Key of Darkness: Hello all. /rubs her eyes/

Justin: tired again?

Key of Darkness: nobody kiss me, I've got Glandula Fever.

Adam: great. /sarcasm/

Justin: when did you get here you bludger?

Adam: just now. I'm part time due to college.

Key of Darkness: oh by the way, homophobes, you exit is thata way.

FT

Justin flopped down on the bed and sighed. It had been a good day. He'd sorted things out with Rocky, swapped phone numbers and had gotten orders to hit him over the head if he didn't call at least once a week.

He felt good.

The phone rang. Justin laughed. If Rocky was calling him all ready, he must be very upset about abandoning him.

He picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Justin, man, I am so sorry." It was Tommy. Justins smile faded.

"Hey." His voice was emotionless and hollow.

"I am so sorry."

"Over a month Tommy."

"I know, I know it's been a long time, but I've… There are things happening…"

"Unless it's a voice inside your head, I don't care and I don't want to know." He slammed down the phone as tears started for form in the corners of his eyes.

The phone rang again.

Justin stared at it, wondering if he should pick it up. He let it ring. The answering machine kicked in.

"Justin, its Tommy. Pick up the phone. What you said, it's true…" Justin's heart nearly stopped.

He grabbed the phone switched of the answering machine. "You've got my attention. I'm listening."

He heard a sigh of relief. "Three weeks ago, I started hearing voices in my head. I thought I was going mad. So I went to a phycologist and I've spent the last two and half weeks in a mental intuition. They can't figure out what's wrong with me."

Tommy sounded frightened and Justin's heart melted. "Are you still there now?"

"Yeah."

"Look, there's nothing wrong with you. Its new powers, I think. For now ignore the voices. Say that they have stopped. It's important that you get out of there ASAP."

"What are these voices?" Tommy was on the edge of tears and Justin could hear it in his voice.

"I think they're Grid Masters. They said something about the Morphing Grid. Just stay calm. Where are you?"

"Stone Canyon."

"Do you know what time visiting hours are?"

"Ten in the morning till twelve."

"Rocky and I will be over there tomorrow alright? Just hang tight."

"I'm hanging. Believe me, I'm hanging. I gotta go. I'm only allowed on for a few minutes."

"I'll be there."

"I'll be waiting…" The phone clicked off.

Justin punched in Rocky's number. Someone picked up after a few rings. "Heeellllooo?" It sounded like Rocky's younger sister, Angel. She went to school with him. They were in a gifted school.

"Hey Angel. It's Justin. Is Rocky there?"

"No he's down at the youth centre. You want me to take a message?"

"No, I'll head down there now. Thanks."

"See yah at school then."

"Yeah, see yah." He hung up the phone and grabbed a note pad and a pencil. He wrote a quick message to his dad, signed it and looked up at the clock to check the time. Five thirty. His dad was going to kill him for going out so late, but it would be worth it. He had to see Rocky.

He raced out the door, locking it behind him and grabbed his bike. I would take him ten minutes to ride there and it was already starting to get dark as it was mid-winter. He took off at top speed.

Finally he was there. His lungs were burning, and his legs ached and he was left gasping for breath, but he was there. He parked his bike and raced inside, still breathing heavily.

He glanced around, trying to catch his breath. Then, he spotted him. Rocky was sitting over in one corner and across the table from him was… Adam. Justin started to go forward, but stopped. He looked at Rocky's face. He smiled at Adam in a way… he couldn't place it… he smiled at him as if… as if he was in love with him.

Justin raised an eyebrow and started thinking. Was this a big deal? No. Should he be upset about it? Hell no. He'd be a bloody hypocrite if he was. Should he have seen this before? Hell Yah!

So he smiled. So what. Only question was, did Adam know? He looked back over to the table where his two friends were sitting again. Adam reached out and gave Rocky a more than friendly pat. Obviously a yes to that too.

Decisions made, he sidled over to the table. Adam and Rocky were so wrapped up in each other they didn't even notice him. Justin Tapped Rocky on the shoulder.

"AARRR!" He spun around, as did everyone else in the centre.

"Hi to you too."

Rocky sighed and tried to regain his scattered wits. People gradually went back to their drinks and Justin grabbed a chair from a neighbouring table.

"Hey Justin." Adam said quietly.

Justin turned his head slightly and fixed his gaze on the Asian man. "I'll talk to later." He turned back to Rocky, ignoring the stunned expression on Adams face.

"Did you have any idea that Tommy's been in a Mental Institution for the last two three weeks?"

"WHAT?" Rocky yelled, Adam started choking on his drink.

"He's been in a nut house for the last…"

"…two weeks?"

Justin nodded. "And keep it down, people are staring again."

Adam finally started breathing properly again and looked at the younger boy with a strange expression. "Why is he in a nut house?"

"Voice in his head. He thought he was going mad. And don't say he is, it's another thing that I've added to my mental list to talk to you about."

"I know what your on about, it's happening to me too. Scared the hell out of me the first time."

"Bloody hell, it's like a virus."

"Spreading through ex-Rangers." Rocky leaned in closer. "Maybe we're all being recalled."

"Could be."

"Could very well be. I called Kat and its happening to her too, and Aisha." Rocky whispered.

"I told Tommy that we would go and visit him tomorrow. You up for that?" The question was aimed at Rocky and all three of them knew it.

"Justin, you know it's rude to ignore people." Rocky said forcefully.

"I know. But he's ignored me since I left the team. I think I'm within my rights to do the same to him, as much as I hate." The last part came out as a whisper.

"If you hate it, why do you do it?" Adam asked gently.

"Because people have no idea what it's like to be left out in the cold for so long, completely abandoned because you've been forgotten."

"Some of us thought that you would forget us once we left…"

"Adam!"

"No Rocky, it's true. Kat and I thought that he'd do better with people his own age. We thought it would be better for him to go back to who he was before."

"You have no idea who I was before. I've always gotten on better with people older than me. They were more capable of carrying out intelligent conversations."

"I didn't realize that until it was too late. Until I spoke to Rocky this afternoon. I'm sorry."

"I'm in a forgiving mood, so you're off the hook. Your intentions were good, just a little off the mark."

"Thinking back, I can't believe I was so stupid to think like that. You were always smarter; you're just that kind of kid."

"Right, we've strayed far enough. Back on topic." Rocky said, smiling again.

"Yes. Tommy, Stone Canyon nut house, see him tomorrow."

"You know the visiting hours?" Rocky asked.

"Ten till twelve in the morning."

"I'll pick you up at eight thirty… hang on, do you have school?"

"Rocky, it's the holidays, why do you think that Angel's at home?"

"I haven't been home yet. I went straight to see you, then came here and bumped into Adam."

"Literally. He knocked me over." Justin grinned. "Haven't you got to get home? It's nearly six thirty."

Justin looked at his watch and groaned. His dad was probably there already and chucking a fit. "Yeah. I probably should, shouldn't I?"

"How did you get here? I'll give you a lift home if you like." Adam offered.

"No, I brought my bike, so I'll ride. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"See yah."

FT

Justin: so what courses are you doing?

Adam: business stuff.

Justin: boring.

Adam: To right.

Key of Darkness: guys, I've got a head ache. Shut Up.