13-When All Else Fails

"More murders have broke out in the towns and villages surrounding the City Center," the news reporter spoke as if directly to the group. It was as if everyone out there knew it was up to them and that was why they ha dnot bothered to stop it themselves.

"Scarlatina remains to be the only one untouched so far, but that may not last for long. If things continue this wa-" But Scott switched the TV off before anyone could get even more depressed over the matter.

"We need a plan and we need it NOW!" The werewolf barked at everyone. They all jumped slightly, not knowing that Scott could have such a temper as he did. But they all knew he was right.

"Wolf boy's right." Celia agreed, sitting up from her stretched out position on the sofa. "We need to get this plan into action and fast." She then stopped, taking a look around the room and noticng the absence of the person they needed most, "Where's Thomas?"

Everyone took a look around too, no one having noticed her hadn't even been there. Then again, since the big fight, Thomas hadn't been there a lot, so it wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

Jenifer was sat on the floor, playing with Jack-Jack so Dallas could take a break. She was the only one who didn't look to check to see if her brother was there or not. She knew he wasn't there. Jenifer knew that Thomas had decided to spend the day with someone who everyone else wanted to

"Take a guess." The caramel-blonde told everyone.

"Olivia?" Dallas replied, her voice groggy and unimpressed by knowing she was right.

"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner." The teenager spoke sarcastically happy.

"No!" Jack-Jack argued, shaking his head at Jenifer as he stopped playing with his blocks for a moment. Jenifer was quite confused by the small boy. He did keep babbly away to her, but she had no idea what it was about.

"No?" Jenifer questioned him. Jack-Jack lowered his head, looking very sad as he sighed and repated his word. "What?" The confused girl asked, turning to face his mother who was sat on the sofa.

Dallas just shurgged at Jenifer, keeping her eyes on her son as he continued to look morally depressed, "He's two, it could mean anything..."

"Why did you bring here again?" Rosie asked.

"Because Jenifer is free child care." Dallas replied. "And I can't leave him home alone."

Jenifer was all too happy to watch the small boy who had grown quite fond of her too. He was always wanting her to play with his buliding blocks whenever he say her.

"Pay!" Jack-Jack smiled, shaking his brown mope of head. He got to his feet, ran to Dallas, smiled up at her and then ran back to where he was sat previously, "Pay!"

"Play...?" Jenifer guessed. Jack-Jack had shut up by now though, starting to stack the multi-colored pieces of plastic up on top of each other. He may have been adorable, but he was also very confusing.

Olivia snuggled her head even deeper into Thomas bare chest, if that was possible. The two were cuddling up beneath the sheets of Olivia's bed whilst her father was out of town for the day.

"Tom..." The dark haired girl whispered, her eyes full of worry. "What's wrong, baby?" She didn't have to look at his face to know that something was wrong with him.

Tom turned on his side and Olivia moved so she was doing the same. They both stared into each others eyes for a long while, and Tom could see how much conern his 'girlfriend' was holding back. But, then he had to rethink his memory, Olivia had always been good at pretending to mean things, when she never did. Thomas had learnt from his mistakes on that one.

"It's nothing, babe." The vampire finally replied, tucking a strand of curly black hair behind Olivia's ear. "I've just got a lot on my mind..." It wasn;t a lie, Thomas really did have a lot to think about, but Olivia didn't need to know the details of it all.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

Thomas sighed, flipping onto his back again. He knew Olivia was going to be this way, acting all innocent just to regain his trust and such.

The teen girl sat back on her knees, holding the thin sheets around her petite body. She kept on staring down at Thomas, expecting him to fall right into the trap of spilling his heart out, but he never did.

"I just need to sort some things out on my own, thats all." He told her.

"Good." Olivia smiled, leaning down and giving Thomas a rough kiss. "Because I wasn't paying much attention to you anyway." She crawled her body over his, reaching down and grabbing her silk dressing gown from the floor.

Thomas didn't look at Olivia's body as she purposly falunted it. No matter what the two had been getting up to all afternoon, he refused to let Dallas leave his mind. He couldn't help but wonder if this was counted as cheating.

Everyone was staring oddly at Dallas, but she was used to such stares. Most people had given her that look in school or when they saw he on the street with such a young baby with her.

"Okay, fi we guess will you tell us?" Annalise asked, almost buzzing with excitement.

Dallas thought on the question for a moment. Maybe she didn't want everyone to know, knwoing it would ruin her reputation amoungst them if they did. On the other hand, they were her friends now, maybe they wouldn't think of her any differently.

"Okay, but ONLY if you guess correctly."

"Are you a vampire?" Rosie instantly asked. It was pretty obvious that Dallas wasn't a vampire, but was easier to start off with the basics first.

Abigail had come to the conclusion that no one knew the truht behind why Dallas fitted into Scarlatina. Most people couldn't without a very strong reason such as being one of them, but no one knew about Dallas. Dallas had shown no signs of power or changes, she stayed perfectly human the whole time.

Everyone was now pressing her for answers, wanting to find out what Dallas truly was. She seemed quite reluctant about it, and once they all found out the truht, they would all know why.

"Pixie?" One of the twins asked, but Dallas shook her head no.

The tanned girl nervously looked over to the Princess. She was indian-style on the same sofa as Dalls herself, but Carmen was smirking widely in her direction. Dallas was not going to deny the fact of how uneasy Carmen's smirk made her truly feel on the inside and out.

"Don't worry." Carmen tried to assure Dallas. "I'm not going to say a word, but I know none of them are going to guess it right." Dallas did feel slightly easier knowing that Carmen knew and still wanted to be around her.

"House-Fairy!"

"You know?" Annalise asked, shocked that Carmen hadn't spoken up before.

"Tree-Elf!"

"I've read her file." Carmen replied to Anna's question and ignoring Jenifer's random guessing process.

"Gotta admit, you are pretty short though..." Jenifer mumbled as Dallas shook her head no for both guesses.

Everyone kept eyeying Dallas up and down now. They all wished that Carmen would say something or Dallas would give them a clue because they were all pretty stumped for choice on all of it.

"There isn't anything you come across as." Tiger told Dallas, who was quite glad she didn't. Then again, there were no sterotypical looks for Dallas, only acts, and that wasn't a good part.

"Are you human?" Celia asked, seeing as no one else had asked the most obvious one there was. If Dallas didn't come across as anything, chances were that she was human.

"Nope..." Dallas replied with a whisper as she stroked her sleeping son's hair. "I do have a reason to be here..." That stumped everyone even further.

A reason was more than likely meaning that she really wasn't human, but if she wasn't human, what was she?

"Vampire, werewolf, fairy, pixie, human, tree-elf, house-fairy, witch, sorcerer, tracker, domanian, flower...Element controller?" Drake spoke all in one breath, stopping only to take one last guess.

"None of the above..." Dallas was worrying now. "And I'm not a half-bredd either." They were narrowing down the search, but no one seemed to be predicting the worst quite yet.

No one had any guesses left. Everything Drake had said was everything that Dallas could have been, but they honestly hadn't guessed it yet. No one was going to suspect her to be one, so why should they have guessed? Though, not a lot did know what they were...

"There is nothing left for you to be." Scott grumbled, thinking he knew that there wasn't. But there was.

Abigail had remained quiet for a while now. She was deep in thought, thinking back to all of her biology text books. One of them, the one she had found most interesting, had listed a lot of beings who lived in Scarlatina. Well, not individuals as such, but their types.

There was one in particular Abigail's mind was being drawn to. Whether it was because she may have been subconsciously reading Dallas mind or because the poor girl did look worried to death, but Abigail had a bad feeling about it.

"Let me look at your eyes." Abigail finally said, getting up from the floor too fast. She gave Dallas a scare when she suddenlt appeared right nect to her, perring deeply into her army green orbs of vision.

Abigail studied them for a while before finally going wide-eyed herself, "I knew it...You're a soothsayer."

A/N: Anyone know what a soothsayer is?

I just had to google synonms to make it sound better...LOL! Seriously...haha!

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