Three chapters in one day...i'm on a roll. I'll be in a writers block soon, so no worries. So far i've been doing Sarah Jane in first person and Marcus in Third, that may change.

Clarification:

Sarah Jane's mutation allows her to become water and also grow a mermaid tail lol. She can heal herself by morphing into water, and she can't sleep, and doesn't need sleep. She also doesn't need to drink anything to keep her fluids up. Her mutation was what made her pregnent, but at the moment i havn't come up with a good enough reason why that is yet.

Marcus Brown is a mind reader with small amount of mind controlling powers. He has eyes kind of like sabertooths in the first X-Men movie. He is ten years old, but knows more than people who have been through school.

3. The Goodbye

I stayed with Marcus for the next three days. It was tricky living with him. He wouldn't say much during the boring days and when he did it was always statements, things read strait from my mind or the minds of others.

After the first week we worked out a plan where after breakfast (he always gave me half of what was on his plate) Marcus would let me out and I would wander the streets until lunch.

Once I got a day job, helping clean a building for a business that didn't have much money to spare. I got less than the minimum wage, but it allowed me to stay out later without having to come home to eat Marcus' food. It also meant that I could by a cheap pare of jeans and a top from the thrift shop, to replace my ragged dress.

I was asked to spend the nights inside, but Marcus didn't understand what it was like to be un-able to sleep. I began to leave at nights any way, until Marc gave me the idea to get out books from the library and my form of nightly entertainment.

I would sit in the bathroom with the light on, reading books all night, until Marcus let me out in the morning. I always hid my stack of books behind the curtains incase Patrick ever came in.

One evening I was peeking out of the white curtains, watching the people of Boston drive or walk by. Suddenly a pain shot through my body and I let out a cry. Another pain seized me and there was a splash of water, falling to my feet. My water had broken.

"Ma-"

"I know, lets get you to the bathroom." Said Marcus, arising from his bed.

Marc took my arm and steered me to the bathroom. He got me to lay in the bathtub with my legs open.

"I don't think I should lie here," I said nervously.

"I once read the mind of a nurse, I think I can handle this." Said Marcus, rolling up his sleeves.

It turned out that he didn't know as much as he claimed, because my pains got worse and worse, the baby wouldn't come out.

Marcus suggested he try a cesarean, but I asked him with what tools would he perform this? I had him stumped.

I felt one shock of pain, and I realized this baby had to come out. With a loud scream I let my body take over.

Marcus Brown was worried for the moaning girl before of him. Her baby was stuck and he was unable to assist her.

He jumped back as she let out a wail like the dead and her body shifted into water, and as the water shifted, a baby formed with in it. It was a boy, and he was struggling, un-able to breath in water.

Marcus lunged forward and snatched the baby out of the water. It began to cry healthily, and with a sigh, Sarah Jane sagged back to her human form again.

"You got a boy, Sarah." He said, wrapping the baby in a towel and handing it to her. "What's his name?"

"Aren't you going to read my mind to find out?" asked Sarah Jane.

"No, I want this to be a surprise."

Sarah looked lovingly down at her baby boy and stoked his face. "Bobby. Bobby Grey."

Sarah smiled and gave Marcus' gray clothing a tug, showing that her sons middle name was in his honour.

Although Marcus wouldn't admit it, he was very touched, and he loved the child. So much, that he was willing to do anything to give it a perfect life.

I looked down at my sleeping Bobby, wrapped in a pillowcase, then back up to the door of the adoption center.

My heart was filled with sadness. Could I really give away my baby boy? It seemed like the right thing to do.

After all I wasfourteen, a mutant, and was I supposed to tell him that he was only born because of my messed up mutation powers?

"I can't do it Marc," I said. Marcus who was standing beside me put a brotherly hand on my shoulder.

"You know this has to be done Sarah."

"Yes," I sniffed. I had been trying very hard not to cry, but I guess I had failed.

"I can do it if you want."

I looked down into Marcus' dark eyes. I knew he cared for Bobby just as much as I did.

I pulled my child close to my face. "I love you," I whispered. I kissed Bobby on the cheek, and then handed him to Marcus.

Marc held the baby tight and marched into the office. I was going to walk away, but I ran back and peeked through the door.

"Hello ma'am. I was walking with my friends the other day and I found this baby, abandoned in a trash can."

The woman behind the desk held a look of horror. "Why the poor thing. Here I'll take him son." Marcus handed my baby over to the woman. She was about to carry him off to another room, but Marcus grabbed her skirt.

"Please ma'am, he seemed so new that I needed too give him a name. His name is Bobby Grey. Do you think you can keep it that way?"

The woman studied Marcus' innocent face for a moment then gave him a kind smile. "I certainly will dear. Now run along."

"Thank you."

Marcus scurried towards the door, and I quickly turned and walked towards the apartment, tears streaming down my face. I heard Marcus' smaller feet running to catch up with me, shortly after I felt his small hand in mine.

"I'll check to see what happens in a few days okay?"

"Okay."

Sarah Jane hung around the apartment, nervously and never going out, for five days. That's how long it took for Bobby to be adopted.

Marcus arrived in the afternoon with the news. He told her that he had been adopted by Michael and Jenny Drake. A nice family who sadly hadn't been able to have children

This put Sarah slightly to rest, but Marcus knew her time with him would be short. He was not surprised that at the end of the week he woke up and found no trace of her.

The night before she had kissed him on the cheek before he had gone to sleep, and he knew with out reading her mind that this was goodbye.

...Well there is it, my next chapter. I wonder what the fourth one will bring, so far i am clueless. When i am finished the story I will post the words for the song that gave me the idea for this story. But you have to wait till i'm done:D

Review...that is a very Marcus like command.

Leh Sundance