AUTHOR'S NOTE:

OK, so I almost didn't right this chapter. But I did get reviews back so I'm going to continue the story. I realize that their first kiss is a little cliché, but I'm a hopeless romantic who watch a lot of movies. . If there's a specific event you want to see happen between them or to them, review and let me know. If it fits into my vision, I'll try to include it. So keep the reviews coming! Thanks so much!

Also, I'm home for the summer so the updates should come pretty quickly.

CHAPTER FOUR:

Alexandria's POV

I'd circled the garden with Gideon. He seemed bizarrely familiar. But I couldn't seem to place him.

"I know you're going to find this odd." He said

"Go on." I prodded.

"I really can cook good butter cake."

"Butter cake? Like, an actually cake made of butter?" I asked in disbelief.

He laughed. "No. although butter is the major ingredient."

"I would try it." I said thoughtfully.

He looked at me surprised. "I'll send you some then, Miss Xavier."

"Call me Alexandria or Alex. Your making me feel like an old lady with all that Miss Xavier stuff"

"OK." Before I got the chance to ask him anything, we heard a scream from inside the house. Startled, we both looked up. Glancing around, I saw that we were off the main path. I doubted anyone else had heard the scream. I took off.

"Jesus! Alexandria!" Gideon was running after me.

I hit the door and started up the main stairway, my heels clicking fast. I heard Gideon behind me, drawing closer. We reached the top of the stairs, and stopped. It was a long hallway with many wooden doors. I darted towards the first one, and flung it open. No one.

I did the same with the second door. Nothing.

Gideon was on the opposite side of the hall, checking those rooms.

We got halfway down the hallway when Gideon reached a locked door. We looked at each other. "Break it down!" I said. Sighing, he threw his weight against the door. It shook but remained steady. A few more times, and the door swung open to reveal a person leaping out the window!

I gasped and ran to it window. The person dissolved before hitting the ground. Gideon stood behind me, also watching. "A shadowtraveller" He murmured.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"A shadowtraveller is a mutant who can use shadows to teleport to somewhere—provided where they want to go is also in shadow." He explained.

He continued by saying, "what I don't understand is why they would scream and draw attention up here when they could just use their gift." He motioned to the room, which was indeed shrouded in shadows. We turned back to glance out the window when the door slammed shut.

"Hey!" I ran to the door and pounded on it. "Hey! Open! We're in here!"

Gideon reached my side and yanked hard on the doorknob. "It's locked." He said in disbelief. "Well, unlock it." I said in an exasperated tone.

"I would" He said. "But there's no lock on the inside of this door."

"That's absurd. There wasn't a lock on the outside-"I stopped talking as I noticed he was right. There wasn't a lock on either side of this door! "But-"I sputtered.

"How can a door with no locks lock?" I asked Gideon.

"Beats me. But we need to find a way out. And we can't go the way our shadowtraveller did."

I glanced around the room, scanning for a possible exit. I didn't see one. The room was like a study/Library. Bookcases lined the walls and in the middle of each wall, cut into it, was a window seat type chair but with no windows. On the far side wall was just the window-No bookcases. A grand desk sat in front of the window.

" Do you notice something?" I asked him.

"What?"

"The desk. It doesn't have a computer on it." I told him.

"Your right."

I sat down on one of the non-window seats. "I don't suppose your mutation would help us."

Gideon shook his head. "I move objects with my mind, but I can't mentally unlock a lock that isn't there."

Gideon's POV

This could be dangerous territory. I initially hadn't cared if she knew who I was. But after talking to her, I was surprised to learn that I didn't want her to know now.

Why not? I asked myself. But I knew that answer.

I didn't want to lose her. You never had her.

I stood up quickly and ran a hand through my hair and turned towards her. "What about your mutation? Would it be at all useful?"

She shook her head. "I'm telekinetic, like my father. And I've got empathy."

An empath that could read and speak to minds. Well shit.

"Well that's not helpful- your right."

Alicia's POV

I couldn't find Alex anywhere. I guessed she was with that guy-Gideon? I'd seen them strolling and talking. Almost no one was left. I guess she got a ride from him.

I felt bad about leaving her here and just going, but I didn't see her anywhere. I did a quick check through the garden. Nope.

I got into the car and drove back to campus, I was a bit mad. Just leave and not say anything Alex! This was very unlike her. I intended to read her the riot act when I reached home.

Pulling in, I walked up to our room. "Alex-You'd better have-"I stopped talking when I noticed that the room was empty.

I started off to look for her. She wasn't escaping this one.

Gideon's POV

Glancing down at my watch, I noted we'd been in here for a few hours. We tried the door again, to no avail. I moved to sit next to Alexandria. "This is pointless. Who would trap people in an office?"

I grinned. "Your right. A dungeon would have been much more polite."

She rolled her eyes at me. She stood, stretching her arms above her head, and taking off her jacket and shoes.

"What are you doing?" I asked, leaning back on my hands.

"I'm going to read something. Such we can't get out and have all this entertainment available." She answered me, eyes scanning the books.

She began to climb up, reaching for a book on top.

"That's a severely bad idea." I noted.

She ignored me. I was beginning to find her quite fascinating that was for sure.

I saw the wood edge that she was standing on start to give. Glancing up, I could see that she was already on the third shelf. Keeping in mind that these were not bookshelves you are meant to climb up, she had about an inch-if that- of standing room.

I heard a crack. "Alexandria!"

"Wha—AHH!" she screamed as the bookshelf snapped and she fell. Shooting to my feet, I got under her just in time to catch her. Her momentum knocked me down, and we tumbled to the floor. I'd wrapped my arms around her when I'd caught her, so she landed on top of me.

"Thanks." She said.

"No problem." I answered. I couldn't help but notice that her lips were inches from mine. So I did what I'd been wanting to do for a while.

I kissed her. I was expecting her to push me away, and yell at me. So I was taken by surprise when she kissed me back. Holy shit, is this really happening?