly and went over to them. The worry and excitement was very obvious here, radiating down the hall from each cell. Women were waiting to be taken out, the hope that this could be their moment was high and I felt desperation from Tilda, who had kept her head stoically turned away. I hadn't been able to get any closer to her since the last time I tried. It had been four days now. She hadn't spoken a word to anyone, but I could feel her thoughts getting tangled and restless beneath the calm outer shell she had perfected.

A guard walked down the corridor, swinging keys in his hand. Maggs was walking by his side, pointing to various cells and watching as girls were pulled out and cuffed to her side by metal bands round their wrists.

Lenny, Tilda and I were bound close to each other and pulled down the corridor. I saw the remainder of the women's faces falling and they turned back to their beds with their hope crushed again.

We were taken straight to the showers and hosed down with hot water and luxury soap. I would be lying if I sad it didn't feel amazing to be clean again. After we were checked by Maggs our hair was washed by women who stayed absolutely silent and was dried into its natural fall around d our shoulders. Lenny's hair shone with the sudden love and Tilda's dirty blonde hair was hosed so much the mud fell away, revealing golden curls that bounced on her thin shoulders.

We were then bundled into clothes that contrasted our uniforms massively. A brunette women slipped a dark blue sundress over my arms and tied the bow behind my back while another passed me a pair of sandals. When I looked in the mirror over her head I could almost believe that none of this was real, that I was back at home and Dad had bought me another pretty dress for Tom to laugh at.

Tilda and Lenny were both given clothes that highlighted their features and we were directed towards a pair of huge red doors at the end of the corridor.

Maggs pulled up to a halt and faced all of us. "Now, girls. Make me proud." She smiled like our grandmother giving us a present. Then suddenly her face grew stormy and her sharp eyes pierced every one of us. "But say one bad word about this place and I swear we will make the rest of your life a living hell."

With that she turned and pushed open the door.

We filed in and looked around the cavernous room, painted white with sophisticated painting hung on the wall.

There were a few guards standing at the entrance and a trio of people in the corner. I recognised the blonde woman who had imitated my mother the day of the injection. She smiled and waved her fingers at me. I looked away quickly. The man standing next to her had to be her brother, they were sickeningly similar, the same hair and bone structure. The third man was tall with a strong physic and jet black hair. He turned to watch us walk in and I could feel the uncertainty and suspicion in his head, as his eyes raked over us. That suspicion gave me hope, perhaps this was one person who didn't believe all the lies about The Cat House.

His eyes drifted over to mine and I was nearly bowled back by the power in them. There were ice blue, cold and confident. But he didn't feel that way. He stared at me, and I felt somehow that he knew what I was thinking. He and I were both reading the other's emotions. He was worried and fighting himself. There was a raging battle inside his mind and it all pointed towards a past that was better to be left alone. My heart shivered and I looked away quickly, not wanting to give this scared stranger anything else about me.

There was another man in the room. He looked nervous, wringing his hands and biting his lip. He was very tall and well-built with skin like dark chocolate. He smiled at us, and I felt a kind, loving person underneath all the brawn. Maggs went up to him and faced us. "Ladies, this is Mr Greggory Trent. He's here to see if he can find his soulfinder. Mr Trent, you just go for it and have a look at them."

Greggory breathed deeply and looked at the girl standing at one end of the line. There was an intense look between them and the girl's thoughts went into a leap of hope. I saw the beginnings of a smile on bother their faces before they dulled and the girl stood back, disappointment radiating off her. She shook her head minutely and Greggory moved onto the next girl.

It took an hour to get through all of us, Greggory and I had a quick chat to see if there was anything there, before he apologised for raising my hopes and I could see he was getting desperate.

There was suddenly a sharp gasp from a down the line. My head turned and I saw the girl next to Lenny clap her hands to her mouth and burst into tears. Greggory was beaming. He stared at the small, pale redhead with sudden, solid love and devotion. I felt their minds twist and turn to align themselves with each other's and that deep, instinctive love flourish from their roots.

She stepped forward and was immediately swept into the big, strong arms that would be there for the rest of their lives. There were sobbing quietly and murmuring to each other in their minds. I fought back a small smile as I watched them.

Maggs left the happy couple and waved the rest of us towards the door. I saw the disappointment and sorrow on the girls' faces as I looked around. Tilda looked like someone had knocked another nail into her coffin but Lenny was holding up well.

I turned to look back at the room as I was walking towards the door. Something was pulling my attention and I frowned slightly when I met the eyes of the man with black hair and steely eyes.

What's your name? A voice sounded in my head, clear and crisp.

And with those three words my world exploded and was made whole all at once.


Good?

Please tell me what you thought and what you think Karen will do next.

See you hopefully on the weekend.

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