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If you've never experienced pure exhilaration, try not having a descent shower in a long time. I rested my head against the wall and let the steaming water run down my back, it felt good and relaxing. I wanted to stay in there all day, but I knew I wasn't safe staying in one place for long. I quickly dried off and got dressed. I slid into a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, and my black leather jacket. I laced up my black combat boots, put my hair in a ponytail and headed back downstairs.
"Ready?" Dad asked me.
"Yep."
We morphed and the four of us flew back to the hospital. The doctor was in the waiting room talking to everybody when we arrived.
"He's making excellent progress. He should be able to go home in a day or two," the doctor said.
"That won't be necessary," someone said.
"Jason!" Cheyenne shrieked with excitement.
"I can go home right now. All I had to do was morph and the wounds were gone."
The doctor walked over and inspected his wrists. "In deed they are. But I want to run some blood tests just in case. Come to the laboratory and we will proceed."
Dad took Jason to the lab for the blood analysis. I remained quiet as I reflected on the past months of hell I went through. I glanced at David, he was silent. I guess he didn't want to take a chance on starting an argument with Rachel. I knew she hated him with a passion and wouldn't hesitate to kill him if he so much as breathed wrong around her. Dad always said she was the reckless one of the group, willing to dive into the heat of battle without looking first. I was kind of like that myself. An hour later they returned.
"The doctor said everything checked out fine and he can go home," Dad said.
"You need a ride home?" Cassie asked us.
I smiled. "I think I've got some catching up to do with everyone. You can go ahead Dad, I want to go flying with the others."
"Don't be gone too long."
As we started to leave I looked back over my shoulder. "You coming David?"
"You serious?" he seemed shocked by my invitation.
"Sure, you're one of us now."
He smiled and joined us as we rode swiftly on the thermals that rose from the asphalt of the streets and sidewalks. We had to wait a little while for David to finish morphing since he had the older morphing technology. I would have to talk to Ketara about giving him an up-grade.
"Think Visser One knows you're gone yet?" Travis asked.
"I hope not," I said. "If so, then we're going to have to relocate and
soon."