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Okay... I put the wrong chapter up but it seems as though no one has noticed. Slightly good.

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Carrie breathed in and out, slowly and carefully as she stared up at the ceiling. She had been doing so for almost an hour now, simply looking up brightly lit yellow ceiling. It wasn't the white she had woken up to when she had first been captured and surely wasn't the darkness that had been welded to her face once they had established that she was dangerous. It wasn't even the cream of her ceiling in her old home, the one that she had stared up at for hours on end with nothing else to do. It was something different, something nicer and oh she was sure that it was something better.

"Carrie…?" a voice whispered. The blond closed her eyes and attempted to close out that voice. No. No, even if this ceiling was here, she wouldn't be tricked into believing that someone loved her. She would not think that someone had actually come back for her, had decided that she was worth looking for, worth being with.

"Please Carrie, look at me," the voice urged, sounding wet with tears. Carrie shook her head and turned to her side, placing hands over her ears. She wouldn't be tricked. No, please no. A warm hand touched her shoulder, burning a hole into her skin. She flinched but didn't move from under the touch as the smell of something sweet filled her nose. It smelled like her, it sounded like her but it was impossible for it to be her. No. No. Even though she remembered bits and pieces of her revenge on that torturous place, even though she could recall seeing that girl with her blond hair and hearing her voice attempting to call her from her hole of uncaring, she refused to believe it to be any more than a simple hallucination. No. It wasn't real. No. No.

"Carrie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You were right to give up all that time ago. They pushed you so far, they… we… I pushed you. I made you keep going, pushing you closer and closer to the edge until you had no room to move. Even when they took everything from you, shoved you off that cliff, I was there to give you another kick. But not this time Carrie. This time I wanna protect you. I want to catch you as you fall. Please, give me one more chance. You won't have to fight any longer… just… fall into my arms," Sue fell silent and began to run her fingers through Carrie's hair. Someone had washed it. She remembered, being held under the delightfully warm water while someone carefully ridded her body of all the dirt and grime and blood. They washed her hair, somehow stopping the soap from getting into her eyes… she looked over to Sue. She had been there, talking to her every step of the way. Even after they were all piled into the plane, strapped in. Even when Carrie had fallen asleep.

"Sue," she whispered. The woman's blue eyes jumped to her face and she came closer, biting her lip to stop the small smile on her face.

"Carrie?"

"Sue… please, don't leave me again," she begged and held her arms open. Sue let out a watery laugh and jumped into her arms, squishing the smaller girl but Carrie did not care. She simply curled under the other's weight, clutching at the front of her shirt and resting her head on Sue's chest. Tears pooled in her eyes and ran down her cheeks as she smiled her first smile in what felt like years. Oh she had missed her, had missed everything. Sue smell of flowers and freedom, her hearts beat—

Carrie stiffened as she realized that yes, she was listening to two heartbeats and not only that, she could feel two life forces on top of her. Now why…? Carrie pulled back and nearly screamed in shock as she saw the nearly alien like bulge erupting from Sue's middle. Sue was pregnant, well Carrie had remembered that she was pregnant but how long had she been in that Hell? Surely it had been more than a few months!

"How long…? How long did they keep me?" Carrie murmured, reaching out. She frowned as she felt this baby. It was a girl, yes but this baby felt different. She saw a different little girl, this one not with Tommy's brown hair and eyes. No, this one would have Sue's amazing smile and bright green eyes that sparkled so prettily and…?

"You were gone… Carrie you were gone for nearly four years," Sue murmured as though she wasn't quite sure that Carrie wanted to know the truth but she did. She felt her lips form in an 'o' shape and wondered what she looked like now that she was either twenty or nearing twenty one. Hopefully she had grown into something a bit prettier than the ugly duckling teenager she remembered herself as.

"So… you uh, you had the baby?" Carrie inquired, trying to think about something else than her lack of knowledge.

"I sure did and I named her Petunia," Sue grinned nice and large, looking extremely proud.

"Petunia? Those are my favorite flowers," she recalled absently as though it were another Carrie that liked petunias which meant that she probably did as well. Sue didn't seem to notice this thought pattern for she nodded and grabbed Carrie's hand to guide to her belly. Oh, oh! Carrie's eyes widened as she felt the tiny little foot hit her hand. It was so strong—this little girl was going to be so amazingly strong.

"Just like her godmother," Sue murmured, bringing the other blond to the realization that she had been speaking out loud. Carrie shot her eyes to her friend's face, confusion lighting her gaze. Sue nodded and gathered her hands into hers, "I couldn't name you godmother for Petunia because I thought you were… well, that doesn't matter because you're not. When this baby is born, when little Lily comes into the world, will you be her godmother?"

"You… you don't mean that," Carrie shook her head. Who would want her near a child? She was a freak, someone to laugh at and kick when she was down. She was a monster that had murdered her entire school, set them aflame, destroyed their entire town until people that weren't in the school found themselves electrocuted and dead for simply being there. She had killed her own mother, had buried her corpse under a mountain of rocks only to selfishly escape and live, live to go to Hell and bring down the fury of a witch—

"Carrie!" Sue shouted, her voice echoing in her head. The blond blinked and realized that her friend was clutching desperately onto her, fear pouring off of her. Of course she was scared, the bed and anything that wasn't nailed to the ground now floated high in the air. They were almost touching the ceiling, so very high up.

"I can't be the godmother. I can't. I'm damaged, dirty, evil. I'd hurt her and you—you know that, you're so scared. I can feel it Sue. I can feel it in my head, you're so scared," Carrie murmured. Sue was like a buzz in the back of her mind, always there, always. She hadn't realized why she had kept hope alive for so long, why she remembered this girl for as long as she did but now she knew. She had made a connection with Sue, had made one so great that her mind still felt it and this close, she could almost hear the words pouring through her mind. So scared, so scared of falling downdowndown—

"Carrie I trust you," Sue swallowed, screwing her eyes shut, "I do trust you. I'm just… I don't like heights. They scare me because I always think I'm gonna fall."

"You think I'm going to push you," she accused quietly.

"No Carrie, I don't. I know you wouldn't. You wouldn't hurt me like that just like I wouldn't hurt you like that. I like you Carrie, you're my best friend and I know that you like me just as much or you would have hurt me over and over again…" Sue's lips quivered as she spoke but it was obvious that she was telling the truth, going as far as to open her eyes and pulling away from her so they could be face to face. Carrie felt Sue's mind relax, focus on something new, something like Carrie.

"That is remarkable strength Ms. White," a kindly voice echoed within her mind. Carrie stiffened, her eyes snapping away from her friend's and around the room. She found the other person easily, feeling them before she actually connected with twinkling blue eyes. He was a nice looking man that looked rather like the one who had helped save her but this one seemed different. He had power; she could feel it seeping from his body and grazing her skin. She didn't like it. His power, his aura, the smile on his lips that reflected into his eyes. No, no.

"Who are you?" she half demanded as she gathered her own power around herself. She glanced over to Sue, wondering if she could protect the three of them from this dominant being. After all, Carrie never had to fight someone with any sort of special ability but she would definitely sacrifice herself before allowing her godchild or best friend be harmed. Sue placed a calming hand over hers and gave a pointed look to the floor. Oh right, they were still floating. Carrie concentrated on getting the bed to go gently, not wanting to jar the pregnant woman. Once they reached the ground, Sue gave her a pat on the shoulder and stood up.

"I'm going to see about getting you some food. Be nice Carrie," she whispered and waddled from the room. Carrie giggled mentally as her mind conjured a duck in place of Sue with a great round belly. It would grumble every so often as it impeded a more hasty retreat. Of course going so slow made it more vulnerable to predators. Soon stronger birds, cats or even humans would descend upon the fat duck and rip it to pieces. Blood and feathers would spread everywhere, the agonizing cries of the duck would echo throughout the air. Carrie frowned, the waddling duck didn't seem so funny right now.

"Hello Ms. White, I am Professor Albus Dumbledore. I know that you are very confused but I am only here to help you," the man explained. Carrie couldn't believe it, was pretty sure that she never would. No one wanted to help her just because, no one. Hardly even Sue wanted to help her just because. She wanted something from her, what it was Carrie wasn't too sure but she knew that it had to be something.

"Mrs. Snell wants nothing but your happiness," the man, Albus stated with a gentle smile. He leaned back in his chair while Carrie simply blinked wildly at him. Had she spoken out loud? She touched her lips as though she could feel if they had recently spoken without her permission.

"It is quite all right Ms. White. You did not speak out loud. I have an extraordinary ability similar to yours," Albus revealed and Carrie nearly hit herself for being so stupid. Of course there were more people like her, they had been in that Hell just like her—that had to be the reason that they were there.

"Telepathy," Carrie murmured, her eyes not looking at the man. She could do something similar but not with everyone or even more than one person. It was only Sue, only her Sue. It was what kept her sane for as long as it did because she could feel Sue in the back of her mind. But it was also what caused her to give up—if she could feel Sue, know that she was somewhere alive, then surely the woman could feel her as well. It only made sense but Carrie wouldn't think about that, Sue had come for her. Even though it had taken years, Sue had come back for her. And now she was free.

"Yes Ms. White. You are free now," Albus echoed her thoughts. Carrie flinched at his voice, having forgotten that he was even in the room. How she could forget this man, with his hardly contained energy, she wasn't sure.

"Where… you said that you are a professor?" Carrie licked her lips, flicking her eyes to the man's face. He looked much like one of her saviors but he was obviously older with little flecks of grey starting at his temples.

"Yes, I am. You are at Hogwarts right now—a school for gifted children such as yourself. We teach control over abilities," Albus explained, "We keep the secrets that humanity as a whole cannot face as of yet. We teach our youngsters to blend in and fit into society."

"H-how did you find me?"

"Mrs. Snell of course. She was very insistent that you were alive and that there was more of you, did a lot of digging until she found us. I was rather skeptical that you were alive. Much like you, I can sense power and yours is great indeed. For it to be snuffed out as it were… well, I understand what they had done now but at the time it was preposterous."

"Oh. I wasn't the only one there. There were more people. D-did you save them too? Please… they were being hurt too." Carrie couldn't bear the thought that she was the only one saved from the Hellish life. How selfish would she have been to have left so many behind? She looked desperately at the older man, pleading with him to give her an answer that was both honest and the one she wished to hear.

"Your fellow brethren in arms are all here and well. You did very well Ms. White. Out of the sixty subjects, only five were killed in your battle of freedom. We are having a small funeral for them in a couple of days," the man assured her with a small smile, "Now, on to something that is a bit less sad. I have arranged for your rooms to be set up and you begin your lessons tomorrow. Before then, however, I will send Mrs. Snell back in along with our doctor. You were examined and there are some things she wants to discuss."

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Carrie felt as though the world were falling out from under her all over again. She couldn't breathe. Her heart was pounding in her chest, making her head throb and her vision blur. Her mouth tasted like ashes and no matter how hard she swallowed, it never went away. She knew that the woman across from her had sorrow on her face but a hopeful smile on her lips. She knew that the horror that bubbled in her stomach was nothing compared to the horror that she wanted to unleash once more on that Hellhole. They had done something to her. It was something so much, much worse than she had feared. They had used her body in such a way…

"Take it out," Carrie said between gritted teeth. Sue gasped, one hand going to her mouth and the other to her swollen stomach. For the first time since they had become friends, Carrie did not care for the other girl's opinion. She wasn't quite sure what she would do if Sue tried to stop her. However, Carrie knew that it would be as violent as it had to be if only for this thing to be taken out of her.

"Carrie, you surely can't mean—," the older girl started only to stop as Carrie's blue eyes connected with hers. Tears were overflowing, threatening to spill but somehow being held back. It must have been the anger. It poured off her like a million waterfalls.

"They… it must be his. I can't keep this thing inside me. Take. It. Out." Carrie hissed, nails digging into the soft flesh of her belly. She could feel it. Now that she had been told that it was there, she could feel it and could see the horror it would unleash. She knew that nothing good could ever come from a monster and a rapist. She looked to Sue, hoping that the girl would get someone that could rid her of this curse but found only concern for this undeveloped thing. She would do it herself. The first punch to her stomach drew a scream from Sue. The second had the doctor practically on top of her, snatching up her wrists and forcing her flat on the bed. No. No. Not again!

Carrie lashed out, her power practically flinging the man across the room. She didn't want to be touched! She didn't want to be touched ever again. She wanted to be left alone, with no one to hurt her. And she wanted this thing out of her stomach! Carrie began to beat upon her flesh once more, trying her damn hardest to force it out of her. Suddenly two warm hands surrounded her face and she found herself looking into intense green eyes that practically seared into her soul.

"Calm down," the voice was deep and almost echoed in her ears. She felt her body immediately obey the command even though she recognized this was a man. A man that was touching her but she couldn't find the energy to fight him. Not when she was filled with this inner calmness that caused her body to go nearly limp and her eyelids to flutter.

"Good. That's very good. Now Carrie. You're feeling rather tired aren't you? Very tired. You can barely keep your eyes open can you?"

Carrie didn't even struggle as she felt a type of warmth land over her shoulders and cover her from head to toe. This was nice. She closed her eyes, unconsciously leaning towards the mystery man with beautiful green eyes. She practically burrowed into him, feeling his arms wrap around her shoulders and his voice being the last thing she heard.

"You are much too tired Carrie. Sleep now and dream peacefully."

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Tom sighed as the woman went completely limp against him. He held onto her for a few more seconds then carefully rearranged her under the blankets. He wasn't too sure what had caused the outburst but he was glad that he had arrived when he had. The girl was strong, almost too strong considering how emotionally unstable she was, and he was sure that she could level this entire castle given the incentive. Speaking of which, why was she throwing people across the room?

"What in the Queen's name are you people doing?" he finally sneered, turning to face the doctor and the Headmaster. Susan had made her way back to the unconscious girl and was sitting by her side. He couldn't hear what she was saying but she seemed to be whispering things in the girl's ear as she raked her fingers through the tangled blond hair.

"According to their documents, research facility implanted sperm of another Extraordinary inside her uterus. Miss White is pregnant. We also discovered some terrible scars," Albus explained simply.

"So they raped her and then attempted to breed her like a horse," Tom frowned, disgust twisting his face. He tried to keep his anger at bay but he couldn't help it. He hated Humans. He hated everything about them. They were nothing but animals that scratched and clawed at each other in hopes of gaining a power that would forever elude them. They destroyed any sort of beauty that they came across and tried to tear down their betters. And yes, Extraordinaries were much better than Humans.

"Unfortunately that is so," Albus nodded solemnly. Tom cursed under his breath but knew that there was nothing that could be done about it. She probably wasn't too far along, her stomach hadn't even started to bulge but it was better to take care of this now rather than waiting.

"When is the procedure happening?" Tom sighed, rather saddened but resigned. He did not like to see the death of an Extraordinary (there was no doubt that Carrie White would birth an Extraordinary) especially before it took its first breath but he knew that the procedure was the right thing to do.

"Procedure?" Albus tilted his head. Tom groaned and slapped a hand over his face. No. No. The old man could not be serious. Tom took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had to at least attempt a civil conversation.

"Yes. The procedure. It is painfully obvious that Miss White does not want to carry this child to term and I do not blame her. This is her body and she can make this choice to abort… because it is her body," Tom stated firmly. He wasn't sure what sort of atrocity Albus was planning but he hoped that he could convince the old man to stray from this path.

"We have to think of the greater good my boy. Sybill—."

"This is a girl's life here and I will not allow you to play with it because some over glorified Scyo-Seer has told you to," Tom hissed. Albus frowned. He had known that this was a great possibility, that Sybill had told him to beware of Tom. He knew that the other Extraordinary would either attack him or bide his time and swoop away Carrie. And he just couldn't have that. Tom was his greatest ally—his most accomplished student. He couldn't lose him but he couldn't lose this child either. Sybill predicted a great evil that would expose Extraordinaries and bring their world to its knees. She spoke of a man who would stop at nothing to see him dead, to see humans dead. And he needed all the help he could get with this great evil.

Oh well, Albus was prepared.

"Tom, I am so sorry," Albus sighed, turning his back. Sue looked up from Carrie and immediately shrieked, jumping to her feet.

"TOM LOOK OUT!" Sue warned, running to the man just as two people detached from the shadows and latched onto him. Tom gasped and tried to close his eyes as soon as he spotted the smallest strand of red hair but it was already too late. He was falling, falling, falling.

And then it was dark.

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