Hey everyone!!! Thank you soo much for the reviews! I loved them!
Flonshoe:Hey Lauren! yay for Super Jess! Jess is definently super here...if you can remember...and, of course, so is Rob! haha. How did you read Twilight already? I mean, when you reviewed it was on the 27th and it didn't come out until the 28th!! ack! how?! And yes, I do plan to read it. You know all about my ransom, right? hehe ttyl!
PrudencePiperHalliwell: erm. no. You're a tad confused there, Pru. It's not JESS' dad, it's SEAN'S dad who's trying to kill "Lightning Girl." Remember Sean? From the first book. But thanks for your review!!!
Nikki: Sure thing! I shall continue! It's not over until the fat lady sings! Well, i'm not fat...so let's say, it's not over until the moovalous sings? how bout that?? heheh Thanks for reviewing!!
Anywien: haha thank you for pointing out that little "purple button" problem!! Thanks anyway for trying to help! Yeah, it's from the first book. Thanks for reviewing!!!
sSilver sStarz: Yes! I have updated!! Well...Sean sort of plays a large part of this whole thing. I mean, his character doesn't appear much, but you basically have to know what happened in the first book. Sean's dad wants revenge on Jess. there we go. haha. Yeah, Rob is REALLY sweet in my story. It's kind of OOC, but that's how I think Rob would be if he and Jess were really going out. Has a temper, but inside, he's just a sweetie. Thanks for the review!
Uh.Yeah: I feel like I should be typing "um..yeah" instead. Claire! If there was a way to virtually give someone a wallop on the back of the head, I'd do it. Confused? Lemme explain: how can you say that my story puts yours to shame?! How did your fingers even ALLOW you to type that?! You have no reason to be jealous of me! You're story rocks as much as mine does!! You are a rockin' writer also, Claire! Don't let anyone--including yourself--tell you ANY different, you hear? Thank you. whoa...who knew i was so bossy? Thanks for the review, and update ur story too!

Okay everyone!! Beware: this story is kind of farfetched, but i hope you stay with me through the end!! And the characters kind of go into and out of OOC... but anyway, ON WITH THE SHOW!

Oh, and for those who go to the kissing rob part on mcbc, i've updated!! (same story on there, but MUCH farter ahead) thanks for the reviews!!!

When I got to Rob's house, I expected to see no lights on at all, because it was the middle of the night. Normal people are asleep and not riding their creaky bike to their boyfriend's house. The plan that I had concocted on the way over, was to toss pebbles at his window. Only, I had no idea what window was his.

By the way, you'd think that I would learn from today that I should not use anything without a roof as transportation—or at least remember to wear a jacket. Oops.

So I pedaled up the driveway, without a coat, and looked at the house, hoping to receive some kind of sign as to where in the world Rob's window would be. Because God knows I've got no idea. I looked up and then saw it. My sign.

No, an angel didn't descend from the heavens and point to it, although that would have been pretty cool, but there was a light on in the window to the right. Rob's silhouette was right in front of it. I swear I almost jumped for joy because he was up. I grabbed a couple of rocks and tossed them at the window.

This isn't as easy as it sounds. The first few hit the house below his window, the next few went to the left and the rest hit the roof. Why is this so hard? Rob didn't seem to notice that there was a girl in his yard pelting rocks at his house; he was just pacing around in his room.

I picked up another rock, determined for it to be the last, crooked my arm as I aimed and tossed it at his window. Score! A perfect 10! Landed right in the middle of the window.

This got his attention quickly. Rob immediately turned around and opened his window. "Mastriani! That better be you!" he yelled in a loud whisper.

"Who else would throw rocks at your window?" I said, trying to keep my voice steady, but I was really scared out of my mind. Why did he sound so, angry? Oh, I guess I was supposed to call him, huh?

"Hold on, I'll come right down." Rob said. I gave him a thumbs up because I was having trouble forming words in my mouth. His—Sean's—terror was so great, I couldn't even begin to describe it.

A few minutes later Rob appeared in the doorway, and ushered me inside. He took one look at me when I was inside and said, "Mastriani, why didn't you wear a jacket?" Then Rob smiled. I smiled the best I could at him, and said, "I know, real smart, huh? But I wasn't thinking too clearly before I rode over here."

Rob looked puzzled, "Rode? Rode what? Don't tell me you took the car." I didn't think about the car. Damn, should have taken the Volvo. "Car? No, I rode a bike," I said.

"You'll never learn, you know?" Rob said, chuckling. I sighed. This seemed to snap Rob back to his senses. "What are you doing here? In the middle of the night, too! Why didn't you call?" Rob said, bombarding me with questions. Okay, I didn't really expect him to be asking all these questions, so I was sort of speechless.

I decided to be honest. And not get angry at him, because he should have realized why I would be coming to his house in the middle of the night. I said, "I…I had a vision." My voice was shaking. I watched as Rob's face turned from anger, to concern. "About Sean?"

I nodded and looked down at my hands, they were shaking too. I could feel my knees go weak at remembering what I saw. Before I passed out again, I realized who the man was. My dad.

Rob noticed my hands and steered me over to one of the chairs in the kitchen. He sat down next to me and took my hand. "Was he hurt?" he asked. His hand was warm in my cold one. I nodded again, afraid to speak for that I might cry. Sean had wanted to cry, but he was too confused, I think, to do it.

"We'll go get him, but you have to call Krantz. Now," said Rob, gently, but taking action. I was hesitant to say yes, but I guess a little backup wouldn't hurt.

"Okay," I finally said. He gave me a smile, and, still holding my hand, he gave me the phone. I only let go of his hand to dial. Dr. Krantz wasn't home, or he just wasn't awakened by the phone. So, I left a message on the answering machine. I told him, in what I thought was a very calm voice, that I had a vision about Sean and that I may go and see him. I told him the address and not to worry, that it would be fine. At least, that's what I hoped.

Rob gave me one of his old jackets, and we climbed into his truck. We both decided that the truck was the best way to go. As we were driving, I felt kind of funny. I rested my head against the window, trying to calm my nerves, and I must have dozed off. Because, then, I got a picture that I didn't want to see. All it did was make me more anxious about finding Sean.

This is what happened: I woke up again and felt something tight around my wrists. I realized that my hands were tied behind my back. Once again, I was lying on the blanket in the eerily dark room. All I could think of was escaping. I had to get out. I was twisting and turning in my constraints. Then I heard it. My dad's chuckle. The one he always used when he was enjoying something. Was he enjoying watching me squirm?! My heart was beating faster than ever, as he took threatening strides towards me. I have to escape…

I gasped. I realized Rob was saying something, "Jess? What's wrong?" I quickly turned my head towards him. I looked down at my hands, still not quite registering that I was not Sean, that I was safe in the truck with Rob. My knuckles were white because I was holding onto the edge of the seat so tightly.

Rob said, "Jess? What's the matter? Are you alright?" A tear fell from my face and landed in my lap. Rob pried my hands off the seat and took them in his. He took his hand and gently lifted my head so that I was looking at him.

I just sat there, staring into his fog-colored eyes, I was mesmerized. I didn't know that I cared this much for Sean. If I had reacted this way about him, how would I act if it was Rob who was in trouble? Whoa, didn't want to think about that…

"Jess, tell me what happened." Rob broke my rapid train of thoughts.

"I…saw—no, felt…heard…what…Sean was feeling." I said slowly, trying to hold back sobs, but the tears were flowing freely now.

(A/N: I was going to leave you there, but I'll give you a tad more...)

"Shh…It's okay. I promise, it will all be okay," Rob said and he gave me a smile. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and I nodded, trying very hard to believe him. I wanted more than anything to believe him, but something was holding me back. Rob turned back to the steering wheel and put the car in gear.

He had stopped on the side of the road. When we were on the road again, (A/N: isn't that a song?) I could feel that we were getting closer.

"There! That's it!" I shouted. It was so sudden that Rob jumped. He pulled over immediately, so that we weren't parked right in front of the house. The house was the only one on the street for 10 miles at least. All there was in every direction were golden cornfields and a long stretch of inky black highway. No one to hear your screams. Wow, where did that thought come from?

"Do you know where in the house he is?" Rob asked. I swallowed. "A room in the back." He nodded. Taking a deep breath, I opened the car door and started toward the house. This seemed to surprise Rob.

"Mastriani!" he called. "What the hell are you doing?" Rob grabbed my wrist, forcing me to turn around. "Going to get Sean. What else?" I rolled my eyes. I couldn't understand why he was acting so ignorant.

I turned around again and started to walk away again. The house was gray, with black shudders and looked as if the roof would collapse any minute. Rob jumped in front of me and took hold of my shoulders. Didn't he understand? I needed to get Sean!

"You're not going anywhere until Dr. Krantz gets here. You understand me?" I groaned with frustration. "No! He needs me now Rob! I can't wait any longer!" Rob just stared at me. "Was someone with him? In your last vision?"

I looked down because the memory was overwhelming. "Yes. His…dad. He was going to do something to Sean. Something not good. He was laughing! Laughing at his son!" I grunted with disgust. Rob bent down so he could look directly into my eyes. "Alright. We'll go, but if anything, anything, happens you get out of there. With or without Sean. Or me. Got it?"

I couldn't believe he said that. I could never leave them there. "But—" I tried, but Rob put a finger to my lips. "No buts. Tell me you promise."

Well, what could I say to that?He looked sodamn serious.I sighed and said, "Fine. I promise." But, it was pretty much a hollow promise. I felt bad for lying, but he knows that I couldn't just leave them there. Never.

Rob said, "Let's go." He took my hand and we walked towards the house. Inside, it was black, as was the outside. We made it to the back of the house and I went right up to the window of the room that I knew Sean was in. I took a deep breath and held Rob's hand tighter.

Peering in the window, I saw him. Sean was sitting on the ground, his back to me, and a very tall man was leering down at him, with this evil grin playing on his face. I could hear Sean crying. Just as I was thinking about how to divert the man's attention from Sean, someone did it for me. I felt something very hard hit my head and I fell backwards, vaguely noticing that Rob caught me. Then it all went black.

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