I blinked in surprise. "WHAT!?"

I looked at Blake, now a Lanner Falcon.

"But... how!?"

"I don't know," Blake replied. "But you can't leave me. If you die, so do I."

"Same here," Jay pitched in and I looked at him, hugging Sara with his new pair of wings. He was a Saker Falcon.

I would have smiled if it was possible with my beak. "Alright then. Let's go."

The four of us flapped our wings hard and we jumped into the air, rising up into the sky and catching the warm thermal. We flew in the direction of the city, this was way better than driving.

I had to slow down as best I could, a Peregrine Falcon was the fastest bird in the world, it was hard to fly at the same speed as the others. We flew for a while, and it didn't take long before I heard Jay complain.

"This is hard! How do you turn!?" he growled and I noticed he was accidentally veering away from us on the thermal.

"Your wings, maybe," Sara muttered. "If you want to turn, then turn!"

Jay shifted his weight onto his left wing and he came barreling through the sky over to us. Sara flew higher, I dived down a little and Jay crashed into Blake.

Before the two boys crash landed the 200ft towards the ground, they managed to spread their wings and maintain balance.

"Idiot!" Sara muttered. "Not that far!"

"Sorry!" Jay growled back. It seemed impossible that almost 20 minutes ago he was crying over her departure.

We reached the city in no time, I was sure that it had only been half an hour since my father called me, maybe 40 minutes at the most. Good thing was, we didn't have to leave our clothes with anyone, because we absorbed it and when we changed back, our clothes were back on. Unlike our land animal transformations, we had to work on those.

"Okay, fan out and try to find the highest buildings," I sighed. "We have to find this bomb. If you find it, just call out."

"How?" Blake asked.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, I let out a very loud, high-pitched screech, the sound a falcon made when it was mad.

"Okay, I get it!" Blake growled. He would have covered his ears if he could.

"Alright, let's go!" Sara said and turned, heading one way. I went another way, leaving Blake and Jay to helplessly fly around searching for a concealed bomb.

I found a really high building and I landed on the top of it, the roof wasn't very big. Now, let's see if it's here..... I thought and transformed back into myself. I had a look around and didn't find it anywhere I growled, searching the whole roof. It wasn't on this building.

I looked around, the tallest building that I could see was at least 1km away. I sighed and took a deep breath, running across the roof. When I reached the end, I jumped.

I found myself falling and falling as a human. I soaked in the moment before exploding into a bird again, opening my wings and flying back into the sky, heading for the next building.

I growled in frustration when I realized it wasn't on that building either. I passed Sara and the others more than once on our search for the bomb, and it had taken 1 and a half hours all up since my dad first called me.

"This is hopeless!" Sara growled as we perched on a building. "We have checked every tall building in this damn city! It's not here!"

"Maybe it really was a trap," Blake murmured.

"It couldn't have been," I growled. "It has to be here somewhere."

Sara's mind seemed to click, because an understanding look came into her eyes. "He tricked us....."

Me, Jay and Blake looked at her. "What?" Jay asked.

"We wasted all this time on his word!" Sara growled, she nearly screeched with fury. "He didn't put it on a tall building!"

"What do you mean?" Blake muttered. "He said-"

"Yeah, he said!" I understood.

"He lied to us!" Sara continued. "Why would he tell us the obvious!? He did the exact opposite of what he told us! He put it on one of the lowest buildings in this stupid fucked up city!"

I thought for a moment, letting Jay and Blake understand it over their own time. Where would be the best place to put a bomb? I thought to myself. I ran over the possibilities, and then my eyes widened. "The petrol station!"

Sara nodded, she found that possible. "Yes, that could be right," she nodded again. "Fire ignites more when it's put with petrol. So if he put it at the petrol station, then when it goes 'boom', then the fire travels down into the ground where all the petrol is and the whole city goes 'BOOM'!" she spread her wings out to emphasize her speech.

Blake and Jay nodded their understanding. "That makes sense."

"The only petrol station I know is Shell," I murmured. "Near the West Gate Bridge."

"Let's go!" Sara jumped up and jumped off the building, I followed. The boys took at least three seconds to take it all in and dive down after us.

We dived down the side of the building, anyone looking out the window would be surprised to see four falcons, that would never usually hang out, diving down past their windows.

I tried to keep my speed to a minimum. A Peregrine Falcon in a dive was faster than a V8 race car.

We spread our wings and broke out of our dive. We flew through the city, flying past buildings and heading straight for the petrol station.

The wind that was trapped in the city helped us fly faster and I noticed many people pointing up to us. I would have been the same if I saw four completely different falcons flying through the city together. Falcons don't hang around cities for one point.

We spotted the West Gate Bridge and saw the small yellow Shell petrol station down below.

"Blake, Jay, you keep watch," I told them as I spotted a black box on the roof of the building. Sara had been right, he did put it on a small building. And just for lying to us, I was personally going to rip his throat out!

Blake and Jay circled around as me and Sara flew down and landed on the roof of the building. We didn't change back to ourselves, I was convinced that my father would have placed a Watercrystal in it to stop us from touching it. He was so stupid to think we couldn't touch it. If I was certain there wasn't a Watercrystal inside it, I would change back and use my Lightning powers to shut down the bomb completely. Too bad I wasn't going to risk it.

"Now we just need to take it to the factory," Sara murmured.

"Let's get going," I grasped it in my talons and flapped my wings, trying to get into the air, but the stupid bomb was too heavy for me! Speed didn't equal to strength.

"I'll take it," Sara suggested. "I am a bigger falcon."

I nodded and hopped off it, she grabbed it. I glanced at the time left on it, 1 hour left on the clock.

We flapped our wings and got into the air, Sara had a little bit of trouble with carrying the bomb, but she was the only one strong enough to carry it.

"Which way do we go!?" Jay asked as we flew over the West Gate Bridge, heading towards Sunbury.

"This way, maybe," I grumbled. "There are signs you know."

Jay rolled his eyes. "I knew that."

"Did not," Sara said.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"DID NOT!"

"That hasn't happened in a while......" Jay muttered as me and Blake pitched in. "But still.... STOP DOING THAT!!!!!!!!"

We flew for quite a while, every now and then I had to swoop down and check the signs to go in the right direction. I seemed to have scared some people because every time I swooped down to check a sign, a car would swerve accidentally and nearly crash into another car. It wasn't my fault.

It took us at least half an hour to find our way to Sunbury, Sara was coping carrying the bomb, but she was getting tired, we all were.

"How much further!?" Jay whined.

"Not much if you shut up!" Sara growled.

"Sorry," Jay muttered.

I listened to the small beeping coming from the bomb, we had another half an hour left and we still had to find the factory, get it inside and get out without it blowing up on us!

"We have to speed up!" I urged as I saw Riddell Road. We were nearly there.

"I see the factory!" Blake spoke up and I looked ahead as we followed the road. I saw the factory as well and we turned onto Outlook Drive with it at the end of the street. I looked at the bomb, 25 minutes left.

"Alright, land!" I said and we landed on the ground at the middle of the street, hiding in the trees. We turned back into ourselves and Sara took a deep breath, putting the bomb down on the ground, careful not to drop it.

"Now what?" Jay asked.

"We go into the factory and place the bomb," Sara said. "Then get back out and watch the show."

"We don't have popcorn!" I sighed. "But okay, we had better hurry." 23 minutes left on the clock.

"Jay, Blake, we need you to come with us," Sara said. "You need to distract the people that catch us. When we come back for you, it means the bomb has been placed."

Jay and Blake gulped, but nodded.

Sara and I exchanged glances, we wouldn't be able to talk to them anymore after this. I just hoped this was the right thing to do.

In seconds, the both of us exploded into a Bengal Tiger and an Arctic Wolf. We shook our clothes off of us and picked them up in our teeth. We walked over to a tree and dug a small hole in the roots of the trees, shoving our clothes under the tree roots. We'd come back for them later. We'd have to.

I growled up at Jay and Blake and Jay picked up the bomb. We snuck over to the factory and I realized, the bomb was too big to carry in our mouths.......

Sara seemed to realize this too. "Whoops....."

I turned to Blake, he was the only one wearing a jacket. He'd have to deal.

"Huh?" Blake muttered when I jumped up and my teeth grabbed his black jacket, tugging on it.

I growled, still tugging on it. My tail flicked Jay's hand and he flinched, from the sting and the shock.

"OW!" he complained.

I rolled my eyes. I looked up at Blake, tugged on the jacket again and flicked my tail on Jay's hand again. Blake seemed to understand and I jumped back down. He took his jacket off and took the bomb from Jay. "Is this what you want me to do?" he asked me as he put the bomb on his jacket and wrapped it up. I nodded and a purr rumbled in my chest. 17 minutes left.

Blake wrapped the bomb up in his jacket and used the arms of it to tie up around my neck like a collar. "Don't shred it too much," he joked. I snorted and flicked his leg with my tail. He stood up and jumped back. "Okay, okay, I get it!"

"Let's go," Sara said and I got up and the four of us crept inside, the bomb hanging from my neck, now I had no idea how long we had left.

We got into the building without any problems, but by the smell, there was many workers in the building, and they were all going to go 'Ka-boom!'.

We crept past a few people, but when we turned around a corner, me and Sara quickly backed up, while Blake and Jay didn't stop in time.

"Hey, you two!" came a man's shout.

"Shit!" Jay growled and looked at us. "Good luck." We shrank back in the shadows as Jay and Blake turned and ran. Sara had to hide behind me to make sure the people didn't see her fluffy white coat. Seconds later, the men ran past us and after Blake and Jay. I prayed that they would be okay.

We jumped out from the shadows and snuck around the rest of the building, I could hear the soft beeping of the bomb as time ticked by.

"We need to find a small office," Sara murmured. "Your dad's preferably. It would have the most information about us."

I nodded and we saw some stairs. "It might be up there." I looked into the small room at the top of the stairs, no one was in it, and the door was open.

We climbed the flight of stairs and entered the room, it was small, and there was lots of paperwork and lots of cupboards.

Sara had a look around and moved the mouse on the computer at the desk covered in paper. It had pictures, of her and me, with information below it. It was like we were wanted people by the police that had our complete criminal profiles!

"We'll set it here," I murmured. "This looks like my father's office," I looked onto the desk and saw a picture frame, it had my dad on it, he had his arms around my mother and they both had a smile on their faces. I was supposed to be down the bottom, but that part of the picture had been ripped out. I growled, some father he was!

I brought my claws up and they caught the jacket. I pulled on it and I heard a loud rip. Sara caught it before it hit the ground, even thought it was centimeters away. She gently put it on the ground and clawed at it to get the jacket off. I looked at the clock and my heart thumped, 7 minutes left.

"We have to get out of here!" Sara exclaimed.

I suddenly scented something, it was my father! I glanced out the small window and saw him coming up the stairs, an angry expression on his face.

"Hide the bomb!" I urged and Sara moved it with her paws, sliding it under one of the cabinets. There was no where for her to hide, she was pure white. I growled as I heard his footsteps getting louder. "Stay where you are, let him see you," I jumped up onto one of the cabinets by the door where it was the darkest. I drew my tail towards the wall and I was convinced he wouldn't see me.

Sara sat down calmly, and when my father walked in, she wagged her fluffy white tail, sticking her tongue out and panting like a friendly puppy.

My father was quite surprised, but he smirked. "So, you didn't manage to find the bomb, eh?"

Sara shook her head and I smiled.

"So you thought that if you came here so we could kill you that we would turn the bomb off?" he asked. Sara stopped wagging her tail and sucked her tongue back into her mouth. She dropped her head and nodded, whining a little. I tried not to purr with satisfaction, he had no idea I was there. He was going to die!

My father laughed. "I'm sorry, but I have no care for the city," he took a gun out and I bunched my muscles, ready to spring. "But I'll still kill you. Then I just need to find the other one." Sara looked scared as the gun was pointed at her and I let out a loud growl. My father turned around and I jumped off the cabinet, landing on top of him, my claws sinking into his shoulders. Sara jumped out of the way and growled, biting his wrist. He dropped the gun and cried out as her teeth sank in.

"Can I eat his hand!?" Sara asked. "That way he can't shoot me!"

"Go ahead," I purred and watched as Sara dug her teeth deeper and with a loud snap and rip, his hand was dispatched from his arm and blood sprayed everywhere. Sara jumped back to avoid getting it on her white fur. She chewed on the hand as he cried out in pain. I was about to bite down onto his throat, but my eyes caught on the bomb. 1 minute left.

"Sara, we have to go! NOW!" I turned and ran out with Sara close behind, she dropped the hand and we raced down the stairs. We still had to find Jay and Blake. This was going to go terribly wrong! The whole place was going to blow up with us in it!

We ran through the factory, ignoring people as we dodged past them and they called out to us, recognizing us.

I was sure we only had 30 seconds left. We rounded a corner and saw Jay and Blake, just finishing off pounding two guys to the ground. We ran over to them and nudged them. They were surprised to see us.

"Is everything okay?" Jay asked.

I shook my head and let out a loud roar, nudging them again. Sara said nothing about my roar like she normally would, we had to get out. NOW!

Blake and Jay understood and turned, running off with us close behind. We got out of the factory doors just as I heard the explosion. We didn't stop to see it, we just kept running.

We reached the middle of the street when the whole building blew up into flames and we turned around, looking at the fire. I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw the smoke rise up and the flames eat away the building slowly. But something told me that my father was still alive. He might have seen the bomb and attempted to run, seeking shelter.

"I have to go back in," I growled.

"No!" Sara exclaimed. "You can't!"
"My father might still be alive!" I told her. "He has to die, otherwise this will never end. I have to go back and kill him."

Sara sighed. "Alright. But I'm coming with you."

I nodded and looked up at Jay and Blake before I turned to walk back.

"Skye!" Blake was going to follow me, but Sara pushed him back, growling. He understood, but didn't like the idea. "You can't go back in there!"

I looked over my shoulder and blinked at him, nodding. If I could talk to him, I would, but I couldn't. I continued walking, waiting for Sara to catch up.

Sara left Jay and Blake and ran after me. The two boys stayed where they were, scared. When Sara reached me, we both bolted towards the building, heading for the entrance.

People ran past us and didn't stop to notice us, they were on fire and screaming in pain.

We ran into the building, looking around for my father. If he had died in the explosion, we could get out quickly, but I had to be sure.

I heard a loud crack and I looked over my shoulder at the entrance, a huge pipe had fallen down and blocked the entrance. It was covered in fire so there was no way to get out that way.

"We'll have to find another way out," Sara growled and I stared at the fire. I growled and we both turned, running through the factory.

We came into a large room and I saw conveyor belts and other small machines with tiny stones on them. They were the Watercrystals, all of them that had been produced in the factory. They were all on fire, everything in the room was catching fire.

One of the machines exploded and we ducked to avoid the flames. The heat was intense, almost too much to bare. There was so much smoke that it was hard to breathe.

"He's not in here," Sara coughed.

"Let's try another room," I replied, trying to catch my breath.

We turned and ran to another place. I found the room that Blake had been put into when they kidnapped him, there was my father, hiding in the glass room, staying close to the wall, blood still coming out of his arm where Sara had ripped off his hand.

"There he is!" I growled and we ran over to the room, the door was locked.

"We can fix this," Sara snarled and jumped up, smashing the glass wall and getting into the room, I jumped up and followed her. My father looked up at us and I saw the fear in his eyes as he witnessed everything he had worked for, all the research, all the stones...... everything was gone now.

"Now girls... calm down, please. You don't want to kill me....." he tried to laugh, but he couldn't, he was scared.

I snarled and roared at him, making him jump. I took a step forward but he pulled out a gun, pointing it at Sara. I froze in place and he laughed.

"One more step and I'll shoot her!" he growled.

"And I'll rip your hand off!" Sara threatened, too bad he wouldn't understand her. "Skye, get him!"

"He'll shoot you!" I protested.

"I'll move, he won't get me. Just hurry up and kill him otherwise he'll get away and you won't get another chance to kill him!" she growled at me.

I took a deep breath, if Sara was willing to do it, it was worth a shot. But I was still uncertain.

I growled and jumped forward. I heard the gunshot, and as I landed on top of my father, pinning him down and making him drop his gun, I heard the loud yelp. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sara, blood bubbling out of the bullet wound on her shoulder. She was on the ground, her eyes shut, her breathing had stopped, she wasn't moving a muscle. My eyes widened, he shot her! I felt like claws had gripped my heart, Sara had been killed because of me! Why did she insist on taking the risk!? I thought with a growl. She should have turned and run! She shouldn't have considered it! I turned to look at my father. He had shot her. He had killed my best friend.

A loud growl rumbled in my chest and my claws sank into his shoulders, he cried out in pain. "You fucking bastard!" I snarled. "You killed her! You killed her!!!!!!!" I bent down, my teeth grasping his neck. He cried out with shock and my eyes locked onto his, fire burning in my eyes. I heard the explosions all around us as more things began to blow up.

"Please don't!" he cried. "Don't kill me!"

"It's too late for that!" I growled and locked my teeth together, making them pierce into his neck. I heard the snap and I stared into his eyes, glazed with terror. I didn't care, he killed Sara! I pulled at his throat and the flesh ripped off. I threw it away and I snarled down at his dead body, he was finally dead. But Sara also paid the price, all because of this man, my best friend was dead.

"So... can I eat his hand now?"

I looked to my side, my eyes wide with shock. I saw the Arctic Wolf, Sara, sitting beside me, eying the only hand my father's body had left.

"Sara?"

"Huh? What?" she looked at me.

"I thought he killed you........" I nearly whispered, I saw the blood staining her white fur from the bullet wound.

"No.... I only got shot in the shoulder. I told you I would be alright....." she replied.

"Then, why weren't you-"

"I was playing dead........." she smiled. "I knew it would make you more mad if you really thought I was dead."

I growled. "I still would have killed him!" my voice was strained. "You really scared me!"

"Sorry," she sniffed. "But this place is going to burn down any minute now. We have to get out."

I nodded, I was glad she was alive. My heart was jumping with joy as we turned and ran out, but Sara turned back and I sighed, looking over my shoulder to see her pick up the hand in her teeth and tug on it, trying to take the whole arm.

"Sara, we have to go," I told her.

She sighed and clamped her teeth down, pulling the hand off. She turned back and trotted over to me, the hand held firmly in her jaws.

I heard another explosion and looked around to see the flames rise up. The heat was too intense, as a tiger I was able to notice it. There was so much smoke that it was hard to breathe now, too hard.

We jumped out the window that Sara smashed earlier and we ran past the fire. I cringed as I felt it singe my fur. I noticed Sara was trying her best not to limp from the bullet.

Everywhere we turned there was fire. The exit was blocked by the flaming pipe, every other exit would have been blocked. There was fire everywhere, I thought we were going to die in here.

"There was a window in the other room," Sara said through the hand in her teeth. "We could jump out there."

I shrugged, if it was our only way out, then it was our only option. We turned and searched the building for the room again, trying to avoid the fire. Sara's fur was stained gray now from the smoke, and the fire still singed our fur.

We ran past a machine that had recently caught fire and it exploded. We were thrown back and we struggled to get up. I could hardly breathe, Sara was no better. My paws ached and my body stung. My eyes were all watery from the smoke and my breathing was rough.

We quickly got back to our paws and found the room. We saw the conveyor belts, one led up to a large window, but we would have to run through fire to reach it. Fire rose up from the ground and just reached the conveyor belt, so we would burn our paws getting out.

"Come on," Sara said. "This is our only way out."

I nodded and she jumped up onto the conveyor belt, I jumped up beside her. There was another small explosion and the fire burned my fur. More smoke rose up and I nearly couldn't see the window.

We took deep breaths and ran up the conveyor belts, side-by-side. Sara gripped the hand more tightly, afraid she would lose it when we got out. We ran up and up, our paws touching the part where the fire reached us. The belt burned my paws but we kept running. When the window was just in front of us, we held our heads down and there was one final explosion, a big one.

The fire jumped up at us as the explosion filled the room and we smashed our way out the window. The flames leaped out to reach us, and our fur was singed again, but it didn't follow us for long.

We hovered in the air for a few moments, our paws moving in slow-motion as the flames retreated back into the building, and then we realized the drop. We started falling fast and we clawed at the air. We fell down, down, down and down from the fourth story window. We landed in a tall tree, but we kept falling, hitting nearly every branch on the way down. We landed with a thud on the ground and I lied there, dazed.

After a few moments, the shock wore off and I forced myself to my paws, my whole body was aching, I was short of breath, and I looked at Sara. Her breathing was very shallow, she wouldn't be able to move. I had to get her away from the building. I bent down and grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, beginning to drag her across to Blake and Jay.

"Skye!" I gently put Sara onto the ground when I heard Blake's voice. I didn't bother to look up at Blake, I kept looking down at Sara. Blake and Jay reached us. "We'll carry her back to where your clothes are," Blake told me. "Go change back."

I nodded and turned, going back to the tree and found our clothes. I sorted through them and found mine, changing back into myself and getting into my clothes.

I walked back around the trees and saw Blake and Jay putting Sara on the ground, she still had the hand in her mouth, but just hanging onto it.

I walked over to them but I heard Jay started to panic. "Sara? Sara!"

I ran the rest of the way and saw that Sara's breathing had stopped, her eyes didn't even flicker, she was completely still, even the hand fell from her mouth as she was no longer able to hold it.

I fell to my knees. "Sara! Wake up!" there was no response, my heart raced, it couldn't be.... "Sara, you have to get up! Please, get up!"

"Skye...." Blake sighed, he knew what had happened, I refused to accept it, even Jay was trying to be strong. "Let it go...."

"NO!" I screamed at him. "Sara, you have to get up! Come on, wake up! Sara, don't play around anymore! Stop playing dead! Haha, see, it's funny, now you can wake up. Sara!"

Tears streamed down my face and I heard rumbling thunder. I didn't even have to look up as rain started pouring down heavily and the thunder rumbled on.

"Skye, there's nothing we can do," Jay's voice failed.

"There has to be something!" I cried. "Sara! No more joking! It's not funny anymore! Sara, get up!"

Blake and Jay couldn't do anything, tears ran down their faces as they watched me trying to wake up the gray-stained wolf. "SARA!!!!!!" I screamed. She was gone, Sara was dead. All because she came in with me. "Sara, you have to get up now! It's all over, it's finally over! My father is dead, you have to celebrate with us! SARA! GET UP!" I broke down, my arms resting on her body and my head resting on my arms as I cried. "You can't leave us like this! We worked too hard to end it all, we have to make it through! You can't die on us, please, Sara! Please come back!"

Jay couldn't watch anymore. "Skye, leave it. We have to go now......"

I sat up and looked at him, his eyes full of pain. "Please just stop."

"There's nothing more we can do," Blake murmured and held his hand out. I shook my head.

"I won't leave her. She's my best friend, she has to come back-"

"She's not coming back!" Jay snapped. "Can't you just accept that!? She's dead, she's gone! Leave it!"

I blinked, Jay was deeply hurt, just as everyone was. He loved her so much, and now she was gone.

"Sara worked hard just like all of us did," Blake said to me as the thunder rumbled and the rain continued to pour down. "She was one of the greatest friends we could ever have. She worked hard to help us bring down your father. She would consider it an honor to have died for this. That was the bravest thing she could have ever done, and no one will forget her. Come on, Skye. We should go."

"But.... Sara....." I looked at her, she had not moved an inch.

"Come on.." Blake held his hand out again and I took it, struggling to my feet. He hugged me tightly and the rain eased off, the sun shone through the dark clouds, shining over us. We turned away from Sara's body and I reluctantly walked away with Blake and Jay, all three of us trying not to cry.

"Wait a second! Why'd you stop the speech!? That was going good!"

All three of us stopped and spun around, my eyes were wide. "SARA!?"

"Yeah....." I blinked at her, she was human again, no longer a wolf, and she had her clothes on. I didn't stop to think how or why, my heart was just pounding against my chest when I saw her stubbornly sitting there with her arms crossed. "Are you going to keep going or not?"

Blake's mouth was open. "You're.... alive?"

"But.... how?" Jay blinked.

"Who cares!" I ran forward and fell to my knees, throwing my arms over her and hugging Sara tightly. "She's alive and that's all that matters!"

"Sorry I scared you guys," Sara smiled and hugged me back. "Thanks, Skye. You're the greatest friend I could ever have."

"We thought we lost you," more tears came down my face, now from joy, I was so glad to have my friend back, she was still alive.

"Well you didn't," Sara smiled. "So... when are we celebrating?"

I laughed and helped her up, Jay stepped forward and I stepped back, giving him and Sara some room. I went back to Blake and he hugged me, everything was okay now.

"I'm so sorry," Sara said to Jay.

"Don't ever do that again!" Jay sighed and kissed her.

Sara pulled away. "Why not?" she asked childishly.

"Because you scared the shit out of me!" Jay gasped. "Don't try to make a joke about it! That was scary!"

Sara smiled. "I know. But still... why not?"

"Because I love you too much to let you go," he hugged her tightly.

"Awwwwwww.............." I smiled as I turned around and Blake hugged me around my waist, my back against his chest and I blinked at Sara and Jay together. "That's so sweet..............."

"We should head home," Sara smiled.

"How are we getting home?" Blake murmured.

Sara pulled out a phone. "Let's see what my mum is doing.........."

I sighed, that meant we had to explain what we were doing here....

Sara dialed a number and waited a moment. "Hi, mum. Are you busy?........... Really? Could you come get us?........ We're in Sunbury........ Um.... we blew up a factory....... Because we were bored....... Yeah, Outlook Drive........Thank you, see you soon." She hung up. "My mum will be here soon."

"Cool," Jay smiled. "She doesn't care?"

"No, she laughed," Sara smiled back. Jay chuckled and kissed her again.

It wasn't a long wait before Sara's mother came and picked us up.

"Oh dears, you look terrible," Sara's mother fussed. "As soon as I drop you off at home, you should get cleaned up."

Blake put his arm around me as we sat next to each other in the backseat with Jay on my other side. Sara called dibs on the front seat. "So what are you doing now?" he asked me.

"I think I'll go home," I murmured.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. My mum knows nothing about...... everything.... It's safe to go home now."

"Okay," he kissed my forehead.

Sara's mother asked no questions as she drove us back to Dandenong. She dropped Jay off at home and Blake came with me to my house. Sara went straight home, although she lived next door to me.

Blake walked up to the front door with me and I knocked. It was a short wait until the door opened and my mother saw me. "Skye? Oh, honey you look terrible! Are you okay?"

"Yes, mum. I'm fine," I smiled.

"What have you been doing!?" she asked as she spotted Blake beside me.

"Rolling in dirt and mud," Blake smirked. "It was raining down at the school so we thought we'd have some fun."

"Mum, I would like you to meet Blake, my boyfriend," I said and hugged him.

My mother smiled. "Nice to meet you, young man."

"Likewise," Blake smiled. My mother was a lot nicer than my dead father.

"Uh.... mum?" I murmured.

"Yes, dear?" she looked at me.

"I know I ran away and all...... but would it be alright if I came home?" I asked.

"Yes, of course!" she smiled. "It would be wonderful to have you back home!"

I heard a barking sound and I saw my dog running down the stairs. I crouched down and he barreled into me. I laughed and patted him, trying to stop him from covering me with licks. He was a border collie with black and white fur, his name was Scout.

"Your father will be glad to see you back home, he was freaking out when you first ran away," my mother said and I froze.

"Uh... yeah... about that......" I sighed and quickly thought of something. "There was an explosion at the factory...... he was in there........."

My mother gasped with horror. "He's not dead... is he?"

I nodded. "I'm sorry," but in my mind I was growling, I was the reason he was dead. He deserved it, he wanted to kill me!

She sighed. "It's okay, honey. Come on in," she looked at Blake. "Would you like to come in?"

"Sure," Blake smiled and we walked in, I was trying to avoid tripping over Scout as he sniffed Blake, jumping up and trying to knock him over.

We went into the kitchen and my mother put the kettle on. "Would you like a drink?"

"Yes please," we smiled and she pulled out the Milo tin.

"Skye, it is so good to have you back," my mother came over to me and hugged me, I hugged her back and she tried to ignore the wetness of my clothes. "You should go change into something warmer and not so dirty."

"Okay, I'll be back," I turned and ran upstairs, finding my old room. I walked in and smiled, I was glad to be back home. I shut the door before my dog could follow me in and I went to my wardrobe, looking around. Now that my father was dead, Sara and I were safe and it was okay for me to come back home. And my mother liked Blake, she didn't turn against him like my father would have. I smiled, everything was okay now.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The loud music was booming in my ears as I carried the eski to the lounge room. My mother had bought alcohol for us, accepting the fact that we were old enough to do what we want. She had gone out and taken Scout to the Vet overnight so we could throw a party at my house. Sara had called all of the people she knew and the house was full of people dancing and sitting around talking.

Our group of friends; me, Sara, Blake, Jay, Nick, Shaun, Kaleb, Cody, Joel, Storm and Heath, sat on the two couches in the lounge room and I put the eski down, watching everyone take a beer. I took one and opened it, drinking a bit. I sat down on the couch beside Blake and leaned on him as we all talked and laughed.

After we had had at least three beers, a song we liked came on; Everytime We Touch by Cascada and me and Sara got up and danced to it. The guys laughed as we danced around the lounge room with beers in our hands. We were having a blast.

We got Jay and Blake up and we spun them around in circles, they were trying to sit back down but we insisted that they stayed up.

"Suck shit, guys!" Joel laughed as me and Sara pulled them around and around in circles, making them dizzy.

Blake finally stopped me and Jay picked up Sara, putting her back on her feet gently.

"Dammit..." I muttered. "You spoil everything....."

"Why, hello everyone." I growled and my head snapped around to see Justin and his mates.

"Get out of my house!" I growled, my hand igniting into a flame.

"OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!" Sara smiled and ran forward to stand in front of Justin. "HI!!!!!!!"

"Uh....... Hi?" Justin was confused.

"I never got to do something," Sara smiled and Justin had the wrong idea.

"Oh really?" he smiled and moved closer to her, I slapped myself in the face and Sara shrieked, punching him in the face and sending him flying into the glass coffee table, making it smash.

"Whoops...." Sara murmured. "Sorry, Skye."

I shrugged. "I'll get my mother to pick one up tomorrow."

Justin sat up, a shard of the glass going into his arm, just like last time.

"I never got to do this," Sara smirked and held her hands out. Snowflakes circled around her hands and a huge blue beam shot out of her hands. "Statue time for you."

Justin jumped up to run off, but her icebeam got his leg and froze him to the spot. "AH!" he cried out.

"OH MY GOD!" I yelped and ran forward before Blake could stop me. I stood right in front of Justin. "MY VERY OWN PUNCHING BAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I heard Joel and the others crack up laughing as I punched Justin in the face.

"OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" he yelled at me.

"That was for kissing me that time," I smirked and punched him again. "That was for being a pervert," I kicked him right where the sun don't shine. "And that's just for being you." I added with a kids voice.

The ice broke and Justin was free. "Fuck this!" he turned and ran off with his friends.

"Come back here!" I whined. "You're my punching bag!"

I was about to run after him but Blake stopped me, turned me around and kissed me. "I think you got him," he smiled when he broke away from me. I laughed like a kid and ran back to Sara and we started dancing again.

I was happy, my father was dead, Sara and the others were alive, I was back home, and everything was perfect again. Now my life was so much better, and I could live it how I wanted.

Blake and Jay sat back down and me and Sara turned and ran off. Then they had to get back up and run after us. They found us in the dining room, climbing onto the table.

"What the........." Jay muttered as he watched us continue dancing. He heard lots of people cheering and clapping as they all watched us and a crowd gathered around the table.

Blake sighed. "Let them have their fun. They'll be back."

"When they're sober, maybe," Jay muttered.

"Yep," Blake shrugged and watched us.

Nothing was in our way now, we were free to do as we pleased without my father getting in the way with the Watercrystal, which was now destroyed and there was no way of making more to try and kill us.

I caught Blake's eyes and I poked my tongue out at him, and then I spotted food.......

Sara and I jumped off the table and everyone moaned, they were happy watching us. We went to the kitchen and started gulping down all the food my mother made for us. Blake and Jay came over to us and I swallowed a bit of my food right before Blake kissed me. Jay turned Sara away from her food and waited for her to swallow her food before he kissed her.

Nothing could get any better than this. Our fight for survival, was now over.