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I awoke to Seth rubbing my back. I opened my eyes and saw it was still night outside. Then I realized... We're in space. It's always night in space. Man, this is a mind fuck.

"What time is it?" I mumbled.

"Nearly eleven." He kissed my temple.

"At night?"

"No, silly. In the morning. We slept for nearly twelve hours!"j

"Where's Sara?" I felt bad for having slept for so long, but in my defense, that was the first nights proper sleep I'd gotten in ages! Those cold lonely motel beds just don't cut it. I thought of Jack, hoping he was okay. I wondered, could my powers reach that far? I once again imagined a wire connecting from my brain, trailing out of the space ship, through the miles and miles of space we had flown, into Earths atmosphere, to wherever Jack was.

Jack? Jack, can you hear me? It's me, Syd. Jack, just think something back. I can hear you if you do. C'mon Jack...

I listened for his voice, for some sign that he had heard me, hoping against hope that I would hear him. But nothing happened. It hadn't worked. I suppose it was wishful thinking. After all, I had just found out about my powers a few more than twelve hours ago, but I had gotten my hopes up of hearing Jack's voice and knowing he was okay.

Seth was staring at me.

"What?"

"Well, you just kind of... zoned out for about five minutes. Are you okay?" He sounded worried.

"I'm fine!" I smiled. "Just thinking about Jack. Hoping he's okay, wondering where is he, what he's doing, if he's alone. It was just he and I for years, and now he's possibly all alone. Maybe Alex is with him, but if not, then I just completely abandoned him on Earth by himself." I felt a tear slip out as I thought about this.

"You are regretting your choice to come."

"No! Of course not! I am just regretting my choice to leave Jack alone. I wish I had made him come, or at least begged a little harder for him to think about it. But maybe he's happy. I'm just over thinking things. I'm sure he's fine. Where did you say Sara is?"

My smile didn't convince him, but he just shook his head and told me that she was probably in the main room. I detached myself from his body, which my body seemed to meld to perfectly, and set off to go find her. Sara. Maybe her powers were stronger and she could reach Jack. Maybe. Hopefully. I found her in the main room, as Seth had predicted. She was sitting at a table writing really fast. Whatever she was doing looked important and I didn't want to interrupt her, so I turned around and made to leave, when she called me back.

"You're okay, Sydley. I can't reach Jack either.. I don't know how you can reach people in other rooms, honestly. I have to be in the same room to communicate with them. And, ever since you learned of your powers, I can only hear what you want me to hear. How do you do it? How do you block me out?" She sounded frustrated. I explained to her how I imagined the wires connecting everyone to my mind.

"I see. Maybe... I can only read your mind if you keep the connection over the wire open to me. Try that."

So I did. I didn't will her to hear what I was thinking, but I did will the connection open.

How did you know I was coming to talk about Jack if you can't read my thoughts?

I just knew. I knew you would be worried about him. I can read your thoughts now, obviously. Try leaving our connection open for a little while, see if it works.

"I will, but can we talk normal? Mind conversations wear me out!"

"Of course. And the exhaustion will go away. It's like physical exercise. When your body gets used to it, it stops making you hurt."

"Yeah, that's what Seth told me. Unfortunately, I'm lazy and I hate exercise." I frowned. Sara just laughed.

"You have to be hungry. You haven't eaten much in the past few days."

"I'm a little hungry, yeah." Truth was, I used to eat like a horse, but ever since my parents died and left me with Jack, and with Jack and I not having too much money, I'd gotten used to barely eating.

"Sydley, I'm sorry about your parents. I didn't know that they were murdered and left you in Jacks care. I thought that was a choice. You miss them a lot."

"I do. But if they hadn't died and left me with Jack, I wouldn't have met you. I wouldn't have met your brother."

"You never talk about them to anyone."

"No." I was hoping she would realize that I didn't want to talk about them now.

"Sometimes, it helps to talk about them. Sometimes, it is the only way to get closure on something that still hurts you so deeply."

"Right. Now, how about that food?"

"Of course." She sounded disappointed. I hated to disappoint her, but I didn't want to talk about it. After their murder, I was sent to the schools counselor. When I wouldn't open up, they sent me to a professional shrink. When I still wouldn't open up, they just gave up on me. Jack asked me about it twice, but just to show that he cared. He understood that I didn't want to talk about it and he respected my decision.

"I respect your decision not to talk about it as well." Sara told me as she put some eggs and buttered toast on my plate. "I just wanted you to know I'm here for you."

Right. Connection, closed.

"Well, thanks. I just don't like feeling pressured to talk about it. Somethings I just want to keep inside."

She nodded and the conversation was dropped. We were still about thirty hours from their planet, and I was getting antsy. I didn't like being locked away like this. Sara must have noticed my unease because she suggested I take a relaxer. "They work for twelve hours. You take one and are calm for eight hours, then fall asleep for four. Most continue to sleep and wake up normally, but if you wake up after four hours, we have sleeping pills and sedatives."

"I can't believe I'm reacting like this. I don't want to have to rely on drugs to keep me calm. And where the Hell is Seth? I haven't seen him since I woke up, and that was about three hours ago."

"Perhaps he is still in the room, then." We went to go look for him and found him still in the bed, asleep. Just like any other teenage boy, sleeping the day away. Of course, there wasn't much else to do on the ship that was hurtling through space...

"Seth! Wake up!" Sara spoke. He shot up.

"Is Syd okay?"

"I'm fine," I laughed, though the fact that I'm the first thing he worried about brought huge butterflies into my stomach. "Go back to sleep. You have to be exhausted. We were just wondering where you were at."

"Or you can get up and come watch movies with us." Sara suggested.

"Yeah, alright." He slowly stood, stretching his beautiful body and putting a shirt on. "But first, I need food."

Sleep and eat? Typical boy.

We made Seth eggs and toast, then went to the flight room where Sara pulled a projector down.

"One thing our planet loves about yours, is your movie entertainment."

"Wait, you guys watch Earth's movies?" Nod. "Do you have Harry Potter?"

"Actually, yes. My family loves Harry Potter! Harry Potter marathon?"

I nodded, excited. She put in the first movie, gave me a relaxer and some water to swallow it with, and we settled down to watch the movies. This ship. Is fucking. Amazing. It was like a theatre, but with sofas and lounge chairs.

"Was that a relaxer? Are you okay?"

"Just feeling a little claustrophobic." We laid back on the couch, nestled close to each other, and just chilled. Halfway through the movie, an alarm started going off. Sara went over to the window to check it.

"It's alright, just letting us know we will hit the worm hole in approximately four minutes."

"And after the worm hole?"

"We still have thirty or so hours to get to our planet."

"Hm. And how are people going to react to me being from Earth?"

"We're not sure... There have only ever been a handful of people brought in from other planets and reactions all varied. We're a little apprehensive, with you being from Earth and our planet attempting to over take Earth. But we are sure that most will be accepting."

The uncertainty didn't bother me like it should have. Oh, these relax pills are amazing.

"You will be fine." Seth whispered into my ear. But I wasn't worried. Everything was going to be just peachy.

When we got closer to the worm hole, the ship spoke, "One minute." Then, "Thirty seconds... Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One."

I felt a jerk somewhere around my naval region and my head was spinning. The ship dipped a bit, then everything was back to normal.

"That was rather anti-climatic." I noted. It was darker outside, we were much further from the sun now, but somehow the stars seemed to shine brighter.

The next four hours passed by uneventfully. I felt myself growing tired a little ways into the third movie. After making them promise to wake me if anything happened, I went to the bedroom. Seth followed and cuddled up beside me in the bed. I was asleep before his arms even snaked around my waist.

I opened my eyes.

"I was wondering if you were ever going to wake up." Seth laughed.

"What time is it now? How long was I asleep for?"

"It's a bit after noon. You slept over fifteen hours! We only have seven hours left until we arrive."

"Fifteen hours? That's weird. I guess I don't have the sun to wake me up anymore. And this has been such nice, peaceful sleep. No dreams or nightmares." It was strange. Before, I would wake from a nightmare just to fall back into another one six out of seven nights a week. I'm not complaining about the lack of nightmares, it's just weird. "What's it like? Kubla Kahn?"

"It was once beautiful. We have continents, in a way. But ours are all islands. There are thousands of them and each one is connected to the next by either bridges or interisles, or what you call interstates, depending on how far apart they are. Our island is called Cisco. It's about a two day walk from the Capitol. I just hope you get to see my planet how it used to look, lush and colorful. Everything is dying or dead now."

We laid in a peaceful silence for an hour, the only sound made was our breathing. I didn't feel like I constantly had to have conversation with him, which was nice. I just studied him. His movements, his chest, his face, particularly his blue eyes, which were studying me. His blue eyes that could tell a million stories. Just from his eyes, I knew everything was going exactly as it should go. Every stone falling into place. This study of each other, the way our bodies felt next to each other and wrapped around each other... this was more intimate that anything else I'd ever experience. It didn't take a kiss or a touch in any certain places, just us, together. To me, it was beautiful.

So... Yeah. Lemme know what you think. I've been messing around with the idea of adding in a chapter of Jack and Alex down on Earth. But I don't know if that's something you guys would be interested in? OR would you rather me focus on our little love birds? Opinions!

xoxo,

Moe.