Emily sat in the dining hall, looking round at the faces that were staring at her, looking away when they saw her notice. Her outburst a couple of days ago had obviously left them in fear. Pat was almost back to normal, though still a bit fragile and seemed to be the only one treating her normally, despite being the most hurt by her outburst. Emily had managed to knock Natalie's artery back into place, but there had been a lot of blood in Natalie's lungs and she had had to have her lungs drained of liquid down on the hospital wing. Dr Dunlop had wanted to transfer her to the local hospital but at Lou's insistence he performed the operation himself. Natalie was back on the wing now, still finding breathing difficult. Looking round Emily sighed, she had hoped that now everyone knew about her she would feel better but all she felt was a freak. To her surprise Lou appeared to pick up on the mood and came to her rescue.

'So, Emily' Lou began smiling kindly, though slightly nervously down at the young nun 'How about you explain to the wing about what your…abilities?' Emily stared at Lou, and she wasn't the only one. Everyone seemed to recoil away from the nun fearing she would have another explosion.

'I…don't know if that's wise Miss,' replied Emily 'I don't think people want to know' she added when realised it sounded like she might lose it again.

'I just think it might help for people to understand better.' Lou responded calmly, shrugging slightly. Looking around Emily was surprised to see curiosity emerging beneath the anxious expressions.

'I would like to know' came a small voice, looking past Lou as she turned Emily saw Janine sitting a couple of tables away, fidgeting nervously as Natalie glared across the table at her, before approaching the nun. 'I mean, its pretty cool…the whole electricity thing…terrifying…but pretty cool' Emily couldn't help but laugh at the comment, her laugh ringing out in such a soft noise everyone else couldn't help but chuckle. The only silent one was Natalie who glared at the floor, not stupid enough to comment.

'Erm…ok then. If you wish.' Said Emily, raising her hand to form a small arch of electricity between her finger and thumb. She saw everyone including Janine recoil slightly in anxiety before looking closely at the bright arch.

'Wow…' whispered Janine fascinated 'Wicked…' Emily had to smile at the child-like enthusiasm. Closing her hand she put out the arch, partly to show her audience she could safely. Looking around her, her smile widened as she saw awe overtaking fear in people's expressions. All but one. Watching Emily saw Buxton rise from her seat to sulk off to her cell.

'There a problem Natalie?' Emily inquired keeping the cold tone to the edge of her voice. Natalie spun on the spot, her anger evident in her face.

'No. Why would some static bitch with electricity exploding out of her possibly be a problem?' Natalie snapped hoarsely back sarcastically her voice dripping with bitterness. Behind her the gate swung round quite sharply slowing slightly to knock Natalie with a small amount of force on the back of her head and almost causing her to fall forward. Looking quickly from the gate to Emily she could see the mischievous glint in the nun's eyes.

'I'm also a magnetic bitch.' Replied Emily smugly as everyone sniggered as Natalie stormed away, even Lou unable to stop herself smiling.

'I would suggest you don't make that a habit.' Lou warned softly 'I can't approve of bad behaviour even with super powers, even with Natalie.'

'Well you could never prove it was me' Emily smiled back, her eyes full of mischief. Lou raised her eyebrow at this; still unable to believe this woman was a nun.

'So why did…it…get out of control last time?' Asked Lou curiously, fairly sure of the answer.

'Exactly that. Emotionally I lost control.' Explained Emily her smile fading. 'It's always been like that. Usually when I am angry or afraid. Its far worse than that if I am afraid.' Lou looked down at the young woman's face, recognising grief in the sad expression.

'So what if…you know…you have a shag?' Interrupted Janine her curiosity getting the better of her. As everyone else shot her a cynical look she rushed to defend herself. 'Well you said if you lose control...' Janine said her voice trailing off.

'No, no.' Said Emily quickly seeing the young woman's embarrassment 'It's a fair question. Simple answer is I can't..."have a shag" ' She answered whilst doing quote gestures with her hands.

'What...not ever?' Said Tina open mouthed. 'No hanky panky?' Torn between sadness and humour at the shock on Tina's face, Emily looked down chuckling before answering.

'Well let's put it this way' replied Emily sighing 'The only person I ever kissed ended up unconscious for six hours. So no, no hanky panky.' She felt Pat's eyes on her, who now knowing she understood why she hadn't let her kiss her. She had been protecting her. Feeling sadness creep into her veins Pat looked away from the young nun who was now answering endless questions by her audience, explaining how being a nun meant she could live a controlled life, and find a purpose. Pat listened silently, understanding dawning on her, and the sadness that came with it. Unknown to them, a certain figure was watching from the top banister. Natalie glared down at the ginger woman, a darkly content smile creeping onto her lips as a twinkle sparkled in her eyes.

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