Hey everyone! It's me again! Wow, you are all in for such a treat! I've got another chappie for ya! Alright, I must warn you: this storygets kind of sad, so be warned! I think I kind of mad it not so sad, but I'm not sure. But, it's not in this chapter, maybe the next one. Anyway...I don't know if I am going to be able to come on for a few days. My mom has banned me from the computer because I've been on it all day today. Whoops...
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Chapter 3: Sean and the Dream

After we had a, if I say so myself, rather good make-out session, I was high in the clouds. We decided that I should go home otherwise my mom may think that I've been kidnapped or something. I called her and told her I was at Joanne's. There was no way that I was going to tell her I was at Rob's. I mean, come on. I could have told her I was with Rob, because she knows that we are going out and all, but after everything yesterday, I don't think my mom would like it if I was with Rob.

Rob and I didn't talk too much on the way to my house (we had taken the pickup truck). The radio was on, to the perfect volume for some deep thinking, which was what I was doing. I think Rob was doing the same. Thinking, I mean. But about what? Maybe it was that I was such a good kisser. I can have a fantasy, can't I? I may be psychic, but I can't read people's minds! It would be kind of nice to know what he's thinking, though…

He seemed to wonder what I was thinking, too, because he asked, "Whatchya thinking about?"

He turned the radio down. What was I going to say to that? I couldn't really say what I was thinking about. But my mouth moves faster than my brain.

"You." I said before thinking. Oh. My. God. I cannot believe I just said that! That was the second time today that I said something without thinking! (A/N: First was when she asked him if he was breaking up with her)

I started to blush and looked out the window in an attempt to hide my flaming cheeks. Rob chuckled, "Funny. I was thinking about you."

This brought me out of my state of embarrassment and I turned to look at him. He was blushing! Aww…I didn't know that Rob could blush! I was so in the moment that I grabbed his right hand that was resting on the stick shift. He smiled and gave my hand a quick squeeze.

When I got home, my mom was waiting for me, but not because I was in trouble, just because dinner was on the table. When I walked in, everyone was quiet, which is really weird. What happened when I was gone?

So I just walked in and said a quick hello and slid into my chair. I scooped up some pasta and drizzled vodka sauce on top. When I looked up, I realized that everyone was staring—at me.

"Um, do I have something on my face?" I looked at my clothes and everything, but nothing. They just shook their heads no. "Then why are you staring at me?" I snapped at them. My dad was the first to talk. "Someone came by while you were out."

Um…okay, so? Like, when doesn't that happen? Well, actually, it doesn't happen as much as I would like. So maybe it is a tad weird for someone to show up looking for me. But no reason for why they are staring at me like I have six heads!

"Okay…" I said slowly. "The woman…she was looking for you," For me? A woman? It's probably a reporter trying to get her job back by trying to get me to confess that I still have my superpowers. "She wanted you to find her son." Or maybe not…

Okay, I still didn't understand. This happens all the time! Even if I did tell the press that I "lost" my powers. "And? Anything else?" I asked, starting to get annoyed at how serious everyone looked.

Well, I guess if I think about it, the last time I went to go rescue a missing kid, Rob got stitches in his head and Dr. Krantz got shot in the leg. Then there was that whole thing with Chick and the True American's compound being blown up…

"Yes, there's more. The woman was Sean's mother." I felt like I just got punched in the face. "Sean? He's MISSING? Again?" I asked, but kind of yelled.

"Yes, Jess. And his mother has reason to believe that his father took him." I felt all the color drain from my face. I jumped up and ran to my room. I had to find a picture of Sean, I know I have one somewhere around here… But I also had to call Rob.

"Jess! Where are you going?" my dad called. "I have to do a couple of things!" I said and closed the door to my room.

"Rob, pick up Rob!" I said into the phone. He'd be home already, wouldn't he? I looked at my clock. It was only 7:00. I had come in at ten of seven. Ok. Maybe he wasn't home yet. I hung up and waited until 7:10. What? I think he had a right to know! Plus, I was distressed.

"Hello?" asked a very deep voice on the other end of the phone. "Rob! Rob! Oh my God. It's Sean! He's gone again! I think his father took him. His mother stopped by while I was at your house and-" I stopped because Rob started to say, "Calm down, Mastriani. Okay, so you say that Sean is gone and you think his father took him. Right?"

I answered, "Yeah! So, now I have to find him! Okay, I just um, gotta find a picture of him, and then go to sleep and then I'll call you again when I know where he is. Okay?"

He better say yes. I mean, sure he's already helped me save this kid once already, but this time, Sean could be in real danger. Didn't he once say that he dad broke his arm because he didn't pick up his toys? What was he going to do if he tried to escape? Uh oh, this is very bad.

"Well…I guess that would be okay, but we're not going to go get him ourselves, got it? You call me then we'll call the police. Alright, Jess?" Rob said.

Darn. I really would rather go get him myself…how can I get around this?! "Jess? Are you there?" he asked. "Um, yeah, I am. Okay, I'll call you later. Bye." I hung up.

I dug around my room—under my bed, in my closet, in my drawers—and finally found the picture of Sean that I had taken out from the newspapers last year. I stared at it and then whispered to myself, "Come on, Sean. Hang in there. I'm coming to get you soon. Don't you worry." Then, I put on my pajamas and crawled into bed and fell asleep.

I woke up in a freezing cold sweat at around three in the morning. At first, I was startled at waking up so cold and damp. Then I remembered what I was dreaming about.

Where am I? Ooh, my head really hurts. I opened my eyes to find that I was enveloped in darkness. The last thing I remember was that someone was carrying me when I woke up, then I felt a very sharp pain at the back of my head. Before I passed out, I remembered a very familiar voice say, "Sleep tight, Seanie." Then the world went black. Who was that guy? And why aren't I in my room anymore? I noticed that I was lying on a blanket. I stood up, slowly, and wandered around the room, looking for a door. I found a doorknob, but it was locked. I banged on it and screamed out for help. Suddenly, the door opened. A very tall man was standing in the doorway. His hand reached up and before I knew it, a sound exploded inside my head. I fell down and then the door closed and locked again. Before I passed out again, I realized who the man was. My dad.

I jumped out of bed and threw on some clothes: a pair of jeans, a black T-shirt and my black converse high-tops. I then scribbled a note on a pad of paper saying that I would be back soon and not to worry and left it on my bed. Next, I slowly crept downstairs and went into the garage and got on the bicycle that I had found in the basement. I threw on a helmet and started to pedal down the road to Rob's house. I hope I can get there in time…

So, what did you all think? Oh, can someone tell me if in the first book, they said what Sean's father's name was? If anyone can remember? I don't think they mentioned it...but, if you know, just say in your review, or email me! Thanks! NOW, PLEASE REVIEW!! I LOVE REVIEWS!
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