Wow, it was great to see how many people seem to be catching on to this story now that things are finally getting exciting. Thanks for all the reviews. Alright...I hyped this chapter up alot...I hope you guys think it lives up to it...I know that this has been my favorite chapter so far...can't wait to hear what you think..I wonder if Robbie Ray might write a song about this chapter? Hmmm...

Chapter 13 - Coming Undone

Malibu, California; June 10, 2009

Heather talked to Robbie at 1:00 A.M. At that time, he, Roxy, and the kids were waiting in the executive terminal for the pilot to make his way to the airport from his hotel. The country singer told her he would call her back when they were getting ready to land.

Heather tried to stay awake and wait for Robbie's call by sitting in her bed and reading a book, but she was so physically spent after this evening's emotional rollercoaster. At 2 A.M. she finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell asleep.

The luggage was packed and everyone was on board the private jet at 2:15 A.M.

At 3:10 A.M., after the pilot had announced that they were beginning their descent, Robbie pulled out his cell phone and tried to call Heather.

The phone vibrating on the nightstand awoke Heather from her slumber. "Robbie?" she answered groggily.

Robbie smiled, knowing from the sound of her voice that she had fallen asleep. "Hey darlin. We should be on the ground in about ten minutes." he happily informed her.

Heather was relieved. She couldn't wait to have her family back together under one roof. "Oh sweetheart, I'm so glad…" she told the country singer. Before she could finish her sentence, she was startled by the sound of glass breaking downstairs. She gasped at the sudden noise echoing through the quiet house. "Someone's in the house." she shakily informed the man she loved.

Robbie began to panic. He knew there was nothing he could do to help her from where he was currently. "Heather, don't do anything stupid. Just get out of the house!" he yelled into the phone.

Heather took a deep breath. "I love you Robbie…so much. Please give the kids my love." she said softly, then turned off her phone.

Heather knew there was no escape from her bedroom unless she was willing to jump from the second story balcony and hope she didn't break anything when she landed. She could tell from the sounds in the house that the intruders where slowly making their way up the stairs, so the only thing she could do was wait for them to find her.

Heather knelt on the side of the bed furthest from the door and patiently waited for the intruders to make their move.

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After Robbie screamed, all the kids were huddled around their father waiting for him to explain to them what was happening. The country singer stared at his phone for a moment then raised his head to look at his kids. "Someone's in the house." he said, his voice full of fear for his girlfriend's safety.

Lilly shot to her feet. "What do you mean someone's in the house?!?" she demanded. She couldn't believe this was happening.

Robbie shrugged helplessly, unable to tell them anything more than what he knew. "That's what she said." he insisted, his voice cracking as he tried to keep his emotions in check in front of the kids.

Miley pulled Lilly back down to the couch that they were sharing. The singer grabbed her girlfriend's hand and held it tightly, trying to calm her terrified lover. Breath Lils. You need to stay calm baby. She mentally told her lover as she softly rubbed circles on her back.

Jackson placed a hand on his father's shoulder. "Did you try calling her back?" he asked.

Robbie shook his head and then hit redial. Heather's phone went straight to voicemail. The country singer closed his eyes. "She turned off her phone." he informed his son. Robbie couldn't believe this was happening.

He didn't even get the chance to tell her he loved her.

Everyone sat in shock for a few seconds. Jake and Roxy were sitting in a pair of cabin chairs towards the front of the passenger cabin. Jake knew that Lilly's dad had been a target and he felt so bad for the blonde that they now seemed to be going after her mother. Despite his concern, he felt it best to remain silent. Afterall, he wasn't family.

Finally, Lilly turned to her girlfriend with an idea. "Miles, do you think you can talk to her?" she asked, staring at the singer with frightening intensity.

Miley saw the determination in her girlfriend's eyes. The singer would do anything she could to help their mom, but she had never tried anything like this before. And she wasn't even sure if it was a possibility. And more than anything, the singer didn't want to disappoint the surfer. "But I've never…" she softly started to say.

Before Miley could continue, Lilly stood up and dragged her girlfriend towards the rear compartment of the aircraft.

Roxy had been taking in everything that was happening. But she couldn't figure out for the life of her, how Lilly thought Miley could talk to Heather if she turned off her cell phone. "Robbie, how can Miley…" she tried asking.

Robbie looked up at the bodyguard and shook his head. "Don't ask." he said softly.

Roxy felt the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. There was just something about those girls that was...different. The bodyguard just wished she could figure out what it was.

Lilly dragged the brunette into the sleep cabin and closed the door behind them. She pulled her girlfriend over to have a seat on the bed directly across from her. The surfer took both of the brunette's hands and gripped them tightly. "Baby, I know you've never tried anything like this before. But its mom. It's not like it's some random stranger." she pleaded. Lilly knew she was asking so much of her lover right now, but she didn't know what else to do. "What have we got to lose?" she argued.

Miley knew what Lilly was saying was true, at this point...there was nothing left to lose. The singer just wasn't sure she would be able to handle the blonde's devastation if this didn't work. But no matter what, she had to at least try. The singer squared her shoulders and took a deep breath. "I'll do my best." she promised. Miley closed her eyes and tried to mentally picture Heather in her bedroom. Mom! Mom can you hear me? Please hear me. She thought, desperately hoping that this would work.

Lilly watched patiently for any signs from her girlfriend, silently praying to any higher power willing to listen, to let this work. The surfer was rewarded when her girlfriend's eyes shot wide open in amazement. The blonde hoped that was a positive sign.

Miley? Miley where are you? Miley heard her mom's voice say.

Miley sighed in relief. Heather was still safe, for the moment. Still in the plane. Are you all right?

They're right outside the door.

Miley's eyes widened in fear as she locked gazes with her girlfriend. "They're just outside the door." she sadly informed the surfer.

Lilly knew that Heather was far from helpless, but she was still alone. If the girls could just get to their mother, they could ensure her safety. But they had to get there NOW. The surfer released her girlfriend's hands, whipped open the comparment door, and ran towards the front of the plane. When Lilly reached the cockpit door, she didn't even consider knocking and instead ripped open the locked door. "How far are we from Malibu?" the blonde demanded, breathing heavily as adrenaline began pumping through her body.

The pilot was stunned by the sudden presence of the small blonde. He knew that the door had been locked after take off. He stared dumbfoundedly at the broken door latch, hanging from its place on the frame.

Lilly didn't have time for the pilot's shock. "HOW FAR??" she screamed at the pilot, trying to startle him out of his daze.

The pilot shook slightly as the fiery blonde's voice thundered though the tiny cockpit. "U-under t-ten m-minutes." he finally managed to stutter, then glanced down at his insturments. "About 50 miles."

Lilly closed her eyes. "That's too long." she muttered, an alternative plan already forming in her head. The blonde turned around and rushed back to her girlfriend who was now standing in the passenger area of the plane. Lilly grabbed the singer's hands and held them against her chest. "How fast do you think you could get us there?" she softly asked.

Miley's eyes bulged in shock by what Lilly was suggesting they do. It was one thing to levitate them a couple of feet in the air, but she was asking her to launch them miles through the air….while thousands of feet off the ground! Not to mention that they wouldn't be able to breath and the wind would tear apart their skin. Miley began trying to voice her concerns. "But we would…"

Lilly had already prepared herself to counter any argument the singer could come up with. The surfer knew exactly what measures it would take to make this work. "I'll keep us phased, you propel us." she told her girlfriend, eyes pleading for her to agree.

Miley stared helplessly at the blonde. The singer knew how confident Lilly was about her abilities, but this was just too crazy. "You can't be serious!?" she asked, eyes wide with disbelief. "Aren't you taking this super girl thing a bit too far?" she shot back at the blonde.

Lilly released the singer's hands and threw hers in the air. "You have a better idea?!?" she screamed, terror now beginning to fuel her budding anger.

Miley sighed as she watched her lover's face showing signs of frustration. If given the chance, Miley would have done anything to try and save her own mother. But in this situation, it was Lilly being given an opportunity to save Heather's life, but the blonde couldn't do it alone. The surfer desperately needed Miley's help.

And Miley wouldn't say no, even if she did think it was absolute fucking insanity.

The singer would do anything for Lilly. Even this. But she needed to know exactly how they were going to do this before she literally jumped out of the plane. "Alright, how will we know where to go?" she asked. "My power doesn't come with GPS." she pointed out. Flying around aimlessly wouldn't help their cause any.

Lilly thought about the singer's concern for a second, then had another crazy idea. "Tell mom to set the roof on fire." she said diplomatically.

Robbie had been listening to the girl's conversation, but couldn't let that last suggestion pass without protest. "Young lady have you lost your mind?!" he said, standing up from the couch.

Lilly turned to look at her dad and explained her reasoning. "We'll be able to see that from the air and use it as a guide so Miley knows where to go."

Jackson had also stayed silent. As soon as the surfer suggested the fire, he knew what Lilly was saying and thought it was a great idea. Jackson had more faith in the girls than anyone.

Jackson stood up and clapped his father on the back. "We've been nagging the two of you to move in together for months." he pointed out with a smile. "Now you'll finally have an excuse." he said, trying to lighten the tense mood.

Robbie turned to regard his son and saw nothing but confidence on his face. He couldn't believe what his kids were seriously considering doing. "You're as crazy as she is!" he said, pointing at the blonde.

Jake watched and listened to everything that had been happening in the past few minutes. There were so many things that didn't make any sense to him. But he had been seeing things all day that didn't make sense. Guns flying through the air of their own accord. Lilly's incredible strength. Miley talking to Lilly's mom without a phone. But setting peoples' houses on fire?!? Really? Finally, Jake could stay silent no more. "What the hell are you people talking about?!?" he demanded.

Unfortunately for Jake, everyone ignored him, far too caught up in their crisis to pay him any attention.

Lilly had made up her mind. There was no more time for discussion. "We're running out of time." she growled, then wrapped her hands around the sides of Miley's neck and locked eyes with the singer. "Do it." she ordered.

Miley nodded and closed her eyes. Mom? Set the roof on fire. She instructed.

What?!?

It's your daughter's crazy idea. Trust us please. Just do it!

After a few seconds, Miley got a reply. It's done.

We'll be there real soon. Miley told their mom, finishing their mental conversation and opening her eyes. "Roof's on fire." she reported.

Lilly nodded and released her hold on Miley. She looked around quickly for her hoodie. The surfer knew her body could withstand anything, but just in case, she wanted the singer to have something more than a t-shirt to protect her from the elements in case something went wrong.

Fortunately, the girls had changed into jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes for the ride home. Lilly grabbed her hoodie from the side of the couch and threw it to Miley. "Alright. Time to go." she said and rushed over to give Robbie Ray and Jackson quick hugs.

Miley put Lilly's hoodie on then followed her lead and also hugged her dad and brother.

Jake was going crazy trying to figure out what the hell was going on. 'Where the fuck does she think she's gonna go?' he thought to himself. "Go? Go where?" he insisted, his arms waving about wildly.

Lilly rolled her eyes at Jake's outburst as she and Miley stood in the center of the passenger area. The young couple wrapped their arms around each other then the surfer turned to look at the bodyguard. "Roxy deal with him please." the surfer requested, nodding to the highly agitated actor.

Roxy nodded her head at the blonde. The bodyguard had sat quietly, paying close attention to everything that had been happening and trying to piece everything together. The bodyguard had the strangest feeling that everything was going to make more sense any minute now.

Miley looked over at the freaked out actor then looked back at her brother. "Explain everything to them for us." she added, then looked back at Lilly. "Ready when you are." she said, trying to sound more confident then she felt.

Lilly said a quick silent prayer, then leaned up to give Miley a quick kiss. "We're outta here." she said, then phased them both through the belly of the plane.

Jake watched as the two girls seemed to disappear through the floor of the cabin. The actor started screaming as his mind was unable to think of anything else to do.

Roxy knew now why the blonde had said what she said. The bodyguard calmly walked over to the hysterical boy, reached down and pinched a nerve in his neck, causing the boy to fall unconscious. She turned to the Stewart men and smiled. "Bet you thought that stuff on Xena was a bunch of bologna, huh?" she said with a chuckle. The short bodyguard returned to her seat and crossed her hands on her lap and casually stared at the Stewart men. "Whenever you're ready." she said and patiently waited for someone to start explaining. "I can't wait to hear this shit." she commented.

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After phasing out the underside of the plane, Miley kept them hovering vertically until they were sure which way to go. Fortunately, Lilly's idea had been brilliant. From 10,000 feet in the air, it was fairly easy to pick out the house with its roof on fire. Hopefully, the Truscott house was the only house that was currently on fire in the area.

Lilly pointed at it and Miley nodded. Hang on. The singer mentally instructed.

Lilly locked her arms around the singer and pulled the brunette tightly against her body.

Once Miley felt the surfer secure her grip, she aimed them in the direction of the fire and used her power to launch them towards the flames...propelling them faster than she would have ever thought humanly possible, desperation and fear giving her more than enough motivation.

In less than a minute, they were hovering above the flaming house. Miley waited briefly for Lilly to give her a game plan.

"Drop us right inside her bedroom." Lilly instructed her girlfriend.

Miley nodded but had to close her eyes as they slowly entered the flames. Even though the singer knew her girlfriend would keep her safe from harm, floating through fire was more than just a little disconcerting, it was downright scary. As they touched down in Heather's bedroom, they saw no sign of the older blonde anywhere. The only thing they could see in the midst of all the flames were the bodies of four people lying around the bedroom floor. The bodies were hideously burnt to varying degrees...from extra crispy to charcoal.

As Lilly took in the carnage around her, she quickly realized that none of those bodies could possibly belong to her mother. She could never be burned by fire. The surfer turned to Miley in a panic. Did this mean they were too late? "Where is she??" she shouted.

Miley called out to Heather's mind repeatedly, but got no response. "She's not answering me?!?" she told the surfer. "She must be unconscious somewhere." she prayed, hoping it was only unconsciousness and not something more permanent.

Lilly nodded in understanding and pointing towards the window. "Go watch outside for anyone leaving the house. I'll check downstairs."

Miley nodded. "Okay." she said, then grabbed her girlfriend's shirt and pulled her in for another quick kiss. "Find her." she ordered then used her power to propel herself out the window towards the back yard.

Lilly quickly phased herself through the floor of her mother's bedroom into the dining room. The first floor hadn't yet caught fire nearly as much as the upstairs had. Lilly saw a man behind the couch trying to put out a fire on his arm. At his feet, laid the crumpled up form of Lilly's mother.

Rage and anger raced through Lilly's body at the speed of light. The surfer narrowed her eyes in undisguised hatred at the man. "You bastard!!" she screamed and rushed towards the man.

Agent Brown heard the scream and dropped the blanket he had been using to put out the flames on his arm and reached for his weapon, but it was already to late for him.

Lilly had made her arm indestructible and punched the man in the chest with indescribable force that was fueled by an unbridled rage. Blood, bone, muscle, and organs erupted from the new hole in the man's back, coating the couch behind him red. Lilly pulled her arm out of the hole she had created and watched as the man's body fell to the floor in a heap.

Lilly stood there breathing heavily, trying to calm herself after taking the man's life, feeling absolutely no remorse for her actions. Finally, she looked down to her mother's body.

Lilly was overcome with tears of joy when she noticed the steady rise and fall of her mother's chest. Heather wasn't dead. The surfer knelt down and gently picked up her mother. As she did, the surfer heard her lover's panicked voice in her head. LILLY!?! Did you find her?

Lilly smiled. On our way out now. She happily answered, as she carried her mother through the kitchen walls to the back yard where Miley was waiting.

The first thing Miley noticed when Lilly walked out of the house was that she was covered in blood from head to toe, which obviously wasn't her own. The singer wasn't certain how she felt about that, but she also knew that now wasn't the right time to discuss it.

Lilly laid her mother on the ground then turned to wrap her arms around her girlfriend in a tight embrace. "We did it." she sighed in relief.

Miley nodded her head and kissed the blonde's hair, despite its red tint. "Yeah, but we gotta get outta here before someone sees us." the singer pointed out, terrified to think what would happen if anyone saw the way Lilly looked right now.

Lilly nodded, then knelt down and cradled her mother in her arms once again. "Can you get us to your house?" the surfer asked as she stood up.

Miley smiled as she stood behind Lilly and wrapped her arms around the surfer's waist. "Relax super girl. I got this one." Miley used her power to lift all three of them into the air and fly them down 14 houses to the Stewart household. Miley lowered them onto her balcony, and waved at the French doors causing them to unlock and swing open.

As Lilly tried to step away from her girlfriend and walk into the house, she felt Miley tighten her grip on the surfer's waist. "Miles, what's wrong?" she asked, confused by her girlfriend's actions.

Miley knew that they couldn't leave traces of whoever's blood they were covered in anywhere in the house. "We are all going straight to the master bathroom to get out of these clothes and clean up." she informed her girlfriend.

Lilly couldn't understand Miley's sudden need to be clean. "Why?" the surfer asked, even more confused now.

Miley leaned down to softly whisper into the blonde's ear. "Baby, we're covered in someone's blood." she pointed out.

For the first time, Lilly looked down at herself and realized that she had dealt with the attacker in the messiest way possible. "Oh." she simply stated, her voice quiet and hollow.

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Ten minutes later, the girls had both showered and changed into clean clothes. After they had taken care of themselves, then they carefully stripped and cleaned Heather's unconscious body, then slipped her nightgown on. Miley put all of their clothes into a garbage bag and left it in the tub for Heather to burn later. Once there were no further outward signs of their encounter, the girls made their way to Robbie's bedroom; Lilly carrying her mother.

Lilly laid her mother down on Robbie's bed, then the girls sat down beside her, with Lilly sitting on Miley's lap.

Lilly reached down to gently shake her mother. "Mom, wake up." she said, looking forward to finally seeing her mother's blue eyes and hearing her voice.

Miley looked down at Heather and wondered if a little extra air might help. The singer used her power to force a large quantity of air into the older woman's lungs.

Heather blew out a sudden breath then opened her eyes. The sight before her made her heart soar. "Girls." she sighed as she sat up and wrapped her arms around the two of them.

Heather closed her eyes. "There were just too many. I set a few of them on fire, but every time I turned to deal with one...another seemed to slip in the door." At this point, all three women were in tears. "Thank you for saving me." she choked out between sobs.

Lilly squeezed her mother a little tighter. "It was all Miley's doing." she whispered into the older blonde's ear.

Despite the whispered words, Miley still heard what the surfer had said. The singer pulled back from Heather to glare at her girlfriend. "That's not true and you know it." she argued.

Lilly pulled back from her mother to turn her head towards her girlfriend. "YOU were able to contact her from miles away. YOU were the one that got us here." the surfer pointed out.

Miley narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, and without YOUR power, I never could have gotten us here as fast as I did. And YOU were the one that found her." the singer answered back.

Heather let out a light hearted chuckle through her tears. Here were her two girls arguing about who was more amazing. "You're BOTH incredible." she said laughing then she reached forward and pulled them back into another tight ebrace. "And I love you both so much." she murmured softly.

"Love you too." Lilly whispered back.

Meanwhile, Miley answered in her own way. I love you too mom.

After a minute, Miley pulled away from Heather. "We gottta call the guys!" she shouted, horrified by the thought that Robbie and Jackson didn't know yet that everyone was safe.

Heather leaned back and sighed. "My phone didn't make it." she pointed out, remembering setting it on her nightstand after talking to Robbie.

Miley nodded. "I'll call him."

Lilly turned her head to look at her girlfriend. "Don't you think we should use a phone so mom can talk to him too?" she asked, thinking Miley meant she was going to use her powers.

Miley rolled her eyes. "You mean like this?" she said, pulling her cell phone out of her back pocket. "What? You think I learn one new trick and I'm ready to give my phone?" she asked incredulously. "Yeah right." she skoffed.

Heather smirked and shook her head at her girls. "You two are just too much."

Miley grinned back and she dialed her father's number. "Daddy?"

"Miles?" he shouted, relieved that at least one of his girls was alright.

Miley smiled as she gave him the good news. "Someone wants to talk to you." she said, then handed Heather the phone.

"Hey cowboy." she happily greeted the country singer.

Robbie Ray let out a low groan as heard the voice he thought he'd never hear again. "Heather." he sighed in utter relief.

"Hi sweetheart. The girls and I are fine. We're waiting for you at the house."

Robbie sat with his head in his hand. "Oh God darlin...I was so..."

Heather's heart was breaking that she couldn't be in the country singer's arms at that very moment. "I know cowboy. Me too." she said, knowing exactly how he felt.

"Alright, we're pulling up to the terminal. We'll go grab the Tahoe and be home in a half an hour." he promised.

"I'll be counting the minutes." she told him. "I love you Robbie."

"Love you too darlin." he said, then hung up his phone.

Jackson waited until his father put his phone away, knowing from overhearing his conversation that everyone was okay. "Dad?" he asked.

Robbie looked up at his son. "Yeah Junior?"

Jackson punched him hard in the arm then pointed his index fingers at the country singer. "TOLD YA!!!" he hollered in triumph. "That's my sisters baby! I knew they could do it." he shouted as he began doing a victory dance around the passenger cabin.

Jake had woken up a few moments ago, and had been trying to piece together what had happened. Apparently, his ex-girlfriend's girlfriend as well as his ex-girlfriend weren't human. They both apparently had numerous super powers. His ex-girlfriend's body guard was some kind of chinese pressure point freak. And Miley's brother has to be on drugs cause he thought the whole thing was fucking cool. Jake had just about all he could take of the Stewart family. He didn't care if someone wanted to kill him. After everything he had seen in the past twenty four hours...these people scared him MORE. "You're whole family is fucking nuts!" he shouted as rushed over to wait for the crew to open the door.

Robbie tried to calm the freaked out young man down. "Now Jake…" he began in a soft tone.

Jake threw his hand up and warned the older man. "No! You just stay away from me." he screamed. "All of you, just stay away from me."

As soon as the flight crew opened the door, Jake was running down the steps, heading for the terminal.

Roxy crossed her arms. "Want me to go after him?" she dryly asked. The boy was annoying.

Robbie shook his head. "No, let him be. He knew his choices." he said as he gathered up his personal belongings. "If he wants to take his chances with the Shop, that's his problem, not ours." the country singer pointed out. "I just hope he knows someplace safe to hide." he added as Roxy, Jackson and himself made their way to the waiting limo.

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Colonel Lance Maverick sat in his office, holding a phone to his ear and rubbing his aching temples. "What do you mean we lost the whole team?!?" he screamed at the communications officer that had been monitoring the Truscott mission.

A pause.

"She set the house on fire?" he screamed a little louder.

Another pause.

"What do you mean the mother was a fucking special?!" he screamed even louder still, then slammed the phone down.

Maverick stabbed the intercom button on his phone. "Get Captain Wells to my office immediately!!!" he screamed in frustration. Never in all his years had he ever lost an entire team. Let alone to lose five perfectly good agents because some prick in a lab coat doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about.

Maverick looked up as Captain Wells entered the oval office.

Lance stood up and rushed towards the scientist and grabbed him by his lapels of his labcoat and shook him violently. "You told me that the Lot 6 drug was designed to attach to a recessive gene in the original vessel and would only ever appear as a dominate gene in the offspring!" he growled.

The poor Captain could do nothing but cower in fear. "In every case that's how it has been. We have never come across an original volunteer that experienced any signs of somehow integrating the drug into one of their own dominate genes!" he explained, waiting to see what the Colonel was going to do next. And if it involved hurting him.

Maverick released the scientist and walked back to his desk and sat down. "Captain, be prepared to be amazed because I just lost an entire five person strike force to Heather Truscott." he informed the Captain. "She set them all on FIRE."

Wells' eyes shot wide open. This was unheard of. He slowly walked closer to Maverick's desk. "Fascinating. Clearly there is something in their specific genetic makeup that reacted uniquely with the Lot 6 drug." he commented to himself, then looked up to address the Colonel. "Colonel, I can't stress the importance of acquiring both Truscott woman immediately."

Maverick shook his head. No more games. It was time to end this.

Lance reached down and pressed the intercom button once more. "Code Red. Every available body to debriefing room by 0600 hours." he shouted.

Hmm, gloves are off? On both sides...wonder what that means? Not going lie...we are going to be going heavy action and drama over the next week chapters, so grab on tight...it's gonna be one hell of a ride. Next chapter is going to take you high...then sink you low. Love to read your thoughts and comments. Peace and Love. -Jess