Hiya guys, got even more news, this fic is defiantly going to exceed 10 chapters, don't know how much by but it's defiantly gonna happen. Thank you for sticking with it and I apologise for the randomness of the updates. I don't usually write fics like this, normally I write the entire story before posting any of it, that way if I get bored halfway through and decide to stop,the only person who is disappointed is me.

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Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet: that is indeed where it came from, I just thought that the guitar obviously wouldn't have those buttons while she was alive…I don't think any guitatr has :p I agree, I think Johnny was very lucky indeed. Thanx for reviewing.

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Chapter 9 – Painful Memories

Ember remained in the park for over 3 hours, swapping stories and generally learning a lot about her new friends. She found that Spectra had been right, no one remembered their actual death, but they all remembered the last few minutes of their lives, just like her. She learned what life was like for all of them before they had died. All in all she had a very informative time before Spectra returned alone to take her away to find somewhere to 'live'.

They flew for a few minutes before Ember decided to break the silence.

"Spectra"

"Yes Sweetheart"

"Where's the new arrival?" This question seemed to catch her off guard for a few minutes and silence descended. Ember was about to ask again when Spectra finally answered.

"With Bertrand"

"I thought you trained everyone"

"I have given him his initial training, I'm just gonna find you a place to live, then I'll go back and get him"

"Why didn't you bring him?"

"He asked not to be"

"Why?"

"I don't know sweetheart but some people prefer to be left alone for the first few hours after getting here, help themselves adjust"

Ember decided that she wouldn't get any answers with this roundabout questioning, so she let the matter drop 'for now' and they flew on for a few more minutes in an uncomfortable silence, this time it was Spectra who was the one to break it.

"You have a very unusual name sweetheart…"

"Don't call me that" Ember cut her off shortly and slightly more forcefully than she had intended.

"…Why not" Spectra was curious, that had sounded painful.

Ember considered answering for a long time, then finally stopped moving, adjusted herself from a horizontal flying position into a vertical floating position and just floated in the air, waiting for Spectra to turn around and come back. When she did, the teen rocker looked her in the eyes, sighed and said

"There was a boy. Just before I died the last boy I went out with really hurt me. He had been my friend since we were five years old, then after I hit it big he told me he loved me and I believed him. So we spent the night together. When I woke up he was gone, and he never called me again. He was part of the reason I…" she trailed off, assuming the woman in red could fill in the blanks. The confession hung in the air with them for a few uncomfortable seconds before Spectra spoke again.

"So what does that have to do with me calling you sweetheart?"

The teen looked into her eyes once again and answered "That was what he used to call me"

Understanding dawned in the woman's bright green eyes before curiosity took over.

"Do you mind if I ask what his name was?"

Ember looked angry for a second before answering in a voice that was as cold as her own heart "Ash"

There was a definite look of surprise on Spectra's face when Ember mentioned the name, almost a look of recognition, as if the last piece of a puzzle had dropped into place in her mind. And it wasn't lost on the teen.

"What?"

Spectra put on her best beauty pageant winners smile before she asked "What What?"

Ember decided that she probably couldn't articulate the thoughts that had entered her head, so she dropped the matter "Nothing" she dropped back into a horizontal position and resumed flying, waiting for Spectra to overtake her and lead her to her new home. She did so in a manner of seconds and they resumed in silence for a few more minutes until Spectra remembered what had started off the conversation in the first place.

"About your name swe…Ember" she caught herself just before she said again.

"What about it" she ignored the slip, putting it down to senile dementure or force of habit.

"It's just that it's so unusual, I was wondering where you got it"

"My parents" she deadpanned

"You're a funny girl you know that, okay then, why did you get it"

A pained look crossed the teens lovely face briefly before she answered, thinking about her parents hurt after her experiences in the past year. "My mum told me it was because when I was born my hair was so red she thought it was on fire, so she called me Ember"

Spectra looked over her shoulder at the ten flying two feet behind her and gave her a critical glance "You know, I couldn't imagine you with red hair, jade suits you better"

The conversation dropped of there and they flew the rest of the way in periods of silence broken only by half hearted attempts at conversation. Finally they stopped at a rather inconspicuous looking door. It didn't look any different than the rest of the ones she had flown past all day but apparently it was because Spectra stood next to it proudly and indicated that she should go in. With a little trepidation sand hesitancy Ember turned the knob and stepped inside.

As with Spectra's home, what she got was not what she was expecting. It was a plain room, with a 3, 2, 1 couch system and a coffee table in the middle of the room, a display cupboard in the corner and bare walls. She walked in and inspected the place before she spotted another door. She looked at Spectra to ask if she could look in it, when the woman in red nodded the teen opened the door and found herself faced with what could only be described as a carbon copy of her own bedroom, except there were no clothes lying around on the floor and no posters on the wall, but the furniture was an exact match, it was even sitting in the same positions. The astonishment lasted for a few seconds; these kinds of occurrences were becoming the norm in this place.

Ember was standing transfixed for so long Spectra had to pretend to cough to get her attention. "Well, I think I'll just leave you to get settled, I have to go see to the new boy, if you need me just go to the park and ask for me, someone will come get me" without waiting for a response the scarlet woman turned on her heal and was out the door and away, leaving Ember alone in her new home to settle.

End of Chapter

There we go, another one done, slightly sooner than the last one and it's half term next week so I have the time to write (when I'm not revising)

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May the angels bless you and keep you safe.

Anawiel.