OMG finally I updated. I did a few things I think is kinda cheesy in this chapter. Just one. Yeah. You have been warned.

Since Errol had no home, now that he was alive, Jak and I decided to let him stay in our apartment back home in Haven City. He had the guest room as his own for a while. Jak was out doing some errands Torn told him to do down in Spargus, so Errol and I had the place to ourselves, other than having Marvin around. I was sound asleep in my bed, and he was in the main room working on something. He was sketching random drawings that he saw in his mind.

Suddenly, baby Marvin started crying. The red head let him cry, seeing fit that I might open my door and into the baby room any second. But time stretched on. Marvin's cries for attention grew louder. Quietly, Errol sighed getting up. He scanned for the baby room, and walked in. Cautiously, he picked him up.

Almost instantly, he calmed down and his crying came down to a whimper. He let him strattle on his hip, (or however people hold children on their hip). Marvin clung to him like glue, and Errol wiped his tears, and swayed side to side with a soft shushing sound. I stood behind him, happy to see how well he was with children.

"I'm surprised you know how to handle kids. Quite frankly... He has never done that with me."

Errol turned to face me, glad to see I was awake. "I found a tender side in me when I was dead." He commented as I walked close to him. I put my hands on his neck, and kissed him. He smiled as I clung onto him, sort of sandwiching Marvin between us, gently of course. "Its sort of weird not seeing those tattoos on your face and ears, Errol." I said softly.

"I wish I still could read your mind." He whispered. I put my fore head on his.

I don't.

"Why not?" He asked. I blinked, slightly confused. "What?" "You said you don't."

Wait...

"Hold up. Lets do that again."

I put my head to his.

Do you understand me?

Yes...

HOLY SHIT.

We stared at each other when we parted. "You read my mind! Didn't you notice..." He nodded. We thought about the same thing. "I think Marvin fell asleep." I commented, changing subject. Errol looked down, grinning. "Yep." He whispered, stroking his hair and putting him back in his crib.

"I wonder what else you can do."

He turned, and we looked at each other in the eyes. I put my forehead to his. We didn't think anything. I felt a buzzing sensation coming from his then. After that, it got warm. Very warm. ZAP! It hurt so bad I drew back, stepping away holding my head. I bent down, and Errol immediately came to my attention holding me in my arms. I knew it wasn't his fault.

"I'm sorry." He said softly.

"I'm very sorry. What happened??"

"I don't know." I mumbled in his arms. I looked back at him. His eyes widened in disbelief. "What." He blinked, and his jaw dropped. He walked behind me, and pushed my shoulders forward walking me into the bathroom so I could look in a mirror. I gasped loudly, and touched my face. My facial tattoos were gone! Since he was behind me, when I walked backwards, my back pressed against his chest.

"Oh my g-"

"Does this answer your question?" He asked, wrapping his arms around my waist. I nodded, taking my breath. It was just completely shocking, you know?

"How'd you get THAT one?"

"No clue." He muttered. I was guessing his spiritual powers could make others physical bodies seem pure. Cures all injuries, fixes any scarring, etc. That includes tattoos, in healing them.
A voice came out of my communicator in the other room. It caught my attention. As I walked off, he let go of my waist and followed.

"Laona, it's Torn. We've got a problem. Well, two actually." He said roughly.

I held a button and spoke.

"What is it?"

"Razer escaped from the Kras City prison." Errol frowned and crossed his arms. I looked at him. He didn't look very happy. Neither did I. I swallowed, and asked, "What's the other news?"

There was a short silence.

"It's.. More like bad news than a problem."

He paused hesitantly.

"Kiera was murdered this morning. She's dead."

Another long pause. Nobody exactly cared for Kiera, but it was still a little shocking that one of us was killed. It doesn't matter who. She was one of us.

"Oh." I said dryly.

Errol swiftly and silently left the room before I could even notice.

"Jak found her body at the pumping station when I assigned him to terminate some metal heads."

I sat down and sighed deeply.

"We're planning a funeral in a few days so, head on over to the Naughty Ottsil for some support, will you?"

"Yeah. I'll bring Errol al-"

"Don't bring him. Please." He urged. Errol's' head popped up, interested in the conversation. He could hear every word. "Why not, colonel?" I asked, frowning.

"Because I know him. He's nothing but trouble."

I stood up.

"Don't say that. He's changed now. You know that."

"Laona."

I opened my mouth to speak into the communicator. But nothing came out. Suddenly I remembered how my tattoos disappeared. It would be a shocker to them. Well, they'd find out anyway. "Torn, on second thought I better stay here." I said.

"Laona."

"Yes?"

"As the commander of the Freedom League of Haven City, I order you to attend a public function."

Being stubborn, I decided to end the conversation. I put my communicator in a drawer, and started walking off. Torn's voice was slightly muffled, but I understood what he was saying. "Laona? Are you there?" A wide grin fell on my lips. For once I felt bad. Errol stood in front of me, and I abruptly stopped in my tracks. He like, popped out of nowhere.

"Thanks for standing up for me." He said softly. I laced my fingers with his.

"No problem."

"LAONA!" Torn snapped.

I winced, and leaned my head on his shoulder. "I better go." He wrapped his arms around me. I hugged back. "Ok." He said quietly. I put a hand to his cheek and kissed him. Once I drew back, I was gone.

Once I left, Torn snapped, "Laona, if you don't pick up this g-d damn communicator right now, your license is suspended." Errol sighed, and opened the drawer, and picked it up.

"Guess what bone head. She just walked out the door. You're a pain in the ass, you know that?"

"Zamekhein..." He pushed.

"Jenn?"

Another long silence.

"Nothing." He growled.

LOL sorry AJMS if you don't like me usin' the last names you made for Errol and Torn. I can edit it if you want me to.

ANYWAY I had to get rid of Kiera. R&R plzz