Warren saw Layla land in Stronghold's arms, and then pain. The ceiling piece landed on him with a sickening crack. He heard Layla scream his name, than it all became black.

Warren awoke sometime later, trapped under something large and heavy. He was in immense amounts of pain, but he still had no idea why. Then he heard the voices, and it all came back.

"Oh my god. What are we going to do once we get the piece up? He can't be recognizable under there. That thing weighed about a ton!" He recognized Will's voice, muffled as it was.

"We have to call someone! Boomer, and Medulla, and Powers." Zach said. He had no idea what to do.

After a few more moments, they left and he heard sobbing. He groaned, and the noise stopped. He heard bare feet walk slowly towards him. Once he realized it was Layla, he tried to speak, but all that came was a groan.

"Oh my god! Warren? Can you hear me? If you can, groan again!" He groaned to recognize her.

"WILL! Come here, now!" Warren heard running feet. He heard Layla tell Will what had just happened.

"Layla..." was all Warren heard. He heard whispers, as if Will were trying to comfort Layla.

"Please, Will. Just pick the piece up! I don't care what he looks like now. I just need to make sure I'm not crazy. If he's not alive, then call the local insane asylum and put me there if you want. But please, just do this...for me?"

Warren assumed he agreed, because the next thing he knew, the piece was gone and there was light everywhere.

"AHHH! Oh my god! Warren, you're alive? Warren?" Layla had thrown herself on the ground beside, next to a pool of his blood.

He grumbled at her. "What, I couldn't hear that."

"Move my arms straight." He managed to get out.

"OK..." She looked curiously at him, but did as he wished. He focused all of his energies on healing his arms, all the broken fragments of bone and the scratches and gashes on his arms and torso.

Layla gasped. "Warren, your arms...you're not bleeding...they aren't broken..." Zach, Ethan, and Magenta walked in just in time to see Warren healing his arms. In shock, Zach fainted, Magenta , sat down, and Ethan walked up behind Will and Layla.

"I'll explain once I'm healed, can you set my legs up, please? This will be faster and less painful if you and Will help me out here."

Layla and Will looked curiously at each other, but did as he requested. After they had helped him set all his bones, and he had taken time to heal everything up, he sat up and moved weakly to slouch against the wall. He took a moment to regain his breathe and test his other power, then slowly began to tell them of his new power.

"I still can't believe he didn't tell us. I mean, we are his best friends...Hell, we're

his ONLY friends! Why wouldn't he tell us something like this?" Will was frustrated and

confused. He and Layla were walking home from the busy day they had had, and both

were trying to sort through their thoughts.

"He had a lot to think about, I mean, it's a whole new power! Imagine how you

felt when you found out you could fly. He had to go through that, too."

"Yeah, but you were there when I found out! So you knew!" He kicked a near by

tree, which started to fall over. Layla, who was used, but still not pleased, to Will taking

his anger out on trees and having to repair the poor things, waited for Will to catch it and

then repaired it and even made it grow a bit taller to make up for Will kicking it.

"Well, he's different. He's never had friends before us, remember? He probably

didn't know how to tell us, or when."

"Layla, I know I shouldn't be asking this, but why?"

"Why what, Will?"

"Don't play stupid with me, Layla. You know what I'm asking!"

"I don't know why. At homecoming, when I went with him to make you jealous,

it didn't feel weird. Before all the fighting and attacking started, and it was just us...oh, I

don't know. I liked it. He was so sweet; he got me drinks, and danced with me once. He

was different then normally, and it was nice. Then when all the fighting started, he made

sure I was safe and didn't let anything happen to me. TO tell you the truth, when you and

I kissed, I was confused. I was happy, because I had liked you for so long. But then

again...I had been hoping it would be Warren kissing me..." Layla had stopped walking,

and had a sad, dreamy look on her face.

"But how can you not be mad at him? He lied to us! He didn't tell us about his

new power. Why wouldn't he tell us? Haven't you thought about that? That maybe he still doesn't trust any of us, even you?"

"Of course I've thought about that, Will! I'm just not angry like you. I'm confused."

Silence descended on the duo, and as they approached Will's house, Layla

proceeded next door to her own home. Not wanting to deal with her mom right now,

Layla made the baby Birch in their front yard grow so she could slide into her room

window.

"Swinging from birches me ass. 'One could do worse than be a swinger of

birches' Stupid Frost. Yeah instead of swinging on the birches, they could be a faller of

birches and land on their ass. This stupid one keeps bending over to set be down. Stupid

Birch, I want to go UP! Not down! GAH!"

She jumped out of the Birch and shrunk it to it's normal size, then made the

Maple tree in Will's yard extend to her roof. "Much better. I love Maple's they don't let

you down...no pun intended. Geez, I'm talking to myself again."

Layla changed into her pajamas, climbed into bed, and waited for sleep to take

her. The thoughts wouldn't fade from her mind though. She couldn't stop wondering why

Warren hadn't told her. And she would have all weekend to think; it was Friday.