Hey guys,

I know i havent put a chapter up for a whole week.

I know right.

I am a bad person.

But i am in the middle of GCSE's and although i have a year until the mocks i am still panicking.

p.s. This one's a sad one

Chapter 15

And How They Parted

Marian

When I woke later I saw the all too familiar wall of the sick bay.

My face was burning; it felt like it was peeling off.

I groaned and rolled over, immediately being hugged by a very worried looking Vick.

"Marian! Are you ok?"

He stroked my forehead gently but it burned.

I winced and he pulled his hand away and took my hand instead.

"I think I'm ok." I said, still trying to put the pieces together. "But my face hurts."

He nodded. "Lucky burned you." He looked around the room. "She was a Savant." He whispered.

I nodded and tried to sit up. Vick passed me a glass of water with a straw in it and I sipped it gently. "How long have I been asleep?"

"About a day. The doctors kept you asleep to make sure you didn't hurt yourself." He held up a small mirror and I saw my face was covered in a thin bandage to keep the burns from opening.

"Wow. Was Dr Frankenstein operating? Am I going to have an extra eye or something?" I stretched and marvelled at how the pain was only slightly there. I thought I'd be in agony.

Vick laughed. "Yup. But Nigel said that as soon as the doc says you can leave he wants to see us."

I rolled my stiff shoulders and swung my legs out of bed. Vick protested but I waved him off and he sighed.

Doctor Macmillan opened the door and grinned at me standing up in my hospital gown. She came in and shook her head at me. "Couldn't keep you down could we Turner?"

I laughed, "Not a chance, Rosie. I'm outta this dump."

She feigned horror, "Are you saying my hospital's a dump? May I remind you that I just spent two hours checking out your face and if you don't play nice I could reconstruct it to look like Simon Cowell."

I winced, still not really sure if she was joking. "So, can I go?"

She pursed her lips and blew her curly hair out of her eyes. "I suppose so. But I want you back in the morning for a check-up. And the morning after that."

I nodded, but was already throwing my clothes on and had dragged Vick out the door before she could change her mind. "Thanks Rose!"

Vick laughed and kissed my ear. "I'm so happy you're ok."

I grinned at him. "Not yet, but I'm getting there."

He nodded. "Good, now, Nigel."

I pulled him towards the conference room. Nigel was there reading his favourite book Mud, Blood and Poppycockhe stood when we came in and hugged me quickly. "Glad you're up Turner. Elisabeth's been skittish all day."

I smiled and glanced at Vick who grinned.

Told you he liked her. He said.

You did not. I told you.

Liar.

Jealous.

"Right, why don't you two sit?" Nigel gave us a weird look and we sat opposite him. He started fiddling with his book mark and wouldn't look at us.

"I know about Lucky." He said. "I know she's different."

Vick and I stayed silent.

What do we do? I yelled in my head.

Act like he's gone mad?

No! Its Nigel!

Tell him the truth?

How?!

"Nigel, Lucky is what's known as a Savant. She has powers. I'm also one and so is Marian." Vick said it very professionally.

There. He added. Easy.

Nigel rested his head on his hands. "Right. So, can you two blow fire and all that?"

Vick shook his head and I scratched mine. Nigel was taking this very easily.

He saw my confused look. "Look, Turner, I'm in charge of Media Liaison in the American Army. I have seen some weird things in my time and at this point nothing could surprise me till you sprouted another head, said your name was Phil and danced round singing Justin Bieber."

I nodded. I always thought he'd go mad eventually.

"So," He said, putting his head on the table. "Apart from a crazy dragon lady with massive power, I have to let my new best man go too."

I frowned. "What?"

He looked up at us. "Didn't you know?"

"Know what?" Vick asked, looking worried.

Nigel rubbed his forehead. "The FBI want you back in Colorado by tomorrow. You're going in an hour. We have to let you go."

"What?!" Vick and I both said loudly.

Nigel nodded. "I'm sorry. I know you guys have this thing going on but Vick's gonna have to leave. We can't have him out here anymore."

Vick just looked at me. I fought the tears back.

"Why?" I asked, surprising myself ay how weak my voice was.

"They have a mission for him. And they thing he's too valuable to them to have out here. Besides, his mum was complaining."

I nodded silently. Nigel looked sorry for us both. "Why don't you two go out and talk about it?"

Vick nodded and pulled me by the hand out into the evening sun. It was like the first time we met. And now he was leaving.

As soon as we got behind the conference building he pulled me into his arms and hugged me.

I cried. So shoot me.

"Ssh. Ssh, its ok." He rocked me slowly and stroked my hair.

"No its not." I sobbed and he let go to look into my eyes.

He held my face and rested his forehead against mine. "Listen to me Marian. We don't have much time. Now, I know you're going to be ok. You're strong and determined and you'll be ok. I know I used to be scared but now I know better."

I blinked away my tears and he carried on. "Yes, I have to go back. But I will always be here with you. I can't talk to you in our heads, it's too far. But I'll call, every day. And I'll email you."

I nodded. "But why do you have to go?"

He hugged me again. "They want me back."

I hugged him tightly.

We were interrupted by a cough behind us. We turned to see a young man shifting around. "Mr Benedict? We've got your bags ready sir. We need to take you to the airport."

"What?" I yelled and the man stepped back a bit. "But he's not meant to leave for another hour."

The man shrugged. "It was changed."

I brushed angry tears away from my eyes and winced when my face stung.

Vick pulled me to face him. "Listen, I love you. I always will. I promise."

"I love you too." I flung my arms around his neck and he held me close.

He kissed me hard, knowing we wouldn't see each other for months. "I'll email you when I get back." He said.

I nodded and kissed him again.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too. Even if you are a cowardly flake." I smiled and he grinned, though his eyes were glistening.

And with that he was ushered into the car.

I held his hand out of the open side and ran along with it until it picked up speed and left me in the dust. I coughed it away and spoke to him once more.

See ya soon hot stuff.

He answered straight away.

Bye Beautiful

You ok?

No tears?

Please tell me what you think.

xx