Hallo. First I am so sorry about how long it has taken to update this story. I promise to try to be better. Then I wanted the 2 people who reviewed, the 2 people who favorited, the 4 people who followed and all of you read the story. I hope you like it, and please tell me what you think.

"Of course, Annette. This way please." Agent Martin said, and I followed him out of the door, but just before stepping over the doorstep, I turned around to look at Victor. Telepathic I said: 'Goodbye, agent Victor Benedict. And good luck… Something tells me that you are going to need it. And if I were you, I would begin with looking at a guest named Cindy Schuhemann. She is the main drug dealer in Denver. Be careful… she is very dangerous.' Then I left a really shocked Victor Benedict behind. It did not take long before I could see James. I ran towards as soon as I saw him. He opened his arms and gave me a big hug. Then he kissed me at the top of my head and said: "Sis, are you okay? If any of those FBI agents as much as touched you, I will end them." Telepathic he added: 'I mean it, Drue. If anyone touched you or anything, I will end them.' I looked at him and said: "I am okay, brother." And telepathic I added: 'I mean it. They were all nice to me.'

'Good. Now that about that drink...?'

'Let us go then.' I said, and together we headed out into the dark and lonely night. We headed for our regular bar named Tifty´s where we ordered shots and sat down at a table near the exit door and the wall. I took the sit next to the wall. Survival was the most importing thing for me, and that meant that I always needed to be 5 steps ahead over everyone else.

"So tell me, why you were taking to the FBI headquarters?" James said.

"Well, I was arrested along with everyone else in the bar because of the drug trafficking. If they only looked at Cindy, they would find what they are looking for." I said tiredly. Why were cops and agents sometimes just so stupid? They maybe knew a lot of things, but one thing that most of them were not was street smart. I was street smart, and that was how I had made it so far. That was one thing that I knew for sure.

"Oh, then I have nothing to worry about, but I am more worried about that agent." James said worried.

"Which agent?" I asked tired. It had been a long day.

"The one who interrogated you. He ran your finger prints through the program, and your cover ID came up."

"But he did not know that I was your 'sister'?" I asked carious why Victor had not said that, because he was very talky. "What about Drusilla Hale?"

"Well, that fact is not one of the first to come up when someone runs the finger prints. Drusilla Hale is still safe. " James said and drank the last of his shots. About 15 minutes we went our separate ways. In least Drusilla had not been discovered by everyone… yet.

Time ship – Morning.

I was out running in the woods when my phone rang – The phone which number only a few people had. I stopped out, took the phone and said: "Hallo. Who is it?" Most people said their name when they took the phone, but I did not, because it was not all people that I trusted with my name. My cover name, I meant. My real name was my biggest secret – not even the American government knew my real name, and I wanted it to stay like that. There were only a handful of people who knew me real name, and most of them thought that I was dead and gone.

"It is agent Benedict." Shit, that was not good.

"Hallo there agent Benedicts, two questions: Where did you get this number from? And what can I do for you?" I said worried. If he did have this number then who else had it? I was worried about if Dimitri Vasiliev, my husband had my number – and if he had it then he could find me – And bring me back to him.

"Relax, I have this number from your brother, James. Even though it took me almost the whole night to get it, and I need to talk to you." Agent Benedict said in a voice that I could not interpret which made me worried.

"Yeah, my brother is overprotected of me. Why do you need to talk to me?"

"Something about the case, nothing big, but I cannot say it over the phone."

"Okay, where and when?"

"What about in two hours and at the bar next to Lilly?" He said. Lilly was a well-known club for rich people who liked to throw money around like it was nothing which for them it was not. I should know I used to be one of them before.

"Yeah, sure. See you soon." I said and hang up. I started running again this time towards the flat that I was living in. After half an hour I was at the flat where I took a shower, took a top and jeans on, and about one hour later I headed out to meet agent Benedict. It took about 15 minutes to go to the bar where we were meeting. Why agent Benedict wanted to meet, I did not know. I did not think that it had something with the case. I went inside the bar and found a table to sit at. The table was next to a wall in the back of the room so I took the place with the wall covering my back. 2 minutes after I came Victor walked into the bar. He quickly recognized me and headed towards me. In less than 10 seconds Victor stood right in front of me, and I nodded towards the chair in front of me. Victor sat down at the chair and for a moment I felt nothing, but then it came back… All the pain – people´s pain… It was my ability – feeling/taking/moving people´s pain. Having that kind of control is in many ways scary.

"So what can I do for you, agent Benedict?" I asked him tired and nervous.

'You being my soulfinder, are why I asked you here.' Agent Benedict said telepathic, and my eyes rolled literally out of my face. My hands started shaking as the waiter came to ask for our order.

"What can I do for you?" A little blonde girl asked with a big smile on her face which grew when she saw Victor. Tall, Dark and Handsome. I almost laughed.

"I want a big black coffee with a vanilla cupcake without frosting." Victor said and looked at me.

"I want a big cup of tea with the tea bag on the side + milk and sugar again on the side with double chocolate brownie. 1 big piece, please." I said and send a big smile to the waiter. She stayed just a while longer than necessary clearly because of Victor.

"You like chocolate."

"How did you guess that?" I said and laughed shortly. "You dislike when your food is too sweet since you like it spicy. As an example your coffee black as your soul – some may say, and your vanilla cupcake without frosting." I said to Victor. I was rather god at profiling people, and maybe I was a bit of a show of… Maybe was the key word in the past sentence. Victor did not even blink when he heard the small piece of my profile of him. The waiter came with our orders, and we said. "Thank you." I made my tea and took a bid of the brownie – afterwards a sip of the tea.

"Is that all?" He asked.

"It is the beginning, and I need a bit for information to finish the profile."

"I know that. I am well-known with profiles. But how do you know about profiles?"

"Long story."

"I want to hear it anyway."

"Yeah, that is a story for another time." I said and thought that that was a story for never. I finished my brownie and drank the rest of my tea just as Victor finished his cupcake and coffee.

"So there will be another time?" Victor said with a big smile. He was clearly happy about that fact. I looked at around at the bar and saw three men that I recognized from my time in Russia or Saudi-Arabia. The memories had over the years started to melt together. I looked at away, and I said to Victor: "Maybe, but I need to go. Maybe we could do this another time?" Victor looked at me smiling and said: "Sure. Do you want a ride?" I smiled and said: "No thank you. I am headed to my brother´s, and he only lives a few minutes away so that will be a waste." Than here was that awkward silence and we stood in silence in front of one other. I laughed and said: "I am headed to James´ Street – the same street that the FBI headquarters are on if you are heading the same way that is."

"I am. Can I accompany you?" He said, and I nodded smiling.

"What about your car?"

"I can come back for it later." He said, and together we walked out. The three men followed us. Damn it. One of them was white with blonde hair and blue eyes – medium height. The two others were of Arabian origin with black hair and brown eyes – tall height. The two of Arabian origin I knew from my time in the Saudi-Arabian royal family. They were twin brothers and well-known hitmen. The white one I did not know – I guessed that he was one of Dimitri´s men.

'There are three men following us.' Victor said telepathic – and I answered: 'There is an ally one block from here. Just follow me.' He looked at me and said: 'Are you sure?'

'I am 100 % sure. Trust me.' I said and turned into the ally while looking at Victor. The three men followed us in the ally – they were following us.

'Do you know why they are following us?' Victor asked, and I answer: 'Yeah, I will tell you if we make it through this, okay?'

'Okay. I take the two black, you take the white one.'

'What about I take all three of them?' I said and took in the pain from the people nearby so that I could use it on them. I focused all the pain on the three men which knocked them out. But that was not the problem – the problem was that they had seen my face – and they most likely recognized me which was not good for me.

"What did you do?" Victor said clearly impressed.

"It is really simple… It is my ability – I can feel/take/move people´s pain. What about you? What is your ability?" I asked making small talk to win time to figure out my next move.

"That is hell of ability. I can influence people through telepathy. Wonder what we can do together…" Victor said. "Hey. You said that you would explain why these men were after us."

"That is a long story, but to make it short – They are after me, because my family and my husband send them after me. Before you ask: Yes, I am married, but not in this identity, but in another. And before you ask about that: Yes, I have several identities which your government already knows about – They gave me this identity for my own protecting which is why I am Anette Woods, a CIA agent´s 'little sister'. He is the one who is send by the government to protect me from my husband." I said.