Author's Note: Howdy ya' all, how ya' doing? I'm doing fine: thanks for asking. Well that was a lie. I hate school right now. I have two reports due in the same class, and I just turned another one in for that same class. Now that might not seem like much for you High Schoolers but it is for me. Plus I'm looking for a High School to go to that will satisfy all of my extensive family. Which means a Catholic school with huge SAT scores. Can you say hell on Earth? I should hope so. Anyway, need ideas should Calminen get hurt and Kelly has to use her Gift to get out alive, or should Kelly get hurt and Calminen has to come to terms to with his feelings for Kelly to get out alive. You decide.

Disclaimer: Tamara Pierce's works are not my own. However, Kelly and Calminen are mine. So keep your grubby hands off. Oh, my humor amuses me *holds aching side*.

Veil of Light

Chapter Ten: Thinking Ahead

"Remind me again how we are getting out of here?" I asked for the tenth time, still unsure of the plan Calminen had come up with.

"If all goes well you needn't worry one bit!" was his too enthusiastic reply.

"Calminen, I don't think this will work. I mean, like there really going to care if I wail and scream. All they'll do is yell for quiet and when that doesn't work, resort to more inventive means!" I was close to hysterics now. And it didn't help that he was just standing there smiling like he saw this amusing! I wanted to smack him upside the head.

My hysteria didn't seem to bother him one bit, like he expected it and was letting me burn out. When it looked like I had done just that he opened his mouth to talk only to be cut off by the sound of the rust prison door opening.

Then he I signed for quiet and whispered, "Listen." We could hear voices, loud voices coming from the other side of the prison and approaching fast. They seemed to be arguing about something, and as they grew closer and their voices louder, it became all too apparent just what they were arguing about, us.

The louder voice thought we should be questioned to see what we knew before they killed us, but the other thought they should just make an example of us and kill us executioner style.

"What do we do now, oh wisest of the wise?" I demanded.

"Hold on a sec I'm thinking!" Then very calm look overcame his face and he turned to me. I think, about a second before he said anything I knew what we would have to do and it wouldn't be pretty. I had to admit it to my self I was scared.

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Note: I'm sorry this chapter is so short really but I have a severe case of writers block and my creative genius was struck head on. I really need ideas, look at the Author's note for details. This is a serious S.O.S.