Walker's gaze went from her to Hawke. She documented the slight shift that Walker uses to position her a fraction behind him while he faced Hawke. She tilted her head in bewildered—a move her brain had taken form the Changelings she'd been around lately. How much had Walker changed? He'd hugged her and even showed a small smile, which was unallowed in Psy society because it showed signs of deep emotions toward each other.

"What is this, Hawke?" Walker asked. He position slipping a fraction more to the right, blocking more of her from Hawke's gaze. Hawke's narrowed gaze said that he had documented the move and didn't like it what so ever. She felt a pang of something hit her chest and she rubbed it again.

"She is an unknown Psy in my regions; we have no idea what she is capable of, especially since she is an X Psy!" Hawke roared. Walker looked down at Cascada, he knew that she was no X Psy, her kind of Psy were one in every six million, rarer than any other type of Psy but how could he explain that to Hawke?

"She's not going to hurt anyone!" Walker said.

"We don't know that," Hawke answered.

"How do you know her anyway?" Indigo suddenly asked, exasperated eyes went to her but she just shrugged and said, "Just curious."

"Walker was my tutor and teacher for most of my Silence prevalent life," She answered, she was not leaving Walker to the –no offense—wolves. Indigo's eyes narrowed and the male next to her seemed to looks at her more closely. She kept ready eyes on them just in case she had to fight.

"I`ll go inform the leopards," Drew stated, starting for the door.

"You never told us that you knew any other X Psys besides Sie—" Hawke started but then the door to the room flew open just as Drew was leaving. Every one of them whirled to face Brena and Adria in the doorway.

"Cascada?" Brenna asked the same time that Adria asked "You found her?"

Chaos erupted. Everyone started talking at once.

Hawke—"Of course we found her! You know her Adria?"

Riley—"Brenna? You know this Ps—

Walker—"Judd? Did you hurt Cascada bringing her in? She looks rumpled."

Judd—"I would never do that."

Brenna—"No he wouldn't—

Riley—"Brenna what has he gotten you into?"

Brenna—"He's gotten me into nothing that I haven't readily face—

"QUIET!" Everyone flinched at the authoritive tone Hawke shouted in, forcing everyone to obey. He was staring at all of them as if they were teenagers who needed detention. Her jaw twitched in irritation, and she almost gasped at the changeling move had she not been totally agitated and…

An emotion she couldn't describe, an image of Dare crossed her mind, her palms grew sweaty suddenly. She remembered the warmth of his body around her when he'd held her in the cabin. Then when his very voice seemed to soothe her and call like the Piper's pipe it scared her out of her mind! He was like the diamond that she had been told never to steal.

Her thoughts drifted to the thoughts of her dreams last night. Dreams revolving around him. She looked up at the roof and tried not to think about the scenes cascading through her mind, giving her body shudders and forcing her to force her body to calm itself, but it apparently wasn't in the mood to listen. Her pulse quickened as she remembered the visuals in the dream, warmth on her neck, pants, sweat, and her body shuddered once again.

"Cascada?" Cascada's head snapped up at Walker's question. She looked up to see that all of the eyes were trained on her. She felt blood vessels start to warm her face and forced herself to look down.

"Is she alright?" Riley asked. "Shuddering and heated skin might mean she has a fever." Her face burned harder as she began to feel the vibrations of all the footsteps coming toward her. Oh no….

"Cascada?" Walker asked, right by her ear. "Are you ill?"

"No," she answered, ducking her head as they came closer. "I'm fi—"

"Have you guys seen Lara anywhere?" Her neck started to smolder as the male of her dream's voice drifted into the room, fire and pain, liquid pleasure soaring through her veins.

Snap out it, now! Her conscious raged, you're never going to deserve him, with what you've done. A tightening in her chest had the warmth in her suddenly disappearing. She rubbed her chest at the weird feeling emanating from it. Pain.

"What's wrong?" Dare asked, apparently seeing the circle tightly around her. "Is she alright?"

"We're not—" Riley started.

"I'm alright," She whispered. Emotions were riding her, it scared her beyond. She took a deep breath and tried to pull on her ice that she had learned to always encase herself in. The wolves around her growled in unison suddenly, shocking her, but that didn't stop her from keeping pulling the ice over her emotions.

"You smell of ice," Hawke growled.

"That would make sense since I'm Psy," Cascada whispered, part of her didn't want to pull the ice over her but she had to do it, if she let these people get close to her then she'd be putting all of them at risk when the Council came after her.

A warm hand suddenly cupped the back of her neck and her ice shattered into a thousand pieces, she whirled around—to come chest to chest with Dare Kincaid. Her breath suddenly left her body and all she could do was stare at the male she had almost killed just a few hours past twenty-four hours ago. He was alive, warm, male and alive, like earlier...but now he was...right there. She had to fight the urge to reach out and touch him to make sure he was real. see what it would feel like.

"Cascada, wasn't it?" The boy asked, placing a hand on her arm. Cascada's head nodded slowly and the male smiled, her body, her heart pounded faster at just his beautiful smile. His hand suddenly went to her plait and rubbed along her braid that now only went to her mid back since she had been forced to cut it. She wondered what he would do if she simply leaned into him and allowed him touch her elsewhere. The thought sent a shiver down her body. Dare suddenly laughed, a warm male laugh of…something. "I'm sorry I left before, I wasn't really thinking straight."

"She belongs to him already…" came a whisper. It snapped Cascada out of the trance that had surrounded her in warmth. She stilled and stepped back from Dare.

"I do not." Her voice was emotionless, good. She had to make sure they didn't show her any hospitality, it would only lead their destruction when the Council and Arrows came for her, she was an Especialized Arrow, an abomination, her kind was never allowed to be set out, her heart squeezed in pain then as she remembered the other EAs; Daren, who had showed her that Psy Silence didn't rule everything, what caring for each other meant, Marcy, who's gentle spirit had never allowed her to kill or even stand the sight of blood or pain, and then Kaleb who had been the smartest of them all. Her eyes stung, would they be with her now if she told them her plan before and hadn't been too scared? Her chest tightened once again and she clamped her eyes shut to make the tears leave.

"I have to leave," she whispered, keeping her eyes closed.

"Why?" Her eyes shot at Dare's deep suddenly baritone voice. His eyes were now the darkest amber, heat radiated from the depths of them. She stepped back from him again but she felt Walker behind her back so she couldn't back away anymore. How could this one man shatter her calmness? And if he could do that this easily what else could he do to her?