Sorry my update has taken so long. My writing computer crashed and I've found time to use my sister's.

Adelle's POV

A door to another universe. I wasn't sure whether to continue having these people help me or turn them into a mental institution. I wanted them to be sane because they had been the only people to have a theory as to what was wrong with me. They were the only people to have a clue how to help me. James said they were very smart and I trusted him, so I decided to go back when they had asked me to.

I was off work for the day, so I decided to go down to the bar with Carla. James was already sitting at the bar when I arrived. I walked up behind him and stole the stool right beside him. He looked over, a small smile appearing on his face but not like the others. He was hiding something behind his it, something I was determined to solve.

"How did you sleep." He asked with real sincerity in his voice. Though never looking into my eyes.

"Fine, compared to all my other nights. What's wrong with you?" I asked hoping he would tell me. But he only shook his head.

"Can we go for a drive?" He asked. Though the ride didn't sound like much fun, I figured I'd be able to get more information from him if we were alone.

"Alright." I nodded and slid off my stool. He quickly followed. We walked out the wood door and he opened the passenger door for me, into his sedan I slid. He pulled out of the small parking lot and hesitated talking until we were down the street.

"Apparently they've been working on creating a barrier from the other side for almost twenty years now. They don't know if they will be able to help you." He said with nearly no emotion in his voice. He tried to sound stoic but his eyes still expressed what his words wouldn't.

"So, then I just won't be able to sleep as well. It isn't that big of a deal. They went away last time, maybe they'll go away again." I suggested, trying to relax him a bit.

"They've worked with someone with this problem before and it almost resulted in permanent brain damage." I saw a small tear fall from his eye. He smoothly brushed it away with his arm as he rubbed his head.

"It's going to be fine. I'm different, it stopped for me. Perhaps it will stop again." I tried to act smug. Maybe if I seemed sure of myself he would follow. Though really when he said that, I felt my stomach tie in knots.

"Maybe. I wish we could find out what happened before."

James' POV

I was going to go ask Peter to help me. He and Olivia had been my guardians since I was twelve. When they came into town I had been placed with old Ms. Mackerson, whose day's were numbered. They told me they needed someone to run errands for them and I would be perfect. They needed to be able to work and they didn't have time to run errands. They even said they would pay me. So, I went to live with them and they paid me, just to keep track of the people who came through town. I guess I didn't give a deep enough description of Adelle.

It was almost my time to work so the door was already unlocked for me. I walked in and began walking down the stairs when I heard Peter and Olivia arguing.

"How are we supposed to do this Olivia? It's been almost twenty years and I still can't do it!" Peter yelled frustratedly.

"Maybe it will be different this time." Olivia encouraged.

"Last time it almost resulted in brain damage! Last time there was nothing we could do! What do you think will make this time different?"

"Well, she's older than last time. Don't you think that will make a difference?"

"Not really. The brain can only handle so much Olivia." Peter's voice went soft and I could hear Olivia sobbing.

"I miss her Peter." She cried.

"I know. So do I. But we can't change what's already happened. I'll try, but if if Adelle get's as bad as last time, we need to send her away." Peter spoke. I could hear the hatred he had toward the very words he spoke. I didn't witness their moments of weakness very often, and it scared me. If they were down on themselves, how was I supposed to have hope? I didn't know what it was about Adelle, but I just felt a deep connection to her. Ever since I saw her walking up the long empty road. Then after we became friends, I couldn't believe I had been able to live without her there with me. It seemed she brought a deeper meaning to my life, I meaning I had never known before.

I walked back to the front of the house and rested my head in my hands. Feeling he pain take it's course through my body. I kept seeing images of Adelle stuck in a hospital. Only being able to live off the machine she was hooked up to. Or, she was leaving and I couldn't go with her. I had to stay here with Peter and Olivia. Making sure they didn't do any damage to the city, or themselves. I couldn't leave them.

"James could you please help me upstairs today. I have a guest room I would like to get ready. I need to put up some pictures of my daughter and I need you to get the box of the extras I made in the attic." Olivia gave me my chore for the day. About the same amount of easy work I had everyday, in exchange for everything I could ever need and more.

I pulled out the pictures of a little girl. Who I was guessing was the little girl they couldn't save so many years earlier. Their daughter. That must be why they had been being so on edge lately. It didn't help that Adelle looked a bit like her. I felt sorry that they couldn't save their daughter, but I was hopeful that they would be able to help Adelle.

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