A/N: Sorry it's been so long… I haven't felt very inspired to write a new chapter.

BTW my aunt is doing really well so my thanks to all you guys who kept her in your thoughts!

I'm also in the middle of an out of state move from MI to IL so it may take a little while for me to write but I promise it wont take as long as it took me to write this chapter. Lol. I hate when people leave me in suspense so trust me, I know how you feel. ^^

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Chapter Four

[Living with the Tragers is the best thing that had ever happened to me. They taught me about love and life, but most of all they taught me about family, and I'm thankful to them for that. When I heard Grace's voice through the receiver though, I could tell she knew of none of these things. By her cool tone and the harsh vibrato in her voice, I could tell that she would have no qualms about "disposing" of Foss, and even though it struck a chord of fear in me (fear for Foss, who was, by now, a member of my family and my friend) it also made me wonder what had made her this way. Throughout my time with the Tragers, I've met quite a few people whom most would consider "evil," but for some reason this was different, she was different. I'm not sure if its just because the biological factor is messing with my ability to reason or if I'm just tired of all this drama, all I know is that this manipulative woman is threatening my family, and it has to stop.]

Kyle sat on the edge of his tub and watched the rain cascade down the glass panes of his window. He hadn't realized the daze that lay over him until there was a tap on the bedroom door; not waiting for an answer, Jessi came in quickly and quickly shut the door. She looked him up and down.

"What have you been doing in here since I left? It's been ten minutes and you're still… wet…" Jessi looked confused.

Kyle looked down at himself, "Yes, I am. Sorry, I was just… thinking…."

"About what?" Jessi asked walking over to him. She grabbed the towel that had been hanging from her neck, put it over Kyle's head and began to gently dry his hair. "Is this about Tom Foss?"

Kyle's looked up slowly, peeking from underneath the towel, but he didn't say anything.

"Don't worry," Jessi assured, "We'll figure something out… I'm pretty sure he's safe, well at least as safe as he could be with Latnok." She let the towel drop hanging over his head like a hood. Kyle glanced up at Jessi; her face showed hints of doubt, but what had he been expecting? Even Jessi couldn't see into the future. Sometimes Kyle forgot that, just like him, she didn't have all the answers.

"I know Tom can endure whatever they throw at him, but he's my friend, he's always been there for me, I just don't want to see him get hurt anymore for my sake…" Kyle said, his eyes pleading for Jessi to understand.

Jessi turned away from Kyle and went to his desk where she pulled out a first aid kit. Looking back at Kyle, she said, "Hold out your hand."

Without a so much as a word, Kyle obliged. Jessi began dabbing the gashes that stretched across his knuckles. "These look like they hurt…"

Kyle shook his head, because he couldn't feel much of anything at the moment. He knew he should be freezing from the rain mixed with air conditioning and hurting from the gashes on his fist, but he wasn't. All Kyle felt was a numbness that he didn't think would ever go away.

"You know, it was stupid to do this… Hurting yourself won't help us find Foss, so why do it?" Jessi glanced at Kyle, waiting for an answer to her question.

"I don't know really… It seemed like a good idea at the time…" Kyle's mouth smirked, but Jessi saw that his eyes did not.

"Well…" Jessi said starting to straiten out Kyle's middle and ring fingers.

Kyle gave no sign that the broken fingers hurt him at all, and this worried Jessi. She knew he should have at least winced in pain from her popping the bones in place, but Kyle just continued to watch the rain through the his bedroom window.

"You broke these. I can only heal your cuts, you're going to have to let you body do the rest. It shouldn't be too bad… with our abilities, they should be healed in a few days…" Jessi smiled, or at least made an expression close to it.

"Don't worry about me, it was stupid of me to get so angry. This is the price we humans pay for being slaves to emotion…" Kyle watched as Jessi finished taping up his fingers. When she was done, Jessi brought Kyle's injured fingers to her lips and kissed them.

This surprised Kyle; shaking him from his numbness for a moment. It was a soft kiss, something sweet and gentle, and completely unlike Jessi.

"What are you doing?" Kyle asked, gazing with wonder at the girl before him.

"Oh, um…" Jessi blushed. "Well on T.V. and in the movies I've seen, whenever somebody is hurt, people kiss the affected area. It seems it's meant to comfort the injured party… I'm sorry, did I do it wrong?" She looked worried.

Kyle smiled, "No. It does feel better. Thank you."

Jessi, looking a little flustered walked over to Kyle's dresser, and out of it she picked a pair of jeans and a light blue t-shirt that usually brings out the blueness of Kyle's eyes.

"Here, go take a shower and get dressed," Jessi handed Kyle the t-shirt and jeans. "And we'll decide what to do when you're done…"

Kyle knew it was useless to fight it, so instead of arguing that they needed to find Foss now, Kyle gave in. "Okay, I'll be right back." He said and then left the room.

"Okay Latnok, let's see what you got…" Jessi walked over to the computer and began working, her fingers flying across the keyboard so fast that if Lori or Josh had walked in, they'd have no idea what was going on.

Ten minute passed and Kyle walked in, slightly damp, using a towel to pat the extra moisture from his face. Jessi was sitting at the computer, not bothering to turn and see who had joined her. The computer keys clacked loudly, the only sound in a silent room. Numbers and letters flew on and off of the screen, so fast that only Kyle and Jessi would be able to comprehend. Kyle leaned on the window sill, not wanting to interrupt her, Kyle just stood there watching Jessi work. All of a sudden a smile spread across Jessi's face

Kyle stood up straight. "Did you find something?" he asked.

"Yeah, come over here and look at this…" Jessi answered, her fingers still flying across the keyboard.

Kyle obliged. He walked up behind her, leaning most of his weight on the back of her chair. For a moment Jessi stopped typing, hyper aware of how close Kyle's face was to hers.

"Um," Jessi paused, "I broke into the traffic camera recordings the city keeps; I was hoping that there's a traffic cam outside The Rack, and I was right…" Jessi smiled proudly to herself.

Kyle watched the low quality video tape. On it he saw that it was placed across the street from The Rack. Kyle watched as Foss rushed into the shop and threw Cassidy's limp body over his shoulder. Kyle could tell Foss didn't see the men in black as they rushed in and pounced, like a lion on his prey. With Cassidy's weight hindering Foss, he couldn't put up much of a fight before he was subdued, with what looked like a stun gun.

Kyle watched as a thin woman with dark hair stepped out of the back of a large SUV. When she saw that her men had Foss, the corners of her mouth rose up in to a wicked smile. Even through the grainy, low-quality video Kyle could still see the wicked glint in her eye. Without a second thought, she and her men, along with Foss, climbed into the vehicle and took off.

"Well now we know what she looks like…" Jessi muttered, but Kyle wasn't listening. He was too busy burning the image of his enemies face into his mind.

Jessi watched Kyle, and she had no doubt that, even though she knew he would deny it, Latnok's newest attack hit closer to home than any other. Even though Kyle didn't want to believe this woman was his mother, Jessi could see the resemblance. Grace was Kyle's very own Taylor, and Jessi knew what it felt like to be ashamed of half of her DNA.

Jessi turned back to the computer. "Now that we have a starting point, we should be able to track the vehicle's movement using the traffic cameras, estimating speed and direction…" she trailed off as her fingers, once again, flew over the keys. Kyle watched as boxes of video and pictures of the SUV popped up one after the other.

"It looks like they're headed…"

Kyle finished her thought, "To Zyzzyx…"

"But I thought it was destroyed… I mean we saw it…" Jessi said, a look of confusion blanketing her face.

"Well its been a while, maybe they rebuilt it…" Kyle trailed off.

"Well, then let's find out…" Jessi added.

A/N: Alright guys I move next Friday. But I PROMISE to have the next chapter up within a week or two of the move because I'll have a lot of free time to write. Thanks for reading. And sorry this chapter isn't very eventful but I had a few more people ask me to post something new so I posted what I had ^_^ THANKS FOR READING!