"Gwen! Gwen Cooper! Snap to, get up! You have to wake up! Even I won't get us both out in time! Come on, the roof is giving out!"

"Wha...?"

Part of her was really embarrassed that she woke up in the arms of a dashingly hot (there, she admitted it) stranger. Part of her could just stare at the little drop of blood on his forehead where she knew he had been hit by that bullet.

Most of her panicked when she realised that the entire place was engulfed in flames.

"Oh! Good you'r awake! Now make it stop!"

"What?"

"Make the fire stop!"

"Do I look like a fireman to you!"

"No, but I figured if you could make fire, you could put it out!"

"I didn't start no fire! And you where shot!"

"Details! Ok, Hold on to me!"

Then she was pulled up on her feet, and they ran through the burning building, trying their best to avoid the caving derbies falling around them. A thick log hit Gwens leg, and without even asking, the boy swooped up in his arms and kicked the burning door out and half dragged, half carried her out.

On the back, there was a huge plain of grass where the kids played football. It was still soaking wet after the rain, and after a few yards, they both tumbled down on the grass, panting and smoking.

"Where... Did the girl... Go?"

"Suzie? ...She's dead."

"What happened?"

She knew, somewhere in her gut. It's like when your dreaming and you know something even though it makes no sense.

"You're irregular... I'm sorry Gwen, but you're one of us."

She wanted to scream, she wanted to curse and deny it, but she couldn't. She knew, she could feel it.

"Gwen... Are you alright?"

"How did you know my name?"

"Never mind that. You have to relax."

"I am relaxed!"

"Then why are you shaking?"

She looked down. Her hands where shaking and steam was rising from around her.

"Oh my God!"

"Relax...!"

"Oh dear God help me...!"

"Gwen if you don't relax, you'll blow up again!"

She whimpered and buried her face in her arms, trying to breathe but something was welling up inside her, threatening to burst out. Then a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her and for the second time tonight she found herself in the tight hold of the boy in the long coat.

"Just calm down... It's not so bad... You'll do fine, Gwen Cooper."

She couldn't do it. Whatever was welling up in her chest burst out. Tears ran down her face and she just couldn't stop. She must have gone on for minutes before she realised that she was not on fire anymore, and that the steam had stopped. Still, she couldn't bring herself to get out of the awkward embrace, so she stayed and watched the old house burn, hearing shouts and sirens in the distance.

"Oi! What you think you're doing?"

Jack turned his head around, but Gwen didn't seem to have heard the angry voice. A kind of heavy bloke with short hair was stomping his way over to them.

"What are you doing with my girl ey?"

Jack gulped. Of course a pretty girl like her had a guy, he had to defuse this fast.

"You're her boyfriend? Thank heavens!"

He stood, pulling a slightly shell-shocked Gwen to her feet also.

"You take care of her! She was over by the house when it exploded, she might be in shock. Make sure she gets home, alright?"

He gently shoved her into the now confused boys arms and turned to sneak away into the dark.

"What! Who are you?"

"No one special! You take good care of her now!"

All Rhys really could do was stand there and watch the odd guy disappear between the shadows.

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