"The Unexplainable"

Ch. 7

The Tree House, 1920's

"Hi, Michael," Trisana said.

"It's Dad to you," The transparent image of Tris's father said.

"Well, you never were much good for earning that title," Tris said, icily.

"I believe I earned it,"

"Yeah, till I was three years old," Tris said.

A wind started to pick up. Gusts of wind swirled around the Tree House.

"Tris . . . ," Jack warned.

"Why'd you summon me, Tris," Michael said. "To give me a guilt trip?"

"No, I summoned you because I think it's about time I got some answers," she said.

"What do you want to know?" he asked patiently.

"I wanna' know why you took me to Geneomex?"

"I was afraid of what you might have turned into," Michael said simply.

"For healing people?" Daniel asked. "What bad things ever came from doing that?"

"It wasn't just that. It was the spells and god knows what else," Michael said.

"Okay, so after the experiment and once you found out what the side affects were, you got so friggin' scared, you just killed yourself? Nice work, Pops," Jack said.

"It wasn't like that," Michael pleaded.

"From my point of view, it was exactly like that,"

The wind picked up even more. Some lightning flashed by a window. Challenger walked to the window and looked outside.

"There's not a cloud in the sky," he said.

"Tris calm down," Samantha said to her friend. Then she turned to Challenger and the others, "The elements Tris controls tends to grow out of hand when she gets angry. They're tied to her emotions."

Daniel stood next to Trisana, holding on to her arm. He whispered into her ear, "Tris, the baby. You don't know how this is affecting our baby."

She nodded and took a deep breath. The winds slowly died away and the lightning ended. Tris glanced at her transparent father.

"You can leave now, Michael. I think if found the answer to my question," she said.

"Alright, then," Michael sighed, and vanished.

"Well, that was interesting," Marguerite commented.

"Are you alright, Honey?" Daniel asked.

She nodded and then said, "I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Good night everyone."

Daniel kissed his wife before she left to their temporary bedroom.

"Good night," they all called after her.

Tris woke up in the middle of the night, not knowing why. Daniel was not lying in bed, but had been feeding one of the twins. For a moment she thought Faith's cries had woken her up. She then felt the blankets around her were wet. Tris yelped in pain as she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her belly area; her first contraction.

"Daniel, I think I'm going into labor!" Tris said frantically.

To be continued . . .