Hi Guys!

So, because I left it late last time I wrote this one today instead of tomorrow, I didn't think you would mind.

Reviews have gone up slightly and I love you for it but I still need to know what you are thinking so I can direct the story from there. If I dont have your opinion I might make Tilda marry Sean. That would be bad.

Just an update, Hand In Hand To Hell is written on FindingSky4Lyfe account, not the way I was spelling it last time. She has commented a couple of times so you could find her through reviews.

Hope you like this one, it finally gets things moving a bit.

Karen's P.O.V.

"What the hell is going on?!" Tilda's outraged voice nearly yelled behind us as I snatched a few precious moments in Sean's tight embrace.

I sighed and pulled away so I could fess up to my two startled friends. "Guys, this is Sean."

"Too right!" Tilda was backing away from us, shooting glances at the door. "He works for them, Karen. What are you doing?"

Lenny's mind was turmoil of confusion, fear and worry. "Karen, what's going on?"

I held up my hands and stepped towards them. "Ssh, it's all right. Sean's a good guy."

Sean nodded behind me and I had to stifle a smile.

"Oh, ok, and how do you know that?" Tilda seemed to have gotten over her silent protest to my presence and was being very vocal in her distaste of the situation.

I looked over my shoulder and Sean shared a loving, purely happy look. "He's my soulfinder."

There was a stunned silence before Tilda smacked her thighs and turned away. "Shit." Her voice was ragged and I could see the despair and outraged jealousy in her mind.

I stepped towards her hesitantly and tried to reach for her. "Tilda, he can get us out of here."

She flinched when my hands touched her back and sent a glare in Sean's direction. "Yeah, or he could leave us to rot while he whisks you away to Paradise." She let out a huff. "You don't know him Karen."

"Look," Sean stepped forward and held up his hands in surrender. "I know this must be horrible for you, all stuck in this lace. But trust me, I know what it's like to be behind bars. My record isn't exactly scot free but even I know that this is wrong."

Lenny's shoulders were hunched against the unfamiliar conversation. "What do you mean, were you in prison?"

Sean nodded and his mind clenched in anger at himself and the guilt came again.

Tilda sent a there, you see? look at me and I shook my head at her. "Sean is on the inside yes, but he's only just got here and is trying to work out a way to shut this place down."

Tilda snorted and looked away. "How?"

Sean went back to his desk and pulled out a file from a drawer. "This is a list of every girl in the compound. All their ages, medical records, powers, family, infractions, everything."

I nearly streaked over to the desk, flicking through the pages until I found my mum's name.

Jude Bolton, 59, Power: can implant memories. Daughter: Karen Bolton, 24.

I sighed with relief. "Oh thank God! She's still alive."

Sean looked over my shoulder. "That's your mum? Ok, I'll see what I can do."

I looked up at him in surprise. "You can do that? You can get a meeting with my mum?!"

He nodded. "Yup, I'm trying to get all the families to meet. Under supervision unfortunately but it might just rile some of them up. I'm hoping that you might take that anger on in private and help them rebel against the system."

I nodded, secretly aching for my mum again. I missed her so much it hurt. Only finding Sean have relieved the pain but I needed to grieve with her for Dad and Tom.

"I'm also trying to find family outside The Cat House to see if I can get some support in bringing it down."

I threw my arms around his neck and held him tightly. "You are so amazing." I whispered. "I can't believe I found you."

He hugged me back, almost as if he was trying to get the feel of me in case we were ever apart. Like he was drinking me in for the short time we had.

"You need to go." He said quietly into my shoulder. "The guard will come in in a second."

I pulled myself reluctantly away. "Please get help for us." I said, holding his hand tightly, the rough feel of his skin and the gentle way he pressed my hand in his.

He nodded, staring into my eyes. The pain I'd seen last time was gone, he was completely free of any worry. Only the guilt of his crime remained, dulled slightly by not concentrating on it. "I will. I already have some people in mind. I owe them a favour. But I can't guarantee that they'll talk to me."

I smiled encouragingly, despite the sharp knock on the door telling us our time was up. "I believe in you."

I let go in time for the door to swing open and the two blonde siblings look in. The beefy male looked us over and turned to Sean. "Any luck Kelly?"

Tilda and Lenny stifled a gasp at Sean's last name but Sean covered it by shaking his head sadly.

Eva cooed and went over to hug him. "Oh Sweetheart! Don't worry, you still have all the others to look through."

I looked away.

Back in our cell Lenny was shaking with the shock of it all. Tilda was on a rage, something I'd never seen her do.

"How could you do this to us?!" She spat at me in my corner. "He's a Kelly. His father financed this place. He's the reason we're all here!"

I sighed and pushed my newly washed hair out of my eyes. It had been washed specially to see Sean and in a way I was grateful. I didn't know him well enough to appear before him covering in crime and still be appealing. "But Sean's different. He didn't give the money, his father did."

Tilda snorted with laughter. "But he works here. And he told us he was in prison, do you even know why?!"

I sat next to Lenny and wrapped an arm around her shivering shoulders. "Yes, he told me the first time we talked."

Tilda raised an accusatory eyebrow. "Oh really? And what was he in there for, may I ask."

I'd had enough. She's never trust either of us if she knew so I decided to keep it between me and Sean. "You may ask but I'm not telling you."

She threw up her hands and turned to Lenny. "You see Lenny? I knew we couldn't trust her. All she wants is to get out of here. She doesn't care about us at all."

Lenny frowned. "Just give it a rest Tilda. You're just jealous that she found her soulfinder and you haven't."

Tilda looked shocked at this straight answer and sat down on her mattress. "I'd rather stay soulfinder-less for ever than have a treacherous criminal for one."

But that was the moment when a guard opened the gate and announced. "Tilda, Mr Sean Kelly has arranged for you to see your sister."

Dun Dun Daaaaaaa!

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