Mark found her sitting underneath the dining room table. She had left without him and Kitchie, gone straight home and wanted to be alone in a small space.
"What are you doing?" Mark asked. Quinn looked at him, her eyes flat. "What does it look like?" He rolled his eyes and sat down beside the table. "Kitchie and I were going to go play outside. You want to come?" Quinn shook her head.
"Do you know where Caim is?" Mark asked. "Kitchie can't find him and we wanted to see if he'd come out." Quinn shook her head slowly, processing the information. Where had Caim gone after school? She had seen him leaving the school as she got on the bus. Did he go with Alex? Was he hiding somewhere in the mansion? "No," she answered finally. "I don't." Mark nodded once and stood up. "Ok. Well, have fun sitting. I'll see you later."
"Yeah. Later."
He left and Quinn waited a couple minutes before crawling out from under the table and heading upstairs. She passed Mr. Xavier's office as she wandered around the hallway and stopped when she heard Caim's raised voice. "What are you afraid that we'll do? Honestly Professor, I won't even take my shirt off to go swimming here; do you really think I'd…" He let his voice trail off as though the very thought was beyond belief. "You don' t need to worry about it."
"That's not all I'm thinking about Caim," Mr. Xavier said softly.
"I can control my powers and you know it." Quinn heard Mr. Xavier sigh. "Caim-"
"Come on Professor! If anything did happen, which it wouldn't, you'll be taking a body to the morgue." Quinn's eyes widened as she slid down the wall to sit next to the door. Would Caim really do that to Alex?
"You're so dramatic sometimes Caim," Mr. Xavier said. "You can't be-"
"Serious? Hell, I'm dead serious! I would kill myself if I ever hurt Alex. I would kill myself if there was even the prospect that I would." Mr. Xavier sighed again and Quinn but her lip. "It's still a no Caim. Especially after what happened today you need to stay here and calm down. If anything were to happen that set you off-"
"Professor!"
"It's a no Caim. Not yet."
"Not yet? I see. You'll never trust me." There was silence and Quinn shifted where she sat. The air was thick, the silence full of poison, and she could almost see the murderous look in Caim's eyes that she had seen earlier. "What was the fight about Caim?" Mr. Xavier asked after several minutes.
"Don't change the subject."
Quinn couldn't believe how Caim was talking to Mr. Xavier, the Professor, the guy that was helping them. Even Quinn, who never liked authority figures and denied them whenever she could, wouldn't talk like Caim was to the Professor.
"What was the fight about?" Professor Xavier repeated.
"They came up on us. Duncan started it."
"Alex tried to get you to leave but you didn't. You stayed."
"Get out of my head!" The crackle of flames roared suddenly and then it disappeared, replaced by Caim swearing profanities that would make truckers blush. The door to the office crashed open, thankfully on the other side of the wall, and Quinn jumped to her feet. Caim swung his head to look at her, his brown eyes wild. He growled and Quinn stumbled back. The glove on his left hand as well as the majority of his sleeve was burnt away, showing an array of tattoos. An old fashioned torch ran down his forearm and ended just above scorpion. The hospital sign was visible on his left palm before his hands turned into fists.
"Curiosity the cat killed the little bird," he snarled. With a hiss he whirled around and sprinted down the hall.
AN: Et voila! Sorry it's been so long, I've been busy and kinda stuck, even though I had half of it written already. I hope you liked it. We finally get to see a hint at Caim's powers ;D Hope you liked the chapter, the next one will be up soon. ... I hope.
Well please review! And once again - apologies for not updating for a while.