Greg looked up at the ceiling he had been unable to sleep even though he'd been physically occupied. His nightmares were almost non stop since the day he'd first begun hearing whispers in his head those had now stopped. Janus had sent him to a Doctor who had discovered something but had never told Greg that it was anything but stress. However the medicine Greg was prescribed, seemed to be for something other than stress. He had finished the journal days ago, and he had so far been able to change certain events but breaking his ties with Malcolm Janus had been Impossible the man had him, in a vice like grip. He knew too many of Stillson's secrets. Greg realised that he was trapped. "So how do I go against this guy?" He thought he hadn't been keeping up with his own personal journal knowing now that it was being read. Janus knew that he had the journal Johnny had given to Miranda. and had been searching for it. But Greg had hidden that in the one place Janus hadn't thought possible. Greg knew that it would be safe there He had taken the journal back to Smith house. So the for the moment things were fairly stable. Of course he had become better friends with Harlan Ellis, and soon the two men were discussing what was going on. "I've been wondering what's going on with you Greg you seemed to have been hit with a major stress disorder. At least that's what Malcolm Janus was saying the last time he was here." Ellis said.
"I was, but I think it's getting better." Greg replied. "After what we've both been through, well you know how it is"
"Yeah, " Ellis replied. Stillson looked at him. "Have you decided what to do about Bregor?"He asked. Ellis looked out the window to see Bregor standing there his head lowered as if grazing. the huge bay was quieter these days Harlan had taken up the job of caring for the huge bay. "He's entered in a show that would have paid off everything. I owe. I don't have a rider, he's Miranda's horse still, and I doubt there's anyone who could Ride him and win." Greg looked at the Stallion. "Maybe there's one person in this whole world who could ride him, and I'll bet she's open to the idea"
He tells Harlan. Then the two men went inside.
Jimmy Parsons, smiled as he looked out his window the sedan was still there. Janus was keeping a close watch on him he had to wonder if the others were as closely watched. Janus couldn't prove anything was going on but the guy had something on his mind. "Hey Cassie," He said into his cell phone. AS he reclined on his bed. "How has your new job been going?" At the other end of the Call a Person we have seen in Greg Stillson's office in DC, sits out on the mall with a Cellphone in hand "Oh it's alright though this place isn't meant for Me. I'm really considering quitting this dump. The interns especially the female interns are looked at like they're the newest thing on the menu"
She said. "I never should have let David, talk me into this. But what else is new?" She said sounding almost bored. Jimmy was smiling.
"You know I love you for your mind." He said. It was them Cassie made a dirsive cough. "MEN!" She said as she changed tone again.
" After the all time we spent together, I thought I was more to you than just another Brainiac." Cassie said in mock disgust. Jimmy was writing and took down the web address Cassie through code was giving him. Then he went and took his afternoon walk to Jessies, The two boys found the site easily and got their info on where their payment would be left.
Cassie had already been paid. She had to shake the goons sent after her by Janus, but it all worked out. Her mind tricks, not working on the men in the car, She opted for the car tires instead. Blowing out all four at once. Mr. Foster had been most generous this time which meant that he had the pair of psychics he wanted. Cassie had to wonder if it was going to be that easy to get them to shack up. But wasn't that part of the reason for the faking of the letter and the journal? Bannerman was supposed to find the journal after Stillson took it back to Smith house thus putting the blame For Johnny's murder on the Congressman. The Sheriff hadn't even mentioned the missing Journal The books Johnny secretly kept. It took her months of studying the man to get the writing style down. His most commonly misspelled words even the way he had everything laid out as far as the text it'self. She had copied all of this carefully. The idea that she had put another human being into a form of slavery hadn't occured to her. She hadn't found the fact was she wouldn't be here if not for the help of Steven Foster. Her family line would have ended with her father. That was the only thing she really thought about the plans that Foster had for Johnny Smith, and Terri Reaves. That was not her concern. Johnny would have his perfect life, and Terry would begin to come out of her shell and their children, would carry on the power that was their birthright. This was a very desireable outcome. Jimmy was something that could be taught, and that made him a dime a dozen commodity and even though she liked him she knew that she would seek out one like herself. That would be a great thing because she could pick out another psion, from a data base and that would make for a great life. Johnny Smith would have a fine life after he was introduced to Terri. He'd marry her, and there'd be no stress for him about a "Mundane" woman becomming interested in him only to leave him because they couldn't deal with his ability.
Steve Foster was watching as the men who had brought Johnny Smith from the east coast, island, where he'd been kept over the past three months, in complete seclusion, so that He would be kept safe from Stillson's Spies and other dangers that had begun to gather, around the noteriety the man had around him. They had to prod him a little as he was looking around at the huge house, it was the first time he'd seen anyplace other than the Island's small cabin on the Island. They had chosen this place far from the East coast. to bring their two psychics together. Terri had been kept in a secluded place on the Great lakes. This Ranch near Aspen Colorado, was a perfect place to begin their new lives. "Hey, This way!" one of the handlers tried to guide the man. away from the huge television. Foster had to smile It had been a long time since Johnny had seen a television. and he had probably been shocked to see it. He hadn't been able to keep up with what Stillson had been up to. This wasn't a lot. Stillson had been found to be a little lost, His powerbroker, had sent him on a retreat. While his staffers tried to assess the dammages from the last debates. Foster had used the information Parsons had obtained on Stillson's agenda, like a pro. And the younger man had no defense against the attack that was being made against him. Though it was a valiant effort.
Foster's spin doctors made it sound like Greg Stillson was trying to put the country into an age of darkness that it would never recover from. Which though it was true Stillson tried very hard, to Contradict his opponent, Foster had him, And Greg knew it. That angered Stillson but he had no idea how Foster had gotten so much information. Foster had wished he had let Johnny see the debates let him know that the problem the man had forseen was not set in stone. It could still be changed. But seeing the psychic, stand there totally mesmerised, was actually very amusing. soon the handlers had him moving again. "Take it easy on him gentlemen , He's not a prisoner he's a guest." Foster called down to them then he joined them down stairs in the living room of the ranch house. "He's..." The first began but Foster only looked at the man amused with the way his own people seemed to know him well enough to back off. Johnny stood there as Foster came over to him. "Things have been going very well John, With your disappearence Stillson is actually losing votes. " Sorry I hadn't meant to keep you in such seclusion for so long." Foster told him "I had a lot on the board if you know what I mean." Johnny stood there silently. There was a team that Janus had hired, closing in on where you were, other wise I'd not have moved you from The island." He added. "When can I go home?" Johnny asked. That question made Foster look at his men. "I'm afraid that with the way Janus is looking for you, and the slow reaction of the legal system to this threat, that there's no way I can let you go home for a while. People like those Janus works for are ruthless and if their people find you it's game over. " Steve said. Johnny looked at him. then he realised that Foster had no intention of letting him go back What had his friends been brought to believe? What was going to happen, when Foster had what he wanted? Johnny looked at the two men. on each door then at Foster. "Don't worry John, you're too valueable." He said Foster smiled as he offered Johnny a glass of something in a decanter nearby. But When Johnny refused it He Shook his head. "You don't have to look at it that way John. You're not losing your friends, You're regaining your life as it should have been. Can you tell me that you didn't once feel anger at what was taken from you? Your career, The family that should be yours."Steve met his eyes as Johnny looked up. "Stillsonand Janus both wanted you dead!" Foster added. "I promise you you will go home one day"
Smith doubted that but had to accept the offer, since he had no idea where he was. "I know you are afraid and have no reason to trust me, But I promise you will be able to go home." He offered Johnny his hand. Johnny decides to take that hand His abilities show him a delivery room a woman who is having a child... his child? He watches the child born, Then sees a window behind the bed Foster stands there looking at the Doctor who's smiling at him. Johnny watches him take the child, and leave the doctor in the observation room. He takes the Child to his own wife. "We have a son." He tells her. Johnny watches the woman on the bed. She's far too quiet
