Hi! So this is the second time I upload this chapter, since something went wrong the last time i posted it. Some of the POV markings were missing and made the whole thing really confusing... But anyways! In this chapter there is some violence and kissing, so if you don't want to read about that kind of stuff, don't read. The ending is very rushed and is pretty bad, but at least I tried. Hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or things like that!

Sophie POV

The space around me was pitch black, and really cold. I moved around a bit and discovered that my hands were tied to some kind of hook on the wall, and my legs were tied together as well. A cloth was placed over my nose and mouth, filled with the sweet smell and taste of the sedatives that kept my mind in a drugged fog. Every part of me hurt. My arms, my legs, and my head. A stubborn headache pounded behind my temples. I started counting the breaths I was forced to take when my lungs burned from the lack of oxygen. One. I felt the fog inside my head grow thicker. Two. I felt my eyelids flatter close and my head got heavier. Three. Where was I? What had happened? Four... Why was I counting? Five? I felt the unconsciousness close in and my head fell down on my shoulder as the blackness closed in.

The sound of footsteps awoke me. They echoed through the room in a way that made my whole body shiver. Slowly my mind cleared itself from the weird sogginess, and memories started flowing back to me. The summer dance. That's where it had started. The screams, and cold metal that hit my head. It had been so long since the Neverseen was after me last time, I had figured they were done, but no. They'd found a new chance to capture me, and they'd taken it. After that the only thing I remembered was the sweet smell and- I stopped breathing. I couldn't risk getting drugged again, who knows how long I'd already been out? It could be days, or weeks! But as I moved my face I realized that the cloth was gone. The Neverseen wanted me awake. I heard the sound of the footsteps again.

"Who is that? Show your face!" The words sounded way braver than I was.

"Oh, Miss Foster. I will show my face. And you will be haunted by it forever." She knew that voice. She had heard it before. And she hated it. She hated what he had done to her. What he had done to her family, and to her friends. And she hated that she knew that he was right. She was already haunted by his face in her dreams, along with so many others.

"Brant." I tried to fill my words with as much hate and disgust as I could. He snapped his fingers and a fire started in his hand, spreading a warm light across his face. I looked away. I liked it better in the darkness. His walked closer to me and bent down. Then he grabbed my face with his hand and turned it towards him. I closed my eyes and tried to look calm. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me panicking. He lifted his other hand, with the fire, closer to me. The flames burned hot next to my face, but he kept it away enough so I didn't get injured.

"Why the distance? Afraid to hurt me?" My voice dripped with sarcasm.

"No, but I couldn't destroy this pretty face of yours, now could I?" He sounded calm, but his grip around my face tightened. "I'll have to burn another part of your body." He said with a laugh. The flames moved away from my face, but in the next second I felt the heat against my leg. And this time it was worse. Far worse. I bit my teeth together and resisted the strong urge to scream. All I thought was "don't give him the pleasure, don't give him the pleasure! The pain dragged me under, closing the blackness around me again. But this time I welcomed it. Everything was better than the pain.

Keefe POV

I sat on my bed. Staring into the wall. The last seven hours and nineteen minutes had been absolute hell. At first there had been chaos. Chaos in front of of me, behind me, and inside of me. I tried to process what had happened as I stood frozen on the stage. The music still rang from the speakers. Like background music to the nightmare we had all witnessed. Then people started to understand. A lot of them panicked, and ran out of the building, but some understood the crisis more. They hailed people from the council. I just stood still. Foster was gone. Sophie was gone. I couldn't move. The cloaked figure had just gone for it. Hit her in the head and carried her away. And I had been right there. Why didn't I do anything!? I could have fought! I'm strong, I know that, and I'm smart. I could have saved her, but I let them go. I felt my mind closing in. It got harder to focus, and then I felt everything. Waves of memories, old thoughts and feelings, mixed with new ones. I remembered all the times my dad had told me I was a disappointment and that he didn't deserve a son like me. I remembered times when my pranks had gone really wrong and broke something or hurt someone. And I remembered the fight between me and Sophie. When I had told her those awful things. I was confused. Why all these memories? And why now? There had to be a pattern. Slowly I concentrated on one memory at a time and connected them to my present situation. Feeling bad? Could that be it? Nah, it was to simple. Sadness? Still too big. It had to be something more specific. And then it hit me. Guilt. Guilt for being a failure. Guilt for breaking and hurting. And guilt for causing sadness. Guilt, the one emotion elves couldn't handle. I let Sophie's kidnapper go, and that final bit of guilt would break my mind. NO! Suddenly I was awake again. I had to stop this! To save Sophie I had to be whole. Otherwise she would die! I can save her, I can save her. I whispered the mantra over and over until I believed it. And I was back in my room. Now I just had to come up with a plan to find Foster, save her, and get us home safely. No pressure. If I was her I could just find her with my telepathic ability, and then teleport there. Many inflict if I had too. But I was just an empath. I couldn't find peoples minds with mine, or do any of the other weird stuff she does. I can only feel peoples emotions, when I touch them. Well except for Foster I could feel her emotions from miles away- Ohhhh. And there was my plan. I'll reach out and try to find some emotions, and since I can only hear hers without physical contact I will know it's hers! Then I'll just track the emotions and run there! Which could take weeks, I realized. Huh, better pack a big bag. And I'll need weapons. I tripped away to the room where we kept our weapons. Yes, we have a room for that. When I reached the door I closed my eyes. I needed to remember the code. My photographic memory made it easy to remember the time I had spied on my mom as she entered it, and when I tried the same combination the door did indeed open. One point to the Keefster! Five minutes later I had a bag filled with melders, swords, and other weird weapons I had never seen before. And then I sat in my room again, and reached out.

Sophie POV

I woke up, the room dark once again. My hands was still tied to the hook, but the cloth hadn't been replaced. I decided to be thankful for the small things. Then I heard footsteps again. Brant. He had been coming regularly to torture me, and I guess it was time again.

"Miss Foster! Have you missed me?" I looked away and didn't answer.

"Aw, come on! I know you look forward to these moments in my presence." I just turned to stare at him.

"You kill all the fun!" He lighted a fire in his hand. "Guess we'll just have to get this over with." Then he burned me again. The fires burned my arms and my legs. They licked my face and rolled up my back. I pressed my lips together to prevent the scream resting in my mouth from slipping out.

"You don't have to keep quiet for me you know. It gets so quiet here when I'm the only one talking. And you really haven't said so much." I bit my teeth together even harder. But when Brant moved the fires closer to my body and the smell of burnt meat filled the air, I couldn't keep fighting. I let the scream out, and it echoed through the room. Loud and broken. Just like my heartbeats. Brant slowly backed up with an evil grin on his face. He opened his mouth -as to say something, but then his eyes widened and he fell down beside me. I looked in shock at his unconscious body. And when I looked up to the spot he had been standing I could se the vague outline of a boy standing there. With a glimmering weapon in his hands. The boy was breathing heavily, but didn't take the time to rest. He quickly went behind me and cut of the ropes around my wrists with a knife and then he did the same to the roped around my ankles. I just sat there in shock, to scared to move. Who was this person? Was he a good guy? Or would he do something even worse to me? No, he wouldn't hurt me, he just saved me. And for some reason he felt trustworthy, even though I didn't even know who he was. Until he bowed down. He sat there, just in front of me, with our faces about an inch apart. When I saw his eyes in the dark they seemed to shine, and i felt my heart get wild in my chest even though i was so tiered i could barely breath. I knew that flutter. And I knew the only one who could do that to my heart.

"Keefe?" I whispered.

"Yeah, It's me" he slowly lifted his hand and brushed my hair behind my ear. I started crying. The pain, the horrors, the nightmares, I just couldn't keep it in any more. Keefe carefully lifted me onto his lap and hugged me tight.

"It's going to be alright. I got you now. We just have to get out of here, and then you'll be safe." He whispered into my ear.

"I don't think I can walk..." I started but he interrupted me,

"I'll carry you." He started to stand and pulled me up with him. I flinched with pain as he did so.

"I know it hurts, but just keep it in a little bit longer-" and with one easy move I was in his arms. And all the pain was forgotten. Keefe walked slowly, I assumed it was to save me from further pain, and the only thing I heard was the calming sound of his heart beating. And the only thing I felt was the warmth of his arms around me as I let myself drift of to sleep.

Keefe POV

I had been on my way. Searching through the tunnels and rooms deep beneath the surface, when I heard it. A single scream echoing around me. And it was no doubt Sophie's. I ran faster, following her voice, until I reached the right room. A cloaked figure was standing in front of her with a fire in his hand. A pyrokinetic. And he was hurting Sophie. Her pain radiated off of her in huge waves, threatening to drown me, but I kept steady. This guy would pay for hurting her. For hurting Sophie. I had heard the saying "I saw red" but for me it wasn't like that. I saw black. When the figure backed up a little bit I didn't have to read his emotions to know he was proud of him self. And I couldn't stand that. Before I told it to, my hand grabbed one of the melders and fired a shot straight to his head. It would only keep him paralyzed for like three hours, but that would be enough. Then I turned to Sophie. I released her from all the ropes extremely carefully, I didn't want to hurt her. And when I was ready I bent down in front of her and looked into her eyes. Her beautiful, deep eyes. I loved them. But most of all I loved the girl they belonged to. When she was kidnapped, in all that time of wondering if she was alive, I realized that I actually do. I do love her. If she died, So would I. My life had a meaning with her, and without her I was nothing.

"Keefe?" Sophie whispered slowly.

"Yeah, it's me," I lifted my hand and tucked a strand of hair in behind her ear, and the touch increased the wave of her emotions. I felt pain, sorrow, and anger, but mostly fear. And when she started crying, it really broke my heart. I wanted her to be safe and happy, not afraid like she was now. And i wanted to be the one to protect her. So I hugged her closer.

"It's going to be alright. I got you now. We just have to get out of here, and then you'll be safe." At least I hoped that was the case. And when she pointed out that she probably couldn't walk, i easily picked her up. And I could feel her instantly relaxing in my arms. After just a couple of seconds I felt her fall asleep.

Sophie POV

I slowly woke up by the sun shining in my eyes. Did I really forget to close the curtains again? But as I looked around me I realized that I wasn't in my room. I was at the healing center. And next to me, sat a sleeping boy with styled blond locks. Keefe. My heart started racing, but the rest of me relaxed. He just looked so peaceful.

"Keefe?" I said, trying to wake him up. He didn't though, just snorted a bit and continued sleeping.

"Keefe?" I tried again, a little louder, but he still didn't hear me.

"KEEFE!" I flat out screamed. Keefe quickly broke out of his sleep and scrambled to get up, his stare startled and his hands flailing everywhere.

"Keefe, take it easy," I whispered quietly. He abruptly stopped and turned towards me. And when our eyes met he calmed down. And then he rose to give me a thigh hug.

"You're awake. I thought you were gone, but you're not. You're here. Don't you ever leave me again, I wouldn't survive. I want you here and I want to know that your safe. I missed you." he mumbled so quietly I almost didn't hear him, but I did.

"What happened Keefe? How did you find me?" I whispered, confused. Keefe backed away just enough to look me in the eyes.

"When you were taken everything was a mess. People ran around, crying and screaming. Dame Alina hailed your parents, and they joined the chaos with their own cries. I ran around, trying to find whoever had you, but I failed, I couldn't save you from him." Keefe paused, staring at his hands that were holding mine. He took a deep breath and continued. "I went home, sat in my room staring at nothing for hours, and then my mind almost broke, but just before that happened I realized that would make me unable to find you, and I woke up. Because I can feel your emotions even when I'm not touching you, I was abled to locate you. You were drugged, and sleeping a lot of the time, so your feelings were dull and unclear, but I was still ambled to follow them. And all the training was worth it, I'm way better at reading your emotions now. I can tell that you feel sorry for me, but please don't. I don't deserve it." Keefe looked down again. I took one of my hands out of his, and lifted his face with it. Forcing him to look at me.

"Yes you do. You found me Keefe, you saved me. And I'm not just talking about the kidnapping. You've always made me happy, even when I felt like trash. You've always been there when I thought everyone would leave me. And you made me reach my dream. You made me perform at the summer dance, remember? And that's one of the best things that has ever happened to me. Except bumping into you..." Keefe's mouth slowly curled into an unsure smile.

"Are you saying I'm the best thing that has ever happened to you?" he said.

"Yes, I think I am." And with that I kissed him.

Keefe POV

My head was spinning, around and around at the speed of light, while I was trying to figure out what was happening. Sophie was kissing me. Sophie was kissing me. Sophie was kissing me! Her lips were so soft against mine, and the taste was out of this world! And I think my mind shut of there for a second, because in the next moment one of my hands cradled her waist while the other one was in her hair, holding her closer to me. Her emotions were so strong, hitting me with waves of warmth, and it was one of the best things I had ever experienced. When the lack of oxygen made me all dizzy I carefully ended the kiss, but brought our foreheads together.

"Yes, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Sophie said with a smile, and god was I in love with that smile.

"And you're the best thing that has happened to me." I hugged her again, happy just to have her in my arms. We sat like that for a while, until someone cleared his throat loudly next to us. We jumped away from each other, our faces redder than ever.

"I see that your awake, Sophie." Elwin said. "I'm happy to see that. Do you want your parents to come? They have been sitting outside since you got here, since there is only one chair in here and mr. Sencen here was very early to take it." he continued with a nod in my direction.

"Yes, I would love that. Thank you."

Sophie POV

"Umm... Was I dreaming before or did you really kiss me?" Keefe and I sat in the high grass in the meadow were we made up after our first real fight. The wind was blowing through the trees around us, and the sky was crystal blue.

"It depends. Did it feel like a good dream or a bad one?" I answered, hoping for the first.

"It was the best dream I have ever dreamt."

"Then it was real." I said, and my next thoughts were blown away when he kissed me.

"Yup, it must have been, 'cause that's exactly how I remembered it," Keefe said with a smirk when our kiss ended.

"So how will we do this?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know about Grady and how he will kill you if he finds out about this. And every girl in school, except maybe Biana, is in love with you, and they will hunt me down. So how do we deal with them?" Keefe let out a low laugh.

"Well I'm pretty sure my charm can deal with your dad, but the girls are a problem... 'Cause if I don't stand close to you they'll attach you, but if I do they'll attach me... I'm just too charming!"

"Don't beet yourself up about it." I laughed. "But we'll have to keep this new thing a secret for now okay?"

"I don't want to... But I'll do it for your safety." Another smirk. Then he kissed me again.

So that's it! I will post an epilogue in a while, but it may take some time... If you have any suggestions on what should happen in the epilogue, or have any ideas for any future stories, please tell me in the comments! I love hearing from you, and you really give me life! Bye bye!