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Chapter Three

"Remind me again why we're out here?" Terra asked, pulling herself up onto the next outcrop.

The X-Men had given her a few days to settle in before starting her training, but she was currently following Lance out of Bayville and into the mountains.

"Because in order to control your power, you need to accept it." Lance answered. "And in order to accept it, you need to release it. And in order to release it, you need to be at one with the earth, which I know sounds incredibly hippie, but bear with me." He helped her over the next ridge and stopped. "Here. I think here."

Terra looked around. "What's the difference between here and every other place we've passed?"

Lance grinned and pointed at the ground. "The earth feels right. Besides, here there's nothing to collapse on top of us and nothing to cave in underneath us. You might be terrakinetic but I'm not."

Terra laughed nervously. "Yeah, about that. You know I can't control that either, right?"

"That's why we're out here." Lance reminded her. "Now come and sit here. And stop looking so worried; this won't hurt."

"Okay." Terra sat cross-legged next to him. "Now what?"

"Now close your eyes," Lance instructed, "and listen. What do you hear?"

Terra frowned. "The birds. The wind. The trees. Why? What do you hear?"

Lance chuckled. "No, Terra; listen with your powers. What do you hear?"

Terra closed her eyes, reaching out with her powers. The noises before, quiet though they may have been, suddenly faded into non-existence and were replaced by a quiet rumbling, the sound of the earth moving beneath them, like a thousand voices in harmony.

"You can hear it, can't you?" Lance asked quietly. "That…that right there is what will help you with control, Terra, because that is part of you. You are never alone. Now what do you feel?"

Terra didn't need to think about that one. As always her powers were simmering just below the surface. "My powers."

"Let them go." Lance told her. "Don't try to make an earthquake, but don't hold it back either."

"But…"

"Trust me."

Trust…

It had been so long since Terra had truly trusted anyone. Even the Titans. Beast Boy was the only person who she had ever trusted unconditionally and the same was true; when he had found out she couldn't control her powers, he had told her his real name in return, something she had never told anyone.

Of course, Slade – Mesmero – may have just lifted the information out of her head.

As the memory came back to her, Terra's powers were released in a barrage of self-hatred; the ground erupted into an earthquake to end all earthquakes.

Her powers shuddered to a halt and she fell to the floor, even though she was already seated.

"Damn." Lance helped her up again, seeing the tears in her eyes. "You alright?"

"I nearly killed them." Terra whispered. "I nearly killed all of them."

"Oh dear." Lance pulled his sister into his arms. "I had a feeling this was going to happen soon. It wasn't your fault, Terra."

"I could see them." Terra sobbed. "I could feel it happening. And I couldn't stop it. Why couldn't I stop it?!"

This time, her brother didn't respond, knowing somehow that she wouldn't listen, that she couldn't listen.

When her tears finally dried up, Lance still didn't release her. "You know, Mesmero possessed most of X-Factor at one point or another."

Terra looked up. "Really?"

Lance nodded. "In fact, Kitty broke my jaw. He was trying to free a mutant called Apocalypse."

Terra gasped. "I heard about that. Robin used to watch the tapes over and over trying to work out the battle plans."

Lance grinned sheepishly. "Well, I wasn't in the X-Men then, but as far as I'm aware there weren't any." He kissed her head and released her. "Come on. Lunch'll be ready when we get home and we'll tell you the whole story."

"Terra…"

"You killed us, Terra…"

"Terra…"

"No…I never wanted…"

"Terra…"

"You killed us…"

"Terra…"

"We trusted you…"

"You killed us…"

"NO!"

Breathing heavily, Terra sat up, feeling the ground shudder to a halt beneath her. As she tried to calm her racing heart, she took in her surroundings realising that she was in Bayville, in her new room.

A soft breeze blew through the open window, playing with the curtains, and she shivered, crossing the floor to pull it closed, noticing as she did that her floor was littered with gravel from the driveway outside.

Almost as soon as her mind had taken all this in, the door flew open and Kitty ran in. "Terra, are you alright? I heard you scream."

"I'm fine." Terra whispered, wrapping her arms around herself. "I had a nightmare, that's all."

"Hmm." Kitty bent to pick up some of the gravel. "Looks like you might have reached out with your powers. Do you want to talk about it?"

Terra shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't wake any of the children, did I?"

Kitty smiled at her. "No. Come on." Placing an arm around the young girl's shoulders, she led her back to bed, tucking her in as she would one of her own children. "You sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"I'd killed them." Terra murmured. "They were dead, but they were alive as well, and…"

Gently, Kitty pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back softly. "They're fine, Terra. And one day we're going to tell them. But we'll wait until you feel that you can handle it, alright? However long it takes."

"Thank you." Terra smiled shakily. "You've done so, so much…"

"Hey!" Kitty cut her off softly. "You're family, alright? Now get some sleep. Training is pretty early tomorrow."

"Okay." Terra lay back, settling into the pillow, but even as she did she could feel her nightmare coming back.

"Do you want me to stay?" Kitty asked, prompting Terra to wonder, yet again, if her sister-in-law was telepathic.

She nodded. "Yes please."

Kitty sat down on the edge of her bed, rubbing her thumb soothingly across the back of Terra's hand, singing under her breath about rainbows and whether people were fools to believe in them.

Slowly Terra's eyes began to feel heavy and sleep descended her as she began to focus on the words of the song rather than the left-over images from her dream.

And she knew that she was safe; that she would be alright.

Eventually.

Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection: the lovers, the dreamers and me.

AN: I'm so sorry that it's such a short chapter, but when I had this idea, I had the beginning and the end and I'm still trying to work around the middle. So if anyone has any suggestions, I'd be very grateful. As always, review please!