A.N. Hoo-ha! This story is actually pretty fun to write! Hope you're enjoying as much as I am, thanx for everything, folks. Huokaus: You know… and I feel sort 'a retarded for this, the ideas I got from an episode of "Smallville" which I don't usually watch. Guess its good I did, eh? Thanx for the review! Still more to come. Oh, and I know some of u didn't understand how she lost her sight to begin with but I think I've cleared that up in chapii 2. If not, then sorry. It worked out fine in my head but somehow I think it came out wrong on paper. '

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"You aren't seriously going to stay here are you?" Susan asked as she fumbled with the frosted glass doors to her bedroom.

"Yes, I am. I was ordered to sit watch over you at all times, so that's what I'm going to do." Marcus said with audible mirth in his tone of voice.

"Just wonderful, a fulltime babysitter. Do you work minimum wages or are you the pricy type?" She asked, her voice oozing sarcasm.

"Nope, I'm already paid and provided for. I can stay as long as it takes." She grumbled to herself as she climbed into bed. "Lights," She called out of habit, though it made no difference.

Marcus settled down on the couch in Ivanova's living area with a blanket and pillow and found himself drifting between the conscious and unconscious plains thinking of the drama actually entailed in the situation his Susan faced.

Yes, his Susan. He had begun to refer to her as his a while ago, and although Steven probably would have laughed at him and told him exactly how crazy it sounded, Marcus couldn't think of anything more fitting to call her.

Susan turned over yet again in her sleep. She wondered for a moment if this was all a dream, but then kicked herself mentally reminding the clashing voices in her head that she didn't believe in dreams.

-Is this how it's going to be from now on? Will I never see again?- The questions tormented her as somewhere along the line she fell into uneasy sleep. In her dreams, the inner voices that warred constantly for supremacy whispered in her mind.

What will you do now? One voice asked her. With out your site, you won't be able to go back to your work with the league, or Earth force, or anyone for that matter!

Another voice spoke up after the last, What will you do? You'll never see your friends again, you'll never see anything! You'll be helpless! Vulnerable… week.

"No." Susan mumbled in her dream as well as in reality. You'll never see his beautiful green eyes again. The first voice chided with impish implications.

-Now where the hell did that come from!- Susan thought to herself as the weighing questions continued to poor over her.

Marcus, who had slipped back into consciousness, heard her voice and got up after his curiosity won the fight. He pulled back the frosted glass doors to find Susan tossing and turning under her sheets mumbling on in what he assumed was Russian, for it was neither standard nor any language of the league worlds that she knew.

"Susan?" Marcus whispered softly as he knelt down by her bedside. "Susan?" He reached out to her and gently shook her bare shoulder to wake her.

Suddenly in a flourish of sheets and hair Susan sat straight up in her bed and snatched his hand from her shoulder gripping it tightly in her smaller hand. The sensation that followed was the most sensational and terrifying he had ever experienced.

It was like… well, like nothing. It was something completely of its own. Words, colors, sounds, pictures, as if watching a vid in an extra fast-forward mode. Like falling through an ice-cold waterfall of pure thought and emotions to land in the bottomless pool below, and it was the most terrifying sensation imaginable.

Susan dropped his hand as if its contact pained her and didn't seem to fully wake for a few moments. Marcus found himself on the floor staring up at the still figure about, eyes wide with the shock of terror and adrenaline.

"Marcus!" Susan whispered with horror echoing in her voice. What every the hell that was, it was not supposed to happen, there for should not have. "Are… are you okay?" She asked slipping off the edge of the bed and reaching out to the man on the floor next to her.

"Susan, what the bloody hell was that?" She could hear the fear and uncertainty in his voice and quickly lowered her hands so as not to scare him any further.

"I don't know, I didn't mean to…" She reached her hand out and found his bracing him to the floor. But as soon as their skin came to contact he jerked his away fleeing to the door on his backside before standing and backing away further.

"No, Susan. Just… stay put. I'm going to go retrieve Doctor Hobbs. Just sit still until I…" He didn't wait to finish his sentence before bolting for the door and leaving Ivanova where she sat on the floor.

"Sukin Syn. What did I do? How did I…" Hot tears slid from her eyes and Susan dearly wished she could see something, anything. A sneaking suspicion told her that her latent telepathy had somehow broken through and it had something to do with compensation of the senses.

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"Susan, why didn't you tell me?" Steven Franklin stood at the end of the examination table that Ivanova sat atop. He had only returned moments before Doctor Hobbs called him in on a very important matter.

Susan looked in the general direction of his voice and hoped the look she gave would explain enough. "Okay, that I understand, but why couldn't you have told me, or Sheridan? We're your friends, Susan, if you can't tell us then who?"

"No one! Tell no one. That's what I was told." Susan lowered her head when she got the distinct feeling that Steven was staring at her. "And Sheridan already knows. I told him when Lyta came on board looking for the Psi-corps spy."

Steven stayed quiet fro a long time and Susan wanted nothing more than to break the silence, but couldn't bring herself to speak. In the end Franklin spoke again. "Have you ever done… what ever it is you did back there, before?" He asked tentatively.

"No. The only person I've ever been able to read was my mother. I don't even know what happened!" Tears returned to her eyes and Susan quickly corrected her wavering emotions back into check.

"Well, so far we can only guess," Franklin told her taking on his professional voice again, "But I'm thinking that your telepathy is trying to make up for your lack of vision and in that case there's nothing we can do except put you on…"

Ivanova cut him off as soon as she realized what he would suggest. "Not a chance in hell Steven. I will not let you put me on sleepers, no matter what."

"Well, then I suggest you get used to this, because if I'm right, then the longer you can't see, the more powerful your teep abilities will become."

Susan walked in total silence as one of the lab techs guided her back to her quarters. She sat mulling ever little detail over in her head until she came to a conclusion. Reaching for her com link she called for the only person she could think of.

"Commander? Can I do something for you?" A female's voice answered her call.

"Hello, Lyta. Can we talk?"

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A.N. Okay, I'm gonna stop there before I get too carried away and the chapii never ends, eh? Sorry for the delays on the update, but schools being a b-otch right now and I've got a thesis paper and a play to read by tomorrow, then a polo game, and the list goes on and on so I'll get to chapii four as soon as possible… how long that will be I donno, but I will! Promise! PLEAZ REVIEW!

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