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Chapter 8 (Delia's P.O.V.)

"His name is Slade." I finally said.

We were all sitting in the family room. Harry, Dougie and Kayla were back in their normal clothes sitting on one side of the couch with Danny. I sat between Keeley and Cassie while Catherine healed Tom's back from the explosion, and he sat next to Cassie.

"Well who is he?" Kayla asked. I could only shrug. For people I barely know I didn't like talking to them about my private life. I haven't even told Keeley or Carrie.

"All I know is he was hired to work for Lex. He's been following me since I left Keeley and Cassie in Smallville, Kansas." The group looked annoyed with my answer.

"Come on guys, cut her some slack. She just woke up!" Keeley reminded them.

"She should rest some more!" Cassie added. I noticed Catherine's hands stopped glowing blue and she was finished healing Tom.

"That's a good idea. I had to use a lot of energy to heal her and it should wear off soon." Catherine said as she stood up and stretched making Harry stare at her boobs.

Keeley and Cassie followed her lead. I was the last to follow. I felt bad not telling the people who saved me my full story.

As I left, I caught Dougie taking one last quick glance at me. I blushed for some reason and followed Catherine to her room.

We decided to share the last guess room since Cassie and Keeley preferred sharing a room with each other.

"I hope you don't snore." Catherine said as she climbed in one of the twin beds after she changed out of her uniform. I ignored her and took a shower and changed into a black cami and blue plaid shorts. Spare clothes from Kayla. It felt nice showering after so long. When I was finally done, I climbed into the other twin bed and drifted off to sleep.

"You ungrateful piece of shit!" I was struck across the face and fell to the cool, tile floor.

"Please…I'm sorry!" I said between sobs. My own blood trickled down my cheek.

"No, you're not!' He came at me and kicked me in the stomach and I fell to the floor again.

"Lex…please…" He pulled me by my hair and made me look into his cool blue eyes.

"I'll make you pay."

"NO!" I sat up in bed a cold sweat. I looked over to Catherine's sleeping figure and was surprised she was still asleep. I climbed out of bed and made my way out of the room.

I need a drink.

I walked into the kitchen and searched through the cabinets to find a glass. Once I did, I opened the refrigerator and poured some lemonade into the glass. I took a sip and then closed the refrigerator.

"AH!" I screamed and dropped the glass once I saw a figure of a man. The glass shattered and the figure stepped closer revealing Dougie. He bent down to pick up the glass and then grabbed a dish cloth to wipe up the lemonade.

"Are you okay?" He finally asked as he stood up and I finally noticed his bare chest. I blushed again and was glad the lights were off and he couldn't see my face.

"I-I'm fine."

"I wasn't talking about the glass…" He said as he walked past me and threw the glass away.

"What do you mean?"

"You talk in your sleep." He said with a serious face as he looked into my eyes. They were the same color as his, Lex's. But they were different. They seemed calmer, warm, caring. So many characteristics that Lex didn't have.

"Did I wake you?" I asked looking away and I fiddled with the silver bracelet Catherine gave me to block my powers.

"No, I don't sleep much." He bent down to the floor again and he lifted my left foot up. I gasped and then realized he was cleaning my foot. Once he placed the cloth on my foot I felt a stinging sensation and I soon realized I cut my foot when I dropped my glass.

"You don't have to do that, it'll heal." When Dougie pulled his hands away, the skin on the bottom of my foot instantly healed. "Thanks though." He stood back up and gave me a peculiar look.

"So it seems like you're getting used to your new gifts." He said as he walked away with the cloth and threw it in the laundry room and then he came back. I shrugged.

"I guess…" He poured me another glass of lemonade.

"Try not to spill it." He said as he handed me the glass.

"Gee, thanks." I took a sip and he leaned against the counter.

"You know more then you're telling us." My eyes met his and I pulled the glass from my lips.

"So what if I am?" He glared at me.

"We're trying to help you, protect you-" He said as he moved away from the counter and closer to me.

"Well I didn't ask for the protection of a boy band!" I said raising my voice. "I can take care of myself and I don't need any of your help." The glass shattered in my hand and I gasped feeling a dozen pins in my palm. "Why does this keep happening?" I said, tears trickling down my face.

"We can help you control your powers." He took my hand and he pulled some tweezers out of a drawer and he began picking the glass out. "If you stay here, you can master your abilities." I didn't say anything, I just let him continue. "Plus, I'm kinda the one who was the first to jump at help finding you for Keeley and Cassie."

"Wha-" I looked back into his eyes and I found them…mesmerizing…I couldn't pull away but he pulled a piece of glass out of my hand and made me jump. "Ouch!"

"Sorry." What is with this guy?

When Dougie was finished pulling the glass out, my hand healed. Then Dougie washed my hand off to remove the lemonade.

"Thanks…again." I said as I watched him put the tweezers and towel away.

"No problem." He faced me and we just watched each other. It was like we didn't trust each other but…something kept us trusting each other.

"I'm gonna go back to bed." I said finally walking away.

"Sweet dreams." He said as my hand found the door knob.

"You too." I said, not turning to face him. I just entered my room and climbed back into bed. And for once…I dreamed of a different man…Dougie.