Disclaimer: Like most things created by other people, the characters are not mine. I just intend to borrow them, and then return them to their creators none the worse for wear. The plot is mine, but only so far as I was intrigued and inspired by The Covenant, the movie more so than the graphic novel.

Hands on the wheel, engine purring like a kitten, and a gorgeous girl by his side, Caleb Danvers should have felt the happiest he'd been in his relatively short life. Against all odds, he'd held off (and possibly destroyed) the last son of the bastard Putnam line. Sarah was alive, and he'd survived the pain and shock of his Ascension. There was no doubt in his mind that Kate and Pogue would come out all right, physically at least.

So why wasn't he happy?

Ascensions weren't supposed to have aftershocks. There was nothing written in the Book-- or any book, for that matter-- suggesting that a second jolt came to the Ascendant after the particularly nasty sensation of being torn apart and reformed from gelatin.

The implications would make Caleb sick to his stomach, if he weren't still high off endorphins.

He could roll away from the ruins of the Putnam barn, drop Sarah off at the school, and return home to his nice, soft, bed. He could sleep off the aftermath of his Ascension, call Reid and Tyler before crashing to let them know he and Sarah are both fine, and visit Pogue in the afternoon. He could forget, if only for a few hours, that something was completely, terribly, unspeakably wrong, and he was in the eye of a hurricane.

Caleb stared through his reformed windshield, jaw working silently.

"Hey," came a voice to his right.

"Hey."

"You all right?" Sarah asked.

"Yes. No. I'm not sure. It should be enough that I'm alive, but..." Caleb sighed, and looked over at the blonde.

"Something feels off?"

"Yeah. I mean, and I really shouldn't be telling you this, but prophecy isn't exactly part of my family's heritage."

Sarah smiled, no humor behind the expression.

"It doesn't have to be," she said. "Gut feelings are just part of what make us..."

"... human. Yeah. I guess there's nothing supernatural about it, all by itself," Caleb agreed. He looked back through the windshield before adding, "Do you mind if I run an errand before I take you..."

"Back?" Sarah finished the question for him. After Chase's attacks, the "residence hall" no longer felt like home. "Yeah. Sure."

"Okay, then," Caleb agreed, putting the car in "drive".