Sixteen uneventful years pass, and Marcus has turned into quiet a young man. He looks like his father, the dark hair, but he has his mother's electric green eyes. Much has changed since his birth, Marcus, or Mark as he is now called is a towering 5'11, and loves to play soccer and run. His talents are art, no surprise there, and music. He loves to watch CSI and Law and Order with his mom, again no surprise there. I would describe him as loving, gentle, caring, compassionate person. Next Mike has moved on, and is married with two kids and another one on the way. Coreen is married to her long time boyfriend Aaron, and they have one little girl, Amelia. Don't worry her and Vicki are still solving crimes together, but Mark has taken over her job as secretary and Coreen is in on all the action. Did I mention that Mark is extremely bright, top of his class of about 300 students? Well he is. His sixteenth birthday is only a week and half away, and Vicki wants it to be special. Marcus has no idea what life has in store for him, but for him and everyone else, no expects what's coming next.

Its late night, Mark is staying up to finish his art project due the following day. Vicki comes in his room to check on him.

"Hey sweetie, how's everything going, okay?" She smiled as she sat on the edge of his bed.

He looked up, "Its coming, I'm almost done, another half-hour or so."

Vicki noticed the dim light in his room so she turned it up, much to Mark's dismay.

"Mom, please turn that down." He asked in an annoyed tone.

Vicki was extremely surprised at his tone, "I thought artists needed good light, sorry."

"No, I didn't mean to yell, and your right, artists do need good light, its just my eyes are really sensitive to light at the moment." He replied.

"Oh, okay, probably all that work at school." She said.

"Yeah, I'm almost done." He smiled.

"Okay, baby, just don't get to sleep too late." She kissed him on the forehead.

"I wont Mom, good-night."

"I love you." Vicki said closing his door.

Morning came all too soon for Marcus, he was absolutely exhausted. Vicki came into the room to wake him up for school, she pulled the curtains back, and let in the light.

"Mom!" he yelled. "Close them."

"Come on big boy, get up, let's go."

Marcus got up slowly, got dressed, and headed to the kitchen for breakfast.

"So glad you could join me." She said putting a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"I'm so tired, Mom."

"Well you shouldn't have stayed up so late." She reprimanded.

"Yeah I wont be doing that again." He forced a smile.

He ate his breakfast and Vicki took him to school.

"Don't forget your father is picking you up from Karate tonight," She told him. "And I will meet you there, okay."

"Yeah I got it." He said putting on his shades, and getting out of the car.

The day was really long, especially for Mark, for the first time in three years he fell asleep in class. His teacher was no t impressed and called Vicki without his knowledge. After school he went to soccer practice, then to Kung Fu. He was a double black belt, and was really good. Practice got out at around 8ish and Henry was there to pick him up.

"Hey, you ready?" he asked.

"Yup, lets go." He replied.

"What's with the shades?" Henry asked.

"What? Oh, nothing." He however didn't make any attempt to remove them.

"So take them off, you look ridiculous, its nighttime."

He hesitated, but took them off slowly, and avoided his father's eyes.

They drove to his apartment and Vicki was waiting, she;s not too happy.

"You sit right there young man." She pointed to a seat.

"Oh Mom, come on, can we do this later?" He pleaded.

"No, and sit. " She noticed him looking down. "I received a few calls and e-mails today form your teachers. You've been sleeping through class." No response from Marcus, his eyes felt like they were on fire.

"Marcus Michael Henry Fitzroy, look at me when I speak to you." He slowly looked up at his mother, and her heart sank when she saw his eyes. She immediately kneeled down next to him.

"Oh baby, what happened?' She said rubbing his forehead.

Henry came closer to get a better look. Marcus' eyes looked like someone dumped chlorine in them.

"Sweetie, do they hurt?" She asked.

He started to cry a little, "Yeah, they burn really bad." He said wiping his tears.

"Its okay, wash then out with cold water, and ill get some ice." She instructed.

He went to the bathroom, and did as he was told, and then came back out.

"Here lay down and put this on them, Ill be in to check on you in a minute."

"Poor kid. Henry I've never seen anything like this." She said.

"I know, it looks painful." Henry replied.

They went to check on him, and he was lying there with the ice on his eyes."

They made no noise, but he knew they were there.

"Hey Mom, hey dad."

"How did you know we were here." Vicki asked.

"I'm psychic." He joked.

"No, really how did you know?"

"I don't know Mom, I just knew, okay."

"Alright, you rest, and ill wake you up later."

"Okay."

"Vick, what is up with him lately?" Henry asked.

"I don't know, he's been acting so weird. "

"How do you mean weird, Vicki?" Henry asked curiously.

"I don't know, he'll have his back to me, and know exactly when I enter a room. I dropped a bowl making dinner last night, and without saying anything to warn him, he caught it, like with no problem. And now his eyes, how much more can I take? I'm starting to worry about him."

"He's growing up, Vicki." Henry added.

"Those certainly aren't symptoms of growing up." Vicki said with authority. "Henry you're his father, what's happening to our son?" She hugged him.

"I don't know we'll figure something out. " he assured her.

They walked back into the room.

"Are we leaving, Mom?" He asked before she could speak.

Hey, Marcus, how many fingers am I holding up?" His father asked. Henry wasn't holding up any.

His eyes still covered with the eye cloth, "None," he said calmly.

"How about now?" Henry held up four.

"Four." He replied. Henry kept changing and Marcus kept saying the right answer. " two, three, and six. Your not going to fool me." He smiled as he got up.

Vicki looked amazed. "How did you know that?"

"What can I say, I'm gifted." He smiled and gathered his things.