AN: I have a new plot idea for another Finding Sky Fanfic as I might end this one soon. What do people think: Thinking of combining the whole specialist school like X-Men and Harry Potter, so Sky is sent to a savant school without knowing much about what she is and what she can do. Thoughts?

Sky.

'How would you feel, if I told you I loved you.' I sang along to Ed Sheeran's album as I danced around my room. I'd not even realised that Phoenix was stood in the doorway, a bag over her shoulder.

'I came to say goodbye.' She said with a small smile. She was nervous, an expression she didn't often show. Her hair had been trimmed to a more fashionable bob-style and she was wearing nice, new clothes.

'Do you have to go?' I asked my friend. She was my one bit of familiarity as I tried to grasp onto those memories I still had.

'I don't want to go to boarding school either.' She wrinkled her nose. 'But now I'm in Karla's care… It's her choice, you know? At least there's a possibility of me still going to university.'

'What would you like to study?'

'I don't know, maybe literature.' She smiled. 'Yves said I'm really going to have to study hard to pass my exams in June, extra tuition and all that, but he's a good teacher.'

'I bet.' I raised my eyebrows and she blushed. 'I'll see you in a week?' Karla and Saul had already discussed with Sally and Simon that I would be returning to school the following weekend, just seven days away. The thought horrified me when there was still so much that I couldn't remember.

'In a week.' Phoenix pulled me into a tight hug. 'I'll send you a picture of me in the dreaded uniform.'

'It doesn't look so bad.'

'Think I can get away with rolling the skirt up a little?'

'Don't distract Yves from his studies.' Zed said from the doorway, shaking his head, but there was a smug grin on his face. 'My brother isn't used to having a girlfriend.'

'And I'm not used to having a boyfriend.' Phoenix replied.

'His fangirls at school are going to be gutted. They've been trying to squeeze a date out of him for years.'

'Yikes, I'm going to have monsters to fight.' She wrinkled her nose and turned to me. 'How will I cope this week without my wingwoman?'

'I'd be a terrible wingwoman.' I laughed, shaking my head.

'Rubbish. What you did to Tony is still embedded in my mind.' She gave a smug smile. 'I'll see you both next weekend.' And she disappeared out of the door.

'To what do I owe this pleasure?' I asked Zed and he closed the gap between us, pulling me in for a deep kiss. I crumpled in his arms and he held me there as his lips moved against mine.

'I found a love for me, darling just dive right in and follow my lead.

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet,

Oh I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love.'

Zed pulled away and rested his head against mine as I sighed, content. 'I've not given you your birthday present.' He said.

'What is it?'

'You'll like it.' He said softly. He reached into his pocket, humming along to the song as I fiddled with the hem of my dress. He handed me an envelope and I opened it carefully.

'Oh my god!' I squealed as I pulled out the ticket. 'Ed Sheeran!'

'It's on Friday.' He replied. 'I bought the tickets ages ago.'

'This will be amazing!' I beamed and he laughed, shaking his head.

'I'll be going of course and… well… Tina and Zoe were meant to be coming too.'

I swallowed. I'd not yet seen them and I couldn't remember much about them at all. That made me a terrible friend.

'We have standing tickets so we can always stand somewhere else. They'd understand.'

Guilt swam through my stomach but I nodded nonetheless. 'Okay… isn't London a bit far?'

'My parents are coming up with us just to keep us safe.'

Because Carlos was still out there…

'Thank you, I love it.' I said with a smile, remembering my politeness. I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him softly.

Monday and Tuesday were wet and miserable days and they matched my mood as I tried to jog my memory. I spent hours working out and playing piano and singing, but nothing. I finally gave in and pulled out the laptop on loan from Karla and then I decided to do something I hadn't yet tried. I went onto Youtube, finding the videos of me dancing from Zoe's party, the videos that Carlos had once mentioned. I found a video put together by Nelson and I hit play before I could talk myself out of it.

I watched as I appeared sat at the piano, the spotlight burning me as I sang One Day I'll Fly Away. I hummed along under my breath, unable to stop myself from singing along and then the song was changing and my friends and I were dancing around dressed in corsets and sexy Moulin Rouge costumes.

'Are your parents going to be okay with this? It's a bit… saucy.' I commented and she rolled her eyes.

'My parents just want their little girl to be happy.' She smiled before looking at Tina. 'Tina, you're actually doing okay.'

'Erm… thanks?' She raised her eyebrow.

'So now the track carries on for the last few lines and that's when it then changes over to Rhythm of the Night. We're making good progress!' Zoe clapped her hands together excitedly.

'Thank god!' I groaned. 'Because my thighs are killing me.' From the large number of squats we'd been doing.

I gasped for air, realising my breath had stopped as the memory blooded back to me. Tina… Zoe…

I was a step closer and I urged to be even closer. I knew where I could find more memories.

I logged onto my Facebook account, surprised I remembered the login details, and opened up my profile page. I scrolled down, looking at the comments from my friends and classmates, all concerned about my whereabouts. I opened up the photos I'd been tagged in and I flicked through them. As I found myself on the Chamonix album, my head ached as memories came pouring back of girl's nights in… and time in the spa… and dancing on the bar… and making out in a hot tub with Zed. But they didn't stop. I remembered trying on Moulin Rouge costumes. I remembered first meeting Tina and Zoe. And Nelson and Seb. I remembered crashing Zed's party and dancing with my friends. I remembered the matching pyjamas I'd worn with Jas every Christmas. And Simon making spectacular hot chocolates. I thought of Sally and Simon and how they'd always thrown me a birthday party. How we'd spent time on Brighton beach. I remembered getting the letter about my long-lost grandfather dying.

My nose felt damp and I wiped it to see blood, but I didn't want to stop the memories. I needed them. Craved them. Longed to have them back.

I remembered Larissa, Zed's crazy ex. I remembered how I'd sang at the 1940s party in front of everything. The first time I'd been in the Taylor manor. The first time I kissed Zed. I remembered getting ready with Tina and Zoe for Zoe's birthday party. I remembered the shock of meeting Nathan Smith and finding out he was Zed's cousin. I remembered arguments with Zed.

Blood fell onto my lap.

I remembered getting ready for the ball and realising I still loved Zed and wanted to give us another chance.

More blood fell and my head spun as nausea and dizziness sunk in.

I'd danced with Zed that night and then they'd taken Zoe. I'd gone after her. I'd tried to fight them but I'd been knocked unconscious. Double X had kidnapped me.

I gasped, my chest tight and unable to breathe. The laptop fell to the floor and I sank down with it as the room spun. And then everything went black.

Zed.

I was shaking. I'd found Sky on the floor of the guestroom, covered in blood from a bloody nose and unconscious. My mum had called a doctor and now she was tucked up in bed, cleaned up. The doctor couldn't find a cause. Had prescribed some medication and put it down to the stressful ordeal she'd been through. But that wasn't enough to settle me.

'When will she wake up?' I asked my mother as she tried to force me to eat some dinner. I wasn't leaving Sky's side.

'I don't know.' My mother replied. 'But we'll take it in turns to watch her tonight. I'm sure she'll be fine, darling.'

'Have you called Sally and Simon?'

'Not yet. No use worrying them.'

I gave a small nod. 'I'll take first watch.'

But I'd also refused to leave her side for second or third watch too and, as I drifted in and out of sleep, my parents took it in turns to move around as if this was normal for 2am on a Wednesday morning.

'Zed?' A croaky, husky voice woke me up when it was still dark outside. I opened my eyes without hesitation and found Sky staring back at me.

'Thank god.' I whispered, looking at her. 'Are you in any pain? Are you okay?'

'I feel hungover.' She murmured. 'But I'm fine other than that.'

'What happened?' I asked her and she frowned, rubbing her forehead. Her eyes widened in surprised and I looked at her with curiosity.

'I remember everything.' She whispered. 'Everything.'

'You… you do?' Was I still asleep? I blinked as I looked down at her. 'Are you sure?'

'Of course I'm sure.' She snorted and winced, as if it hurt to laugh. 'It all came back, Zed. Although I think maybe I overdid it.'

'Sounds about right.' I gave her a lopsided smile.

'Can you call Sally and Simon?' She asked, hopefully. 'I'd hate to be causing them more stress and I want to see them.'

'Of course.' I nodded and leaned over, kissing her forehead. I stood up, ready to go and call despite it still being early but her voice stopped me.

'Zed?'

'Yes, mio tesoro.' I whispered, looking over my shoulder.

'I love you.'

My heart flipped in my chest as a smile broke out across my face. 'I love you too.'

Sky.

'I'm so sorry.' I whispered to Sally and Simon as they held me tightly. We were sat in the sunlounge at the Benedict's house, the room which over-looked their perfectly designed garden with its manicured lawns, colour-scheme of flowers and delicate fountains.

'We're glad to have you back.' Sally said softly. 'Losing you was awful.'

'I hope you know,' I said to them, 'that I really missed you both… I met my mother and even as my biological mother, she didn't live up to you.'

'Don't say that.' Simon said. 'She did what she had to do to keep you safe.'

'I know.' I replied. 'But she didn't have a hand in raising me, whereas you both made me the girl I am to me.'

Sally smiled at me, her eyes shining with tears. 'We love you, Sky.'

'And I love you both too.' I smiled.

'So this… er… savant business… what exactly can you do?' Simon looked uncomfortable as he released me from the hug.

'A lot.' I paused. 'I've inherited it from my dad… he could do a lot of different things.'

'Like what?'

I held open my hand and wiggled my fingers as a small ball of fire appeared in it. It danced across my palm and I placed the hand down and on the candle on the coffee table, lighting the wick. Sally gasped from beside me and then I snuffed out the flame.

'Does it hurt?' She asked.

'Not at all.' I lifted a teaspoon with my telekinesis and let it stir my cup of tea before placing it back on the saucer. Sally and Simon watched in awe.

'You did that a few times when you were little.' Simon said. 'Moved things. I just assumed we were imagining it but it happened on occasion.'

'It did?' I raised my eyebrows and he nodded.

'I guess we weren't imagining it after all.' He replied.

'Would you like some more tea?' Karla appeared in the doorway, her signature friendly smile on her face. Despite wearing a tea dress and having her hair pinned back in a bun, she somehow still managed to look glamorous without putting in even a small bit of effort. I envied her for that. The Benedict family just looked flawless and perfect, even when it was first thing in the morning.

'No thank you, Karla.' Sally said with a smile. 'We were just talking about Sky's… er… abilities.'

'Nothing to worry about.' Karla replied. 'My family and Saul's family have been savants for years and it's never affected our everyday lives.' She sat herself on an armchair. 'Did you have any questions at all?'

'Not really.' Sally replied. 'I guess it will just take some time to get used to.'

'I'm still getting used to it.' I admitted. I fiddled with my braided hair, moving the strands of hair between my fingers.

'Are you sure it is safe for Sky to be in London for this concert on Friday night?' Simon asked, ever the protective father.

'We'll be at the concert too.' Karla replied. 'Just not with the kids as wouldn't want to cramp their style.' She smiled at me. 'I also might have a slight soft spot for Ed Sheeran.'

'I think we all do.' Sally admitted and Simon raised an eyebrow before turning his attention back to Karla.

'Where will you be staying?' He asked.

'My nephew Nathan has a penthouse not far from the venue.' She replied. 'More than enough room for all of us.'

Simon nodded. 'As long as Sky keeps me updated.'

'I'm happy to text you too, Mr Bright.' Karla smiled.

'I think formalities are long gone.' Simon said with an awkward laugh. 'Thank you for everything you have done over the last few weeks.'

'It was nothing.' Karla replied as her eyes met mine. 'After all, Sky's part of the family now.'

Zed was in school that afternoon, dropping off our assignments and overdue books. I'd tried to go with him, wanting to see Tina and Zoe, but Karla had insisted on me resting after my dizzy spell where I'd fainted. I felt fine, though, and after Sally and Simon left to head back to Brighton ready to return to work the following day, I made my way to the music room and relaxed as I sat on the stool, playing the piano. I'd missed running my fingers over the keys and I'd forgotten just how relaxing the whole thing was.

'You are the one boy
And you know that it's true
I'm feeling younger
Every time that I'm alone with you.' I sang softly as my fingers moved over the keys to one of my new favourite songs. 'We were sitting in a parked car
Stealing kisses in the front yard
We got questions we should not ask but

How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?
It's just something that I want to do
I'll be taking my time, spending my life
Falling deeper in love with you
So tell me that you love me too.'

'Sorry to interrupt.' I looked up to see Nathan stood in the doorway and I found myself hurrying over to hug him. 'Didn't expect that.' He said, laughing softly, as he released me. 'Karla said you were resting?'

'I'm fine.' I told him. 'But thank you for what you did back in Spain… I'm sorry I couldn't remember you and probably acted like some crazed fangirl.'

'Oh you weren't crazed.' He gave me a cheeky smile. 'That's Jas, isn't it?'

'Completely.' I nodded in agreement.

He laughed and shook his head. 'Practising for Friday?' He nodded at the piano.

'It just feels good to play again.' I replied.

'In which case, I need a hand with something and I'm on a tight timescale.' He smiled, somehow looking nervous as he put his guitar down. 'You in?'

'Sure.' I nodded. 'What do you need a hand with?'

'You and I started a song, you see, and we never got it finished.'

I gave him a sheepish smile as he unzipped his guitar case. 'You don't really want my help, do you?'

'Of course I do.' He smiled. 'You're a great songwriter and your voice is incredible. Both two pros right there. Do you remember the song?'

'Of course. I'll put this love in a bottle and I'll
Go to the beach
Lose this pain and sorrow as it flows out to sea
And if it's you, if it's you, if it's you, you'll come back to me
But for now I'll be right here with the memories.' I sang and he smiled. He sat down on the sofa and patted the space next to him as he pulled the guitar over his lap.

'I think we were at second verse.' He replied, strumming a few chords after pressing record on his phone. 'No, I don't wanna lose my mind
My heart's in a suitcase waiting for another flight.'

'No, I don't wanna be in the gutter, gutter, gutter
Just laying there feeling all sorry for myself.'

'That's good.' He smiled in approval.

'I say you repeat the bridge here.' I said to him as he strummed. 'They say there's one chance you get, they say there's one life you live but there's only one you
Oh, don't want to think about it right now.'

'Okay and then chorus.' He said. 'Then what?'

'Repeat the bridge.' I replied. 'But show your vocal range and the girls will be putty in your hands.'

'Run through?'

'Sure.'

We moved through the song with me singing the second verse and providing the harmonies. When we were done, Nathan grinned from ear-to-ear pleased with what we'd accomplished.

'I knew I'd asked the right girl!' He beamed and I laughed at his enthusiasm. 'Now I can play it Friday!'

'Friday?'

'At the Ed Sheeran concert. Did I mention I was the supporting act?' He gave me a smug look. 'And looks like you are too.'

'Wah... what?'

'You have to sing it with me. I can't do it by myself.'

'I can't sing in front of all those people.' I shook my head, horrified as my stomach twisted itself in knots.

'Just imagine they're not there and we're in here.'

'Easy for you to say, Mr Bigshot.' I snorted. 'You're in your element up there.'

'And you will be too. You can always copy me.' He grinned and I rolled my eyes.

'My abilities aren't going to help with this.' I folded my arms tightly across my chest.

'You've not got an increased confidence one you can just throw out there?' He teased.

'Sadly not.' I sighed, leaning against the Benedict family's piano.

'Please do this Sky.' He said, looking hopeful. 'I want this song on my album. My manager says it has a good chance at getting on there if you'll collab with me.'

'He's not heard me.' It sounded too surreal, too unlikely. Was I dreaming? Jas was going to freak when she found out…

'I think you should do it.' Zed appeared in the doorway, a box of chocolates in his hand.

'Trying to butter me up with chocolates?' I asked.

He grinned a cocky smile. 'Do you need buttering up? Who's to say they're not for me?'

'Because you know they're my favourite.'

'You're right.' He gave a smug smile and walked over to me, placing a kiss on my forehead. 'They're for you.'

'What are you after?' I teased and he smiled back.

'Nothing. Just wanted to treat my girlfriend. You okay with that?'

'Of course.' I smiled as he placed the box of chocolates in my hand. I went to open the box but Nathan stopped me.

'What'll it take to get you to say yes? More chocolates?' He asked. 'Because I can get you a lifetime supply.'

'As tempting as that sounds, I think my body might argue with that.' I wrinkled my nose. I sucked in a deep breath as I looked at the two hopeful-looking, ridiculously handsome guys stood in front of me. 'Fine, I'll do it.' I told them. My stomach churned a little as I found my mind drifting to Carlos, who was still out there somewhere. 'But what's safety like at the arena?'

'Really secure.' Nathan replied. 'And you'll have all of us there.'

'Good.' I swallowed as Zed frowned. 'Because Carlos hasn't been caught and that would be the prime time to attack.'