School Yard Games

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A/N: Okay guys are you ready? Here are the answers. . . what is Sookie, what happened to the town . . . it's all in here. . .

Enjoy JoXx. . .

"Alright alright," I shouted in the direction of the door, wrapping a towel round me, I made my way to the front door Sookie climbed into the shower after I left. Towel, clothing and all, curling into a ball in the bottom of the bath. "Coming," I shouted shooting her one last look.

I answered the door to a dishevelled looking Quinn, what the fuck? "About time," he barked.

"Quinn," I said, trying to hide my confusion at why I was looking at a supposed dead man, "I. . .I was just in the shower, where's the fire?"

"Sookie here?"

"What?"

He moved up on the step to make his way into the house, "what is all this about? Why would Sookie be here?" I blocked his way using my body as a shield.

"SOOKIE," he yelled.

"What is your problem? You can look around if you want?" I said with my arms folded across my chest. Hoping to God he would accept what I was saying and not want to look around.

"She's not here?" duh is that not what I said what is with the retard act?

"Quinn, I am her Principal as in; no go, why would I have a student here? that's asking for trouble," what I was saying was so true but I was more concerned with the; something dark and sticky in the centre of his chest I hadn't seen it before now as I was blocking the light from the hall way. His t-shirt was dark in colour, as the light revealed more of his features he looked like a dead man walking his skin pale, his lips tinged blue.

"Mind if I get back to my shower or you feel the need to check my house out?" Please say no.

"Quinn," I heard a voice behind him. "Come she is not there," it commanded from the shadows. I tried to get a look but I couldn't see anything.

He ambled away from the door walking almost as if he was drunk without another word. Sookie Stackhouse had a lot of explaining to do. I locked the door tight.

As soon as I got to the bathroom, Sookie got up from the bottom of the bath, "That wasn't Quinn," she whispered, her hands shaking.

"Okay," she had told me her brother had Bi-polar did it run in the family? I shook my head as if to clear it. No, I'd seen enough weird shit in this town to not, not believe her, even how Mulder, Scully and bad acid trip all in one it sounded.

She moved so I could get into the shower again getting the soap off me, she turned her back to me removing her wet clothing stripping to bra and panties. She turned around as she tied a fresh towel around herself.

"Go into my bedroom first door on the right, get yourself some dry clothes, I'll be there in a minute."

I took a couple of minutes to myself mainly washing the sweat and the soap off me, before joining her. She was sitting up in bed one of my shirts on with the comforter wrapped round her, on the chair where her bra and panties. Dear lord.

I pulled on a pair of lounge pants taking care not to expose myself to Sookie, not sure she hadn't seen the whole show by now anyway.

"Can I take a look at your stomach, I don't want you dropping dead on me."

She swallowed, nodding, scooting down she lifted the shirt she had a pair of my lounge pants on too that drowned her folded over again and again. The skin where I had seen her wounds were now shinny and looked like year old scares pinky red and shinny the new skin completely knitted together, incredible. Her skin was cold as Ice.

"Wow- how?"

"I am a freak," she said, her eyes filled, "I need sugar to complete the healing, high calorie food like peanut butter."

"Okay, your freezing too, tell me what to do?"

"Takes a lot of juice to heal like this, other systems have to slow down or don't function so well, the drop in temperature also preserves higher brain function, if I am seriously injured, like a fail safe."

"You sound like you're a machine, you are a real girl aren't you?"

She laughed the tears spilled over down her cheeks, "yes, I am a real girl," she laughed/ crying- sniffing. Yeah it was a mess, a beautiful mess even now.

"I'll put the fire on and get you something to eat," I picked her up, comforter, covers the whole shooting match getting her settled on the couch, I set to work on building a fire. "You like fried chicken?" I called over my shoulder.

"I am from Louisiana, does a bear shit in the woods?" she laughed at me, at least she was smiling. Humour was good, I'd take that any day of the week over that scared haunted look in her eye of a few minutes ago.

"Okay ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer," I smiled back at her, she giggled. I quickly set about nuking the take away chicken to reheat it. I put lashing off peanut butter on bread for her and just put the jar of sugar on the tray with a spoon, I pulled two Mountain Dew sodas from the fridge there was enough sugar in those to rot your teeth from just pulling the ring pull.

I returned to the sitting room from the glow of the fire I could tell Sookie was still looked pale, I dragged the coffee table closer scooting next to her my body flush with hers where our shoulders touched, she quirked an eye brow, "Body heat, keep you warm," she simply nodded in understanding.

We ate in silence occasionally taking looks at each other. When we were done I pulled her to me wrapping my big frame around hers, "this okay?" I asked.

"It's nice, you're warm,"

"You wanna tell me why a dead man turned up at my door tonight?"

"Whoa... straight in there. Oh Poor Quinn, they killed him on my momma's grave, I was just visiting my folks, Oh God..." she covered her mouth with her hand taking a deep breath like it all hit her again, then she steadied herself.

"I've had enough, I am sick of this shit... that why I have people after me, it's all my fault. Now Quinny is dead," she sobbed.

"Why don't you start at the beginning," usually a good place.

"Okay," she seemed to take a few moments to herself, blowing her nose "...Well, long story-very long... I was really sick as a child like really sick, tiny and weak my mom and dad were terrified that they would lose me. People thought I was slow-mentally. I was just introvert happy in my own world. Then I got really ill, in fact I was dying...

...it tore my grandfather up inside to see his son and his wife suffer like he had. His first wife and him had lost a son; Fintan to the same genetic disease that was killing me. When Fintain died his mom she couldn't take it, she shot herself. Later Grand Daddy married my Gran and had my Dad and my aunt Linda. Grandfather thought he was helping me-us. In collaboration with Compton systems he had once been working on bio engineering. When they discover potential for what they had created it scared them and they shut down all the projects vowing never to use it. Grandfather said it was like looking at God and knowing you could do what he could do, only with none of the wisdom behind it.

But my Grandfather couldn't let me die, so he broke his vow and injected me with a cure and curse all in one. Bio technology so far advanced it made him look like Gods little brother. Brendawn Brigant my Grandfathers brother was angry that my grand daddy Niall had shut down the programmes, saying they were worth billions. When he somehow discovered Niall had used it to cure me he was said to be livid. Niall's son Dermot, Fintan twin, from his first marriage turned against him as one of his most trusted employee's he went behind his father's back stole some of the formulas and tech."

"Shit!"

"It was all done under my grandfather nose, he is a brilliant man so they stayed close. I became well, the cure worked wonders, suddenly I was a healthy little girl again. Everyone was happy, Brendawn could just see the dollar signs and visited me often."

She tensed in my arms I held her tighter kissing the top of her head. "What happened?" I encouraged her, even though I didn't even know where to begin with the information she had already given me.

"Dermot and Brendawn wanted to ...to proceed to human testing as they were still undetected with in 'Sky' so they couldn't go through the normal channels for testing or do it at the lab without arousing too much suspicion... They altered all of the vaccines that were dispensed in Bon Temps in effect using the town's children as lab rats. Including Brendawns own grand kids the triplets."

"Jesus!" I gasped as the magnitude of what Sookie was telling me started to sink in.

"Oh no it gets worse, I got a double dose as it was local doctors that was dispensing these vaccines no one knew that I already had, had a massive dose when I got my booster, not that the doctor knew what they were giving anyway. A week later I was assimilating information at an alarming rate, I learnt Arabic in that week, I couldn't get enough my mind was like a sponge and it wouldn't switch off. I didn't sleep for three week's straight. My parents were beyond worried, beside themselves they made the mistake of telling Aunt Linda who asked Dermot to tell granddaddy, as granddaddy was often holed up in his lab for weeks on end it wasn't unusual to pass messages like this. She couldn't have known."

"Oh God, they killed your parents," I gasped as the full horror hit me of what had been done to Sookie and the towns children and her family.

"A flash flood was the official cause of death, but there had been so little rain fall... my dad was an excellent swimmer, but it didn't matter the both car doors had mysteriously jammed they weren't going anywhere. Freak accident is what they said. Aunt Linda died of cancer three days later, never having been diagnosed, her body was riddled, there is no way she could have coached the girls volley ball team in the afternoon and by eight that night been dead."

"Bio engineered cancer?"

"Now you see why Niall cut all the projects, this isn't for us to play with... we shouldn't have this. We are not ready." By we she meant the human race. . .having seen what I've seen in my line of work I couldn't agree more.

"So what happened then?"

"The changes in me kept accelerating, Brendawns twins tried to kidnap me, Neave and Lochlan, but I heard them coming. . . funny thing about the human race. . . we are all telepathic...but because we are told there is no way we can hear other peoples thoughts we block them, creating a shield around our minds most people are born like that. As my brain activity increase exponentially, I discovered I could move these shields allowing me to listen in, the shields usually only keep other peoples thoughts out most of the time we are all broadcasting."

"You weren't kidding when you said you where telepathic, thats how you knew Quinn was outside...well you know? ...his body at least," this is what she meant when she said she was never alone?

"Nope, no joke. Yes that's how I knew. I can't hear your thoughts very clearly, you have a very analytical mind it makes it harder to read. It's like you have extra shields. The day of my parents funereal, My grandmother was barely able to be there having lost both her children. I dropped thebomb. Brendawn killed them and Uncle Dermot helped and all the town's kiddies were their own personal lab rats. Of course I did it in style, middle of the church service with the whole town present I was only seven I didn't know any better, I read it straight out of their minds."

"Oh shiiit, how did they take it?" I gasped like a little bitch, but I could just imagine the lead balloon of what Sookie had said, that day.

"Dermot escaped. But the town ...I don't know if I should be telling you this..." she swallowed hard.

"Sookie," I turned her round to face me, "let's get one thing straight, you can trust me, I'll never hurt you I won't use anything against you or the people you care about, I promise."

"Okay... well Brendawn got rough justice as did Neave and Lochlan they were up to their necks in it too. My Grandfather was devastated, he couldn't face my Grandmother anymore, his guilt ended their marriage. With Compton senior they set up a fund, we all pulled together as a town. Many people had noticed that their kids were very advanced and so forth, that they could do incredible things... you've seen some of them.

The technology that had been unleashed accelerated human evolution, the things you have witnessed will be us, humanity in the future, it will be a gradual process, not this. Forced like this."

"Did you kill De Castro?" I asked as I held my breath. . .

Oh My! And after all that a cliffy too. . . Let me know your thoughts. . .