Emmett's face was set in deadly concentration. Henri backed away slowly, throwing another log into the fire pit.

"Good, now give me another." He ordered.

Emmett mentally separated one log from the rest, which were all floating in mid-air. Henri let it go to him, the grabbed it and threw it in with the others. "Good." While Emmett concentrated on the logs, Henri strode over to me.

"He really cares about you." He murmured, not taking his eyes away from his pupil.

"I know." I smiled slightly.

"You realize how dangerous this could-"

"Don't," I said softly. "There's always risks, no matter who you affiliate yourself with." Henri sighed but then gave a slight chuckle.

"Are you willing to help?" he smirked. I nodded, wary of his wicked grin. "Alright," he called aloud. "That's enough. Moving on to endurance." The logs hit the ground. "In the house explosion, you both should've been killed."

"Gee thanks." I sniffled.

"Without knowing, Emmett ascended his next Legacy. Endurance against the elements."

"So what should we do?"

"Reenact," Henri smiled. "Sam."

Sam set his laptop down and tossed Henri a large, black, ugly looking gun. The second it was in his hands, a shot was fired. It missed Emmett by inches.

"Woah, woah, HEY!"

"Come on, son, we learn from experience!" More shots. One grazed Emmett's left shoulder, burning him.

"Anything, Sam?"

"No sir. His adrenaline is through the roof but there's no Legacy detection."

"Dammit." Henri muttered.

He looked around the field, clearly frustrated. To Sam, who sat focused behind his laptop-and then to me. Henri smiled. He lead me by the elbow to Emmett.

"Em," he said, cocking the gun. "Why were you able to Endure during the explosion?"

"Because I had to protect her."

"Now what if I told you to protect her again?"

Emmett didn't have time to react. Henri had already fired his shot. We flew backwards, crashing through the sliding back door. I coughed a few times, trying to catch my breath. Emmett ripped the first few buttons off of my shirt, revealing the charred cuts and bruises underneath. I heard a growl, and he lunged out the door and after Henri. All I paid attention to was the ringing in my ears and the burning in my chest.

*Sam

I nearly dropped my laptop in shock. Of course Henri expected Emmett to save her, but knowing he couldn't, Emmett simply took as much of the hit as he could. The two wrestled to the ground, Emmett angrier than I'd ever seen him. I ran to Sophia.

"Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Sophia! Sophia, come on, are you okay?" I had to help but I was afraid to touch her.

"Sam!" she breathed. Fuck. She was barely keeping her lungs satisfied.

I ran back to my stuff, sifting through it-praying I could find something that would help. There was a slow, deep beeping noise coming from the computer. Finally! In the midst of this mayhem Emmett was giving off Legacy readings! Now we could…My mind trailed away as I realized that the readings weren't coming from Emmett. They were coming from Sophia. And they were strong.

I slowly made my way back to her, listening to her slow, heavy breathing. She hadn't changed positions, but her face was one of anxiety.

"Sophia…" I murmured. She let out a last heavy sigh and closed her eyes.

"No, no, no, "I panicked. "Sophia, no. Wake up, wake up right now." She laid silent, but in the depth of her chest a dull light began to glow, her blood and skin beginning to glisten. I waited silently as the light grew stronger and stronger, her skin mending itself in its warmth. As quick as it came, the light dulled, leaving nothing but blood without a source.

Her eyes fluttered open, she took a deep breath and grabbed my arm.

"Sophia?" She looked at me confusedly and skimmed her hand across her chest.

"It's gone," she breathed. "Sam, it's gone!"

"This is fantastic!" I screamed. "Emmett, Henri, you guys have to see her!"

I helped her to her feet and she took in the bits of glass around her and the fighting.

"You guys!" she screamed. The two stopped immediately, staring at her.

"What in the hell?" Henri breathed.

"There's no way," Emmett murmured, examining her. He ran a finger over her collar bone. "I saw it. We all saw it!"

"Well this is new.."

"Henri, is she?"

"I have no idea…it's…it seems impossible."

"It IS impossible! We got here only 8 years ago and she WASN'T on that ship with us."

"I know, I know….Sophia…how do you feel?" Henri asked softly.

Sophia looked slightly confused herself, and took a deep breathe. She blinked a few times.

"Well…tired. But no more than before. Confused, a little. I don't really know what happened. I don't really know if it's real."

"Oh, it's real alright." I murmured. Sophia gave a nervous chuckle.

"How?"

"I don't know," Henri said. "But I know someone that will.

****Sophia****

"Hold still," the man murmured, putting the needle in my forearm. "You're going to feel a bit woozy." I took a deep breathe, trying to keep my nerves steady.

"How did this happen?" He asked, looking at Henri while he poured a few drops of my blood under a microscope.

"Mishap with a Blaze."

"Heat-powered up to 130 degrees, black powder. A 22 set gun, Henri. Straight to the chest?"

"Yes sir."

"May I?" He began to pull away what was left of my shirt when in a flash Emmett had him by the wrist. "I'm a doctor, song."

"Did I ask you what you were?" Emmett growled.

The doctor narrowed his eyes at Emmett for a moment when a thoughtful look struck his face.

"Emmett."

"No, no, Henri, it's alright. May I try something else, with you young man?"

Emmett swept me off the chair and walked over to the couch.

"Hold her." He ordered, sitting me next to Sam. The doctor pulled out a syringe as Emmett sat down and rolled up his sleeves.

"You might feel a slight pinch."

The needle broke against Emmett's skin. Henri furrowed his brow and stood next to the two. The doctor tried again. Another ruined needle.

"How've you felt since the incident?" the doctor asked, pulling off his gloves.

"Fine, I guess. Light headed."

"Give me two seconds." The doctor exclaimed. "Sam, bring her!" Sam rushed me over, setting me with Emmett. Hot potato, hot potato…

"Daurin, what are you doing?" Henri asked irritably.
Daurin tried to stick another needle into Emmett and again, it snapped.

"Loriens use different means of protection when they fall in love. It's much more sever. Members of the Guard had to find better ways, they were seemingly invincible but their lovers, they called them their Fall, were not. Haeson, the commander of the first generation Guard, set a charm on all the Fall." He continued to hustle about the lab, handing Henri books opened to pages filled with more stories.

"Woah, what charm are you talking about?"

"When your Fall gets hurt, she has the power to utilize your Legacy energy to heal herself."

"That's smart." Sam murmured.

"Not exactly." We all gave Daurin a look. "Everything has a weakness."

"I thought you just said the Guard were practically invincible?"

"They are, but remember who is not."

Daurin ran a razor blade across my upper arm. I gasped, the stinging starting to set in.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Emmett trailed off. He blinked his eyes a few times in confusion.

"Exactly, you feel it don't you?" Daurin murmured.

"Emmett, look…" Henri whispered, his eyes set on Emmett's upper left arm. A thin line of blood had appeared in the exact same place as mine.

"There's no way."

"But there is, my boy. Their women are called Fall for a reason."

"So all I do is hinder him?" I asked, annoyance seeping through my tone.

"No, little one, no. While Emmett can feel your pain, he doesn't receive your injury. It's simply a warning sign."

"A warning sign." I muttered.