Hei guys! To all those who have been waiting, I'm so so so sorry for the late update! I will try to post more frequently from now on.

John POV:

The elevator slides open and we're back in Nine's cosy penthouse.

Eight and Sam are sitting on the floor in front of the huge 52-inch LED TV, engrossed in their X-box game. Behind them, on the long couch, is Nine, Six, Ella and Marina.

Ella and Marina are sitting together, glossing through a glitzy magazine, but what strikes me most is Nine and Six.

Six is practically cuddled next to Nine, resting her head on his chest. And Nine has his arm around her shoulders, hollering a stupid commentary about the X-box game.

Sarah gasps, "Wow, Six!"

Six glances at us, and her look is somehow… softer, less defined. I don't know what to do, so I just stand there. Six and Nine are now together?

I know I should be happy for her and for Nine, but the little bubble of jealousy that rises up my throat prevents me from saying or doing anything.

I don't know it, but my hand has tightened around Sarah's and my jaw is clenched.

Why am I feeling this way? I have Sarah already, and I love her more than life. But all that time I spent with Six… Is it possible to have two loves in your life?

No. That's impossible, Henri said we Loric fall in love only once. And my love is Sarah. It has to be Sarah.

I shake my head inwardly. How am I even having these thoughts? Sarah and I are meant to be together. That's all I've ever dreamt of! But Six… Ever since she's entered my life, I seem to feel a rush of energy whenever I'm around her.

I just strain a smile, "Hi guys." And I head off to my room without a second glance back.

"Hey Johnny boy!" bellows Nine, "where you going off to, sulking away?"

I just ignore him. Nine's the last person I want to talk to right now. How could Six fall for a guy like him? What does she even see in him?

I slam my room door shut, and I crash face-first into my bed. In frustration, I pound my pillow and give a strangled scream. Why is my love life so complicated?

Suddenly, the door opens and in comes Sarah. "John," she says, her voice terse. "What the hell, John?"

I avert my eyes from Sarah's. "I – No, nothing's up."

She gives me a pained look and says frostily, "It's Six, isn't it?"

"What?" I gasp. How did she guess? "Uhh, of course it's not Six!"

She glares at me. "What do you think I am? An idiot?"

"No," I begin weakly, "It's just…"

"Just WHAT?"

"Nothing! Believe me, it's nothing, Sarah."

She crosses the room rigidly and I sit up, staring fearfully at her.

"I thought you loved me, John." Her voice is filled with hurt.

"I do!" I protest, "I love you more than anything in the world, Sarah! Please believe me!" But even as I say it, I can sense that it rings hollow.

Her eyes fill with tears, and she turns away. In a strangled voice, she manages, "I'll leave you here to think about Six."

"What? Sarah!" But before I can do anything, she leaves the room, slamming the door in her wake.

Ohhh man…

Six POV:

What's up with John? Could it be my relationship with Nine? But as soon as I think of this, I dispel the idea. John loves Sarah. I'm just being foolish to think that John has any attraction for me.

I think back to that time when we first met, when we were on the run. I remember training with him, remember that small kiss we shared one fateful night. But all he could think of was Sarah. Sarah, Sarah, Sarah Hart!

He really ruined that night for us. Our "romance" was an absolute sham, and I am determined forget all about it. I was so stupid to get played by him. Never again will I fall for his love tricks.

I snuggle up closer against Nine, resting my head against his chest. I can feel his heartbeat. It's pounding fast, really fast. And I'm sure mine is too.

He pops open a bag of popcorn. "Mmmm," I say, "Caramel popcorn." I take a piece, and he takes a piece, just as Sam's character (in the game) rips off Eight's character's head.

A bloody "GAME OVER" fills the screen, "Boo-yah!" Nine yells, "Decapitation! Sam, you're so damn sick!"

Sam blushes a bit, "Well you guys can do all this in real life, so…" his voice trails off and he gives a small shrug.

"Huh, I wish I can rip off Mog heads," groans Nine.

"I did before," I laugh taking another popcorn, "but with telekinesis."

"Nahh, that's still a bit lame," Eight says, "I want to do it with my bare hands."

Marina looks up from her magazine and makes a face. "Eight, I had no idea that you had that in you."

Eight just grins, and Nine says, "Of course he has it in him. Marina, you have a right to be damn scared of your boyfriend."

Marina starts to say something, but suddenly, Ella, who's been pretty quiet gasps. "Guys, can you hear all those voices?"

I strain my ears. "What voices?"

She squeezes her eyes tightly shut and claps her hands over her ears. She moans, "So many voices…"

I quickly cross the room and sit next to her, resting a hand on her shoulder.

No matter how hard I strain my ears, I can't hear any "voices".

"Ssshhh, Ella, it's okay. Just tell me what you hear," soothes Marina.

Ella opens her eyes wide, panic-striken, "you mean you can't hear them?"

Her breathing increases and her eyes dart around the room frantically.

Nine and Eight are by her side as well. "Just calm down and try to listen to the voices. What are they saying?"

I rub her back gently, trying to get her to calm down, and she does, her rapid breathing slowing.

She's silent for a while, her eyes shut.

Suddenly, she gasps. "Oh my gosh!"

"What?" asks Nine, excited. We're all excited. What's going on?

"It's your voices!" she gasps, "it's your thoughts."

What? Ella can read our minds?

Her face is flushed now, with excitement and astonishment. "Like… Six, I know you're thinking that I can read minds now."

"Oh my gosh, Ella, your telepathy legacy just got an upgrade!" whoops Eight.

She's grinning too, but then her face falls. "I-I can't stop the voices."

"Just concentrate real hard to stop this new mind-muscle or something," says Nine. "Like my anti-gravity legacy, it's something my mind can just switch on and off."

Ella nods, and she smiles. "Yeah, it worked. It's like flexing a new muscle."

Marina reaches over and hugs her, laughing, "That's wonderful!"

I smile, "Congrads!", while Eight ruffles her hair affectionately.

Nine jokes, "You'd better not go listening in on our thoughts!"

Ella just laughs, and I punch his arm teasingly, "Only you would do such things, Nine."

Sam grins, "We need to celebrate tonight."

I nod my head. "Totally."

Hope you enjoyed, and please don't kill me for making John and Sarah fight. Don't forget to review!