As always, thanks for reviewing that's getting a little boring, so im gonna CHANGE IT UUUUUP! Here we go….i don't own gone or Sam or any of those lovely characters besides Redd and Shell and Frog and some other people to come…WOOHOO a disclaimer :D

Oh yeah, and you MIGHT find out why drake wants redd in this chapter…

Or I might keep u waiting for 8000 more chapters so u keep reading JK JK JK

Sam immediately stood, his palms raised toward the door, and angry expression on his face. I jumped about thirty feet in the air and scrambled to hide behind Quinn, who had also jumped (but only about twenty feet), and was now behind the couch. Realizing what he was doing, he had a slightly embarrassed expression, but I didn't really think he could do anything against Drake anyways.

Sam almost burned a hole through her. It was just her. Not Drake. Quinn and I stood up quickly, and Sam lowered his palms. We all got ready to face the whirlwind of anger that had thrown open that door.

"Astrid! I almost killed you!" Sam yelled, a few other nice words following those.

"Well, maybe that would have been better! You've just been ignoring me anyways!" Astrid said.

Sam raised his eyebrows. "Do I need to know what you're talking about? Can you leave and come back?"

I was surprised about how annoyed he sounded. "No Sam. This can't be ignored any longer! We agreed we would have group of leaders. Not just Sam. A group of people, Sam. A group." She was trying very hard to keep calm. Once she saw me, she scowled and I gave a small, awkward wave. Another scowl. Quinn was trying very hard not to crack up.

Sam rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry okay?"
"You can't make any decisions by yourself anymore!" The argument was getting even more heated.

"What'd you do this time, brah?" Quinn interrupted. I almost smacked my forehead. Nice timing.

Astrid's eyes were like ice picks as she turned to look at Quinn. "Seriously?" Sam asked.

"Seriously."

"I decided to talk to Caine." Sam admitted.

"Caine?" I burst out.

"Maybe we should leave…" Quinn muttered.

"Don't leave! I mean…it's nothing. We aren't fighting." Sam argued.

Astrid went on, ignoring the last few comments. Quinn and I stood standing. I honestly didn't want to miss any of this. "Why did you want to talk to Caine? Why didn't you come to the council first before making a plan and almost carrying it out?"

"I don't know what's going on with him. I feel…out of it, you know?" Sam said.

"Fine," Astrid replied, smoothing her voice and hair until she looked back to normal. "We should go up to Coates. Just let the council come up with a plan okay? We'll keep you…updated."

"Okay," Sam said. "Bye."

"Bye, sorry about all of that." She apologized, looking into my eyes. Then, Sam went over to Astrid, kissed her on the cheek, and she left. All right before my eyes. I'm scarred for life.

It was the morning after we had gotten back to Perdido Beach. It was decided that I spend the night at Sam's house, but he was still asleep as I got ready for fishing. That's all I wanted to do, fish. Does Drake want my fish?

I pulled on a pair of jeans and a gray striped tank-top that Astrid had left me to wear. Earlier, I had taken a shower and brushed my hair so it was straight. Looking in the mirror, I saw a version of myself that looked somewhat healthy. It made me feel good.

When I was finally ready, I stumbled down the stairs to get out the front door. Quinn was supposed to meet me outside the house so that I didn't have to risk getting captured again by walking alone. He was right outside the house, sitting cross-legged in a pair of light colored jeans with a plain purple t-shirt on top. We both had on our rubber black fishing boots, which made loud squeaking noises when we walked.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yeah." He sighed.

I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head to the side. "What's wrong?"
"What? Nothing!"

"Don't lie and just tell me. I can read you like a book, honey." I said with a sarcastic smile.

"I don't know. I have a feeling that Drake's somewhere nearby. Like he's lurking around laughing at us." He admitted.

"Me too! And you know something bad is going to happen if Sam goes to see Caine right?" I said a little too loudly.

"Yes! I was thinking that the entire time yesterday at Sam's."

"They're probably going to take a few people with them to Coates. Not me though. Even if they did pick me, I wouldn't go. I hate that place, especially Diana. She gives me the creeps." I responded.

"She is a little creepy, with her whole power reading thing." Quinn muttered, looking at the passing houses that had been damaged by who-knows-what.

"Has she ever read you?" I asked.

"No, my power's fishing." He said with a sad smile.

"I want to be read." I said sarcastically.

"Hey, maybe you do have a power. Maybe you're, like, a six bar."

"I wish."

After that, we broke into a short silence. We were almost to the dock, and I could just make out the figures of our fishing crew waiting for us at the end of the street.

"Actually, she's a seven." I heard whispered in my ear, just before a slithery tentacle wrapped around my throat.