Sorry it took me a while to update...I haven't been able really to get on my comp much lately.
Thanks for the reviews, everyone! It's always good to hear that someone is reading my stories. To other readers that are not members of this site, you can review, too! I am able to recieve anonymous reviews! So...tell me what ya think!

Also, a warning to Tom Manning fans, I am NOT a fan, so this Tom in the story is kinda mean. I don't know how the character is in the comic, but I didn't like him being such a butthole to Hellboy in that one scene in the movie. And because that's my only impression of Tom, he is a butthole in this fanfic, also. :)
This chap's cool, though; you get to see Evan's power in action! (and on Tom, too!)

Enjoy!
--Titan
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I woke to seeing a small infirmary, bandages covering my arms and torso (but still keeping my modesty). Next to me, Hellboy was also being treated.

I sat up quickly; "What are you DOING here! What about my premonition?" I quickly found out I was still groggy from the pain relievers, and moving fast was a mistake. A balding doctor I learned to be known as Tom Manning eased me back down to a lying position on the table.

"Both of 'em are done; you've been out for a few hours." Hellboy answered, followed by a sharp hiss from the stinging antiseptic. I gave him a concerned look that asked him if the merman was ok. "Yeah. Abe's fine. He's just resting; for a little while, he had to fight the demon by himself."

"What about you? Didn't you get burned at the subway?"

Hellboy smiled, his tail happily twitching; "I'm fireproof."

Meyers had left; he needed to get some rest, too. It was just Manning, Hellboy, and I.

Meyers sighed and muttered under his breath, "They're all alike."

I furrowed my brow, able to hear him not because he was loud, but because the thought had ran through his head as well. "What are?"

Tom jumped, not realizing someone could have heard him. "Sorry?"

"What's all alike?"

"Demons." He spat. He leaned in closer to me and whispered so Hellboy couldn't hear, "You haven't seen what destruction….he..can do, have you?" he jerked his head over to HB.

"Destruction? He just saved a lot of people's lives." I didn't bother whispering. Hellboy brought his attention to what we were saying.

Manning winced, I had just spoken rather loudly next to his ear, and he didn't want Hellboy to hear our conversation. "He's reckless is what he is. He puts more lives in danger than he saves. People get hurt when he's fighting in a crowded area."

"Yes, because it's a crowded area! I've accidently hurt a few people when I fight, too.

"What, exactly, do you do for this team?" I glared at him, my eyes slowly but surely melting to a furious red.

"Doc, I'd stop if I were you." Warned Hellboy, seeing the change in my eyes.

"You're not me." Manning spat at Hellboy, then turned to me, "But you're not a demon!"

"I'm darn well close to being one!" The volume in the room was increasing with every sentence. Only Hellboy noticed the lab equipment start to vibrate.

"You want to know what I do!"

"You mean besides complaining about what Hellboy does?"

"I have to clean up his screw-ups! Every time he gets seen or photographed, it's ME who has to explain it on television! Every time someone gets hurt because of HIM, it's ME who has to take care of them!"

I flew out of my chair, ignoring the yelps of pain from my body, urging me to sit back down. "He's a better person than you can ever hope to be!"

"HE'S NOT A PERSON!" Manning's face was turning maroon. At any other time, it would have been funny.

"He saves the frikkin' world every day!" I didn't notice when my body finally gave out. I started to collapse when Hellboy came out of his seat to keep me from falling, trying to avoid hurting his own injuries even further.

"Sit down." He said calmly to me. He didn't want me to get worked up over Manning's personal issues against Hellboy. It wasn't the first time this had happened to him.

Manning decided to try and surpress his anger, making his face a deeper maroon. "Demons don't save the world." He had to hiss through his teeth to keep from screaming at me.

"The world is all about choice." My voice was shaking, trying to keep my own volume down. "Demons can choose to be good or evil, as can humans and any other being in and around this dimension." I started laughing weakly. "I'm a teenager, and I already know that. You are always locked up in here or a television studio to never see what goes on in the world. I'm a direct link to the Powers That Be. In my visions, I see so many people doing good and bad things. I've seen people be saved by vampires, demons….and I've seen people get hurt by supposedly good witches." My eyes turned a deeper shade of red. "Like this."

Hellboy tensed, knowing something was going to happen…and it did. A great wind sped through the room, blowing things out of order. My eyes started now to glow red as Manning flew back into a window leading out into the hall. I made sure he wasn't hurt, but the point got through. The wind then stopped and I was standing again. Knowing Prof. Broom wouldn't be happy about this, I grabbed my clean but still tattered t-shirt and put it over my bandages, preparing for the worst.

"…are you going?" Hellboy asked tentatively. He wasn't sure how to feel about me now, even though he threw something at Manning that broke the same window the previous year.

I shared his flashback to when Manning had gathered enough courage within himself to say the same things to Hellboy's face last year. "Geez, Manning needs to get out more, or get a psycho-therapist or whatever.

"I'm not going, don't worry. Just getting ready for whatever your dad has to say to me…..I really hope your dad doesn't have, like, anger management problems or something though. I've had enough yelling to last me a week."

"He'll be fine with you. He'll probably just tell you to control your anger." We both laughed at this.

As if on cue, we heard Broom's voice from the hall. "What is the meaning of this? What happened?"

Hellboy and I walked to the frame where the window should be. Manning looked hysterical. "I want them both locked up, do you hear me! Right now! I want them both behind bars!"

Broom's voice, however, remained calm. "I'm sure there is an adequate explination for all of this?" He directed the question at Hellboy and I.

As if on cue, Hellboy and I simultaneously smiled weakly.
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I hope you liked it! Also, if things seem confusing to you grammar-wise, it's (mostly) not my fault. The editing system for some reason takes out some little symbols, like in the last chap, Abe said that Evan wouldn't be able to control "100 of her power"...it was supposed to have a percent sign. 100 percent. It even took a phrase out of my other story...Oh, well...just try to understand the grammar mistakes. ;)

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