Andy's Pov
I was sitting in the medical area with Lauren. Josh was trying to get the bullet out of her arm.
"It hurts," Lauren said, wincing as Josh tried to get the bullet out of her arm.
"Just hold still. I've never done this before." Josh said holding a pair of tweezers awkwardly.
"Can't you just heal it?" I said nervously. Lauren's powers were still active. I was afraid to try to stop the stuff around us from shaking because of what happened to that purifier guy.
"No, I can't just heal it. I have to get the bullet out first. Do you want a bullet stuck in her arm causing her pain for the rest of her life?" Josh said, slightly annoyed. "Now both of you shut up so I can get the bullet out and heal Lauren."
Lauren and I shut up. Josh finally got the bullet out and as he was pulling it out Lauren winced and a ceiling light behind us imploded.
"Sorry," she said grimacing.
Josh sighed and looked at the glass on the floor. "It's fine." he put his hand over the wound and green light emitted from his hand. After a couple of seconds, he took his hand away and the wound was mostly gone. All that remained was a small scratch that looked like it was done by a cat. That was going to be really helpful.
"Wow that's cool," Lauren said looking at where the bullet wound was. Josh nodded smiling slightly.
"Yeah, How did you even get shot? I thought that you could make these like shield things that can stop bullets," Josh said.
"I can. I was looking around a corner not expecting someone to be there ready to shoot at me as soon as I looked around the corner," Lauren said as she inspected her arm.
"Ah, makes sense," Josh said as he went to go clean up the glass.
Lorna, Marcos, and Esme walked in followed by Mia and Jack, "So are either of you going to give a better explanation of what happened than what you gave when you walked in the door?" Lorna asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrow at us.
I sighed. All we said when we walked in the door was 'Wes died. Rebecca killed him. Purifiers attacked and Lauren got shot.' So good summary, but worry inducing. We explained what happened. When Mia explained how she stopped the purifiers attacking her I was impressed. She said she was running off of pure gut instinct and adrenaline.
"Wow," Lorna said when we finished explaining. "I'm sorry I asked you to go. We haven't had any problems with supply runs before. I guess we have to be more careful now that we know there's a spy."
"It's fine Lorna. It wasn't your fault." Lauren said. Sometimes it feels like all we do is tell each other stuff isn't each other's fault.
"Maybe if Esme worked a little harder at finding out who the spy was this wouldn't have happened," Marcos said really passive-aggressively.
"Sorry, but I can't read everyone's minds at one Marcos. It is impossible, we've only known about the spy for a little over a week. It's gonna take time for me to figure it out." Esme said.
"Well try harder," Marcos said, crossing his arms.
"Let's not argue amongst ourselves. That's what the spy wants and we're not giving the spy what they want. Got it?" Lorna said. She turned to me and Lauren and handed me a phone. "Call your Mom and tell her what happened. She'll want to know."
"Do we have to tell her?" I said taking the phone reluctantly.
"I feel like that's a bunch of added stress and worry that she doesn't need," Lauren said, summing up the rest of my thoughts perfectly.
"Yes, you do. Now go do it." Lorna said, pushing us out of the room. I sighed and dialed the number as we walked back to our room.
Lauren's Pov
I had just hung up talking to Mom. Andy had given me the phone once he dialed it. Apparently, I was better at explaining stuff. She freaked when I told her what happened, obviously. She wanted to come back but Andy and I told her that she had to stay in Baltimore, they needed her. I really didn't want her to come home and smother me. I love my mom but sometimes she can be really overbearing. She tries so hard to understand but she just doesn't get it.
"You good?" Andy asked. He was sitting on his bed drawing something.
"Yeah, it's just, how can our lives possibly suck this much?" I said, flopping at the end of his bed.
Andy sighed and put down his notepad, "You know, I've been asking myself the same question for months."
I stared at the ceiling thinking about what happened. I just couldn't stop thinking about Wes dying. I could barely believe that it actually happened. I wasn't sad anymore per se, I don't know, I couldn't describe the feeling. It was like a mixture of anger, sadness, and some weird emotion I couldn't pinpoint. I just felt weird. I was really sad at first but during the car ride back I guess I just pressed all of my emotions down and now I feel somewhat numb to it. I don't know.
"How's your arm?" Andy asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.
"It's fine. You know for how much it hurt I can barely feel it at all now. It's just like an oddly placed paper cut." I said running my hand over the area. "Are you okay?"I asked him.
"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" He said with a blank expression on his face.
"Well, you just had to fight your ex-girlfriend who died and came back, and now really wants to kill you and apparently just random people too," I said, turning to lay on my side to face him.
Andy looked down, "I just keep trying to convince myself that this isn't happening. I still feel bad for her, she was tortured in that mental hospital for over a year. It made her go crazy. I guess I don't want to admit to myself that this is happening."
I nodded, "Yeah, it's hard not to feel bad for her. What those humans did to her, was awful, but there were definitely better ways she could have handled that trauma." I laughed, "I mean look at us, hiding underground ignoring trauma. It's been working great for us, hasn't it," I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, we handle trauma perfectly compared to her," Andy said smiling. I watched as his smile faded as he thought of something else. "Lauren, what happened earlier with that purifier, that wasn't normal or good."
I sat up, "No it wasn't. He just disintegrated. I could feel it happen." I said, my chest heavy.
"I could too. I think both of our powers were affecting the same thing and because we do opposite things the molecules just sort of freaked," he said motioning with his hands.
"This isn't good. We can barely control our powers as it is and adding this... this new thing. As much as I hate to agree with Sentinel Services, I'm going to have to agree with them on this one and say we're dangerous." I looked down at my hands as a tear fell onto my fingers.
"That's one thing they weren't wrong about," he said. "Maybe it would be best for everyone if we just left and went where we couldn't hurt anyone by accident."
"Don't think like that." I said, "We can't think like that. We'll just fall back into that depression pit that we were in two months ago. I don't want to end up back in there." I could feel his emotions, he was mad at himself yet sad at the same time. Feeling his emotions was affecting how I was feeling.
Andy nodded, "Sorry, it- it was just something that crossed my mind."
I pulled him in into a hug, "We'll figure this out. Let's not tell anyone though, there is still a spy here somewhere, and if they know our powers are freaking out more than normal. That won't be good."
"Yeah. There is still that problem to deal with," Andy said, pulling away from me. He stood up, "You want to go find ice cream, we never actually got it last time."
"Sure why not," I said smiling, happy for the distraction.
Lorna's Pov
Marcos and I were sitting in our bedroom talking about what happened to Lauren and Andy during the supply run. I blamed myself for what happened, I'm the one that asked them to go even though I knew there was a spy and I knew that the Inner Circle was working with the purifiers.
"It's my fault," I said.
"Lorna..." Marcos started.
"It is. I asked them to go. They both didn't want to but I told them it would be fine. Then they said okay that they would do it, as a favor to me." I said.
"Lorna you couldn't have known that this would happen. We could never have predicted it," he said tucking my hair behind my ear.
"But it did happen, Marcos," I said standing up frustrated.
He grabbed my hand "And it wasn't your fault."
"Then why do I feel like it is," I said a tear falling down my cheek.
"It's the Inner Circle's and you know it. They are behind this," he said as I sunk back down onto the bed.
"I know but I just feel like asking Andy and Lauren to do this somehow enables them to attack," I said.
Marcos kissed my head gently "They would have attacked whether or not Andy and Lauren were there." he said, "Maybe if Esme worked a little harder at finding the spy..."
I cut him off, "She's trying her best. Don't be too hard on her, she's going against her sisters. That can't be easy."
"I know I'm just mad at her. She could try a little harder," he said. He has that face when he's annoyed at someone but doesn't fully blame them.
"She's trying as best she can Marcos. She's been talking to Leah trying to figure out everything she knows. Whether it's relevant or not." I said, putting my hand on his arm.
"I know she's trying. I just feel like she could be doing more," he said, sighing.
"I know, just cut her some slack," I said gently
"I'll try," Marcos said smiling gently.
I sighed, "I love you, you know that."
"Yeah, I do," Marcos said, kissing me on my cheek. I giggled
"Let's go to sleep. It's been a long day, correction, a long couple of weeks." I said laying down on the bed smiling.
Esme's Pov
Marcos had been very passive-aggressively hinting at me for the past week that I could be doing more to find the spy. I've been trying to find the spy but so far to no avail. I just can't figure it out. I feel like the answer is right in front of me and I just can't see it.
I went to go talk to Leah, we had been talking quite a bit the past week and a half that she'd been here.
"Hey Leah," I said as I sat down on the couch next to her we were the only ones in the room.
"Hey, what's up?" Leah said.
"Oh, nothing. It's just Marcos has been being a little passive-aggressive lately and I wanted someone to talk to who doesn't know him. Someone that won't just say 'cut him some slack he's really stressed right now, we all are' I know everybody's stressed. I'm a telepath for crying out loud." I said.
Leah laughed and said smiling, "Yeah, I get it."
Her laugh was so beautiful. I glanced at her gray eyes with electric blue lighting going through them.
Leah tucked her hair behind her ear. She shifted in her seat a little bit. She looked up at me. Wow, she was so pretty. She looked at me smiling.
I looked away and I felt her lips on mine. I was surprised and my eyes widened for a second before I closed them and leaned into the kiss. It was a blissful couple of seconds before she pulled away. I was in a state of shock as I just stared at her still being able to feel the ghost of her kiss on my lips.
Leah looked at me for a second, like she was surprised with herself before saying, "I'm sorry, I just-" I cut her off by kissing her again.
She pushed me back against the couch and kissed me harder. I could feel her hands gently pressing at my waist as she kissed my neck, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
I heard the door open and Leah quickly got up. I sat up very alert and looked at the door.
Lorna looked at me with her eyebrows raised as she stood with her hand still on the doorknob, "I was going to ask if you wanted to do something but I think you're a little preoccupied. A little word of advice, lock the door." She closed the door again as she left. I was blushing profusely, I could feel the embarrassment pouring off Leah.
I turned to look at her, she was biting her lip, her beautiful grey eyes wide.
"Whoops, guess we should have thought of that," Leah said, laughing awkwardly.
I laughed, "Yeah." I said, getting an idea of something I could do, "You stay here, I'll be right back."
"Okay," Leah said leaning back against the couch, her smile mischievous. I smiled and got up. I had the best idea.
3rd Person Pov
Leah was sitting on the couch waiting for Esme to come back. She was leaned up against the couch with a magazine in her hand. She kept shifting nervously.
The door opened. Leah sat up smiling, her smile disappeared as an unfamiliar silhouette appeared in the doorway.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"No," A male voice responded. He twirled a gold knife in his hand as he walked towards her.
Leah took a sharp breath when she saw the knife "Oh my god, you're the spy," she said, her heartbeat speeding up.
"Perceptive," the spy said. She began to try to find another way out of the room. She quickly realized there weren't any.
Leah started backing up slowly, "What do you want with me?" she asked, her voice shaking.
"Nothing, you are inconsequential to my plan. You're just in my way," he said. He was completely calm and had an air of confidence about him.
"Then what do you want with me? I won't help you." Leah said as she backed into the wall.
The spy was in front of her, stopping her from going anywhere, "I don't need your help. I'm here to kill you. You betrayed the Inner Circle. I would have killed Lorna first but you were much more convenient. I will, of course, kill Esme, but I have to get creative with her because she's a telepath. As for Andy, well I have a very special plan for him and his sister, just to tie up some loose ends."
He plunged the knife into her gut. Leah gasped as the knife went in. A cold feeling spread across her body. She fell to the ground as the spy took the knife out of her, blue lines now running across the blade.
"I have things I need to do. Have a nice rest of your life, or should say a few minutes." The spy said as he walked out the door closing it behind him.
Leah was laying on the floor, her hand clutching her stomach desperately trying to stop the bleeding.
Esme walked in, holding a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. "So I found some wine a while back..." She trailed off as she saw Leah on the ground. "Leah." she ran over to her discarding what she was holding on the couch.
Leah tried to talk, "The spy... he..." she gasped.
"Shh, just try to hold on alright. I'm going to go get help." Esme said, her heart going a million miles per second. She ran out of the room, looking for Josh. His healing powers could save Leah she assured herself as she rushed towards the medical area.
*Hello, enjoy another really long chapter! I just finished writing the rest of this fanfiction and am going to start publishing a lot more frequently and hope you liked the name change. Also, enjoy this cliffhanger, I'll probably be publishing the next part tomorrow so the wait won't be too long. :)*
