Hiya guys, and thanks for all the reviews! Especially to Rayye for giving me pointers. And for the record, NO this has NOTHING to do with Buffy.

Right, I hope you enjoy this chapter everyone.

X Fayth X

The Gift

"What?!" Tru exclaimed, stepping back.

Ellie's white blond curls covered her sad brown eyes, and she sat down slowly on the sofa. Tru was still shocked, and could hardly breathe. First Jack, now another person who could relive the days. What was happening?!

"Tru, I died yesterday...today, whatever! I died and that's the point. I can't prevent my own death, I don't know why, I just can't. And I had to find another who had the Gift. I can't tell you how I die, because I don't know, I just know that it happens. It could be one of a hundred ways. You have to help me, Tru."

"I-I'll do my best. But if I'm even gonna have a chance of helping you, you're gonna need to help me. Do you know anyone who would want to hurt you?"

Tru's heart flipped when Ellie nodded.

"You do!" she started.

"Yeah...the father." Ellie said, looked ashamed and frightened.

Tru frowned, not quite understanding, "The...father...?" then she realized and put her arm around Ellie.

"Ellie, it's okay; you have to tell me, I'm not gonna judge."

Tru sighed and looked into Ellie's eyes. The pain she saw there saddened her. For such a young girl, Ellie had so much responsibility.

"How many months are you...?" the older woman started.

Ellie looked at her, "Only just two months," she whispered, "But his folks would kill him if they knew he'd been seeing me. He's three years older than me and his family hate me. My mom and his dad had an affair, and his mom hasn't ever forgiven mine, and that's why she hates me. But he managed to get me drunk, and then he..." she trailed off, tears welling up in her eyes.

Tru frowned, "Ellie, did you want him to?"

Ellie shook her head regretfully, "And did you tell him this?!" Tru cried, sickened that a guy could do that to someone so much younger and so much more vulnerable.

"I tried, but he...wouldn't listen, he kept saying that I did want to..."
Tru jumped up, startling the girl, "Ellie, he raped you!"

Her eyes went wide and now the tears burst out, "But he said he loved me!"

"No, Ellie, if you told him you didn't want to, and he forced himself on you, then he can't love you, he would have respected your answer if he did!"

Then Tru glanced at the clock, and straightened her red tank top nervously. An hour to go.

"Ellie, if we stay here for another hour, then you'll be alright, you'll be safe."

Ellie looked at the clock too. "I died at 1pm?" Ellie asked sorrowfully.

Tru didn't answer, she just watched the fifteen-year-old.

After half an hour, Tru was getting agitated. She was always that way right before the could-be-death.

She was in the kitchen of Ellie's house when she heard the door open and slam again.
"Ellie?" Tru called, worried...No answer.