Sorry I haven´t updated in a while but I´ve been on easter holidays in Spain with no internet conection. In fact I´m writing this from my cousin´s computer because we came over here yesterday and they actaully have wifi. Yay! I wrote this in a little while so there might be some mistakes in this.

Not Joss Stirling. You´re probably not her either but, hey, we can pretend.

I felt a nudge and turned my back from the direction it came in, showing the person that I´m awake but do not want to be bothered. The nudge came again and I internally groaned, couldn´t this person just stop it? They moved around and I thought that I´d finally be left alone but I was very wrong. The covers were pulled off me and I heard the flicker of a light switch. Ha, that doesn´t work with me buddy. One of the advantages of being blind.

"Ugh, I forgot that didn´t work with you!" Will? How´d he get here? I shrugged it off and tried to go back to sleep but will shook me and said the words that had made me go frigid many times and did so once more. "You´re in danger. Every alarm is going off in my head." No, this couldn´t be, we moved far away, they couldn´t have found us yet. When we moved to Amsterdam it took them ten years to reach us, how come they´d found us so easily now? There´s a leak, I jumped to that conclusion and wasn´t going to let go, wasn´t going to admit that maybe they were better at finding them now and that Xander and I would never live a safe life again. It was an awful thought. So I was sticking to the former; Will´s family must have told someone that informed the psychopaths that were following us. This couldn´t be happening to me now, not after I found Will, my soulfinder.

"Pass me a jumper and my shoes." I sat up completely and barked instructions from my bed before yelling desperately to Xander from the other room, hoping I would wake him up. "Xander! Danger!" His aura remained knocked out and didn´t show any sign of recognition nor that he´d heard the words that would send him into panic if he were awake. When my jumper and trainers arrived in my hands I started tying them without even saying thank you to Will. This was no time for appreciation. "Wake him up." I continued to tie my laces after slipping the jumper over my head and heard Will exiting the room and opening Xander´s door. The sound of Xander crashing to the floor came to my ears and I let myself enjoy a bit of my brother´s embarrassment before I had to be sucked back in to the world of murderer´s and fright.

"We´re what?!" His exclamation also reached my ears but not what Will had said to make him exclaim like that. I could easily guess it though, it didn´t take much to imagine the conversation they were having. "We´re leaving now then!" He yelled once more and then ran to my bedroom to find me sitting on the bed, waiting patiently for them to be ready to leave, it sounded like he was ready. "Come on Iris." I let myself be dragged out of the hotel by Will and Xander and had a feeling of déjà vu, we had been doing this not days ago and now we were escaping once more, this time with an addition. Which reminded me, how was Will coming with us if he has his family to think about? Xander and I were alone, the only ones left from my family but Will wasn´t, he had other people he cared about and I was sure he wouldn´t had abandoned them days before he met me. Now though, I could see he was willing to run away with us. Should I let him? It was his choice but it still seemed unfair in my opinion, how could I allow him to leave his life behind just for me? I understood why girls in book leave their boyfriend behind when they´re in danger, I´d give anything for Will to be out of this situation.

It was too late now though, he couldn´t just run back to his family, they´d see him and hunt him down just because he had a link with us. Then they´d chase his family for having a link with him and so on. It would never end and if there was one thing I wouldn´t permit apart from Will being in danger was dragging his family into this. One person poisoned with my 'everybody murders me' disease was more than enough. We ran out the door, our bags swinging behind our backs, hastily packed and forgetting our toothbrushes and shampoo. The noise in the lobby leaving us slowly, instead being replaced with the soft thud of our footsteps an our jagged breaths. I knew that if things got bad I´d jump onto someone´s back but for now I could run by myself, just needing the guidance of their hands and the images Xander flashed in my mind when a bumpy part of pavement or a step came close to tripping me over.

How did they find us Xander? I switched to Seer frequency, not caring about Will not hearing, it was more important for us to stay safe and for the murderers to not know our thoughts. I flashed the question in his mid and then retreated back to my own; that was no time to become distracted with Xander´s flashy and panicky mind. His thoughts were a whirlwind of unnecessary junk flying past and forcing important thoughts to the background, making them seem cloudy. I guessed I couldn´t put it past him, we were in a pretty stressful situation and I had only just managed to settle the buzz of thoughts down so I could get some coherent decisions down. An image of a road splitting in two flashed in my mind and I chose for him, going left into the bigger road as it would be more logical to go down the small alleyway where it would be supposedly harder to find us. That wasn´t true though, we could blend into the crowd in the bigger street.

I don´t know how they managed to get to us but they sure as hell won´t catch us. His answer came just like mine did, a quick flash in my mind and then it was gone. He´d obviously grasped why I wasn´t staying in his mind for too long and didn´t want to disorganize my recently tidied one. We had been running down that big street in a straight line for too long so when Xander flashed an image of a road splitting off from this one into an equally as busy road I turned them both in that direction and either rose my chances of survival in this run towards freedom and safety or ran straight into the jaws of our own personal murderer. There was an equal chance of both.

And I didn´t like our odds.