Here is the next chapter :) I tried doing another POV for looksatbooks so i hope you like it :) I just want to say thank you to amelia-maryxxlovex for her lovely message :D

Saff's POV

I woke up to find Uriel wide awake and tapping away on his laptop. He was wearing a small pair of glasses which made him look incredibly brainy and also a lot older than his actual age. I sit up in bed so I can look at what he is doing on the laptop.

'Good-morning Curley. Did you sleep well?' Uri smiles when he sees I'm awake.

'Yes I did thank you. What are you doing?' I say, staring at the letters on the screen but I can't read any of them.

'Boring work stuff.' Uri grimaced. 'Sorry, I'll stop now if you like?'

'No, no. Carry on. I like watching you.' I say and continue to watch in fascination as his fingers tap away at the letters on the keyboard at lightning speed.

'p-s-y….p-s-y-c-h…' I attempt to read the word in the title of Uri's work by sounding the letters out loud but it didn't sound like a word I knew.

'Psychology.' Uriel said out loud, frowning slightly.

'No…I'm trying to read that word.' I say pointing to the work that began with a 'P.'

'Yeah. That says psychology. It's a bit of a tricky word because it's not spelt how it sounds.'

'That's your job isn't it?' I say, remembering him telling me about his work.

'Yeah.'

'Will you read me what you've written so far?' I ask eagerly.

'Can't you read?' Uriel askes gently.

'No. I never went to school. I can read some words though- like the easy ones.'

'Would you like me to teach you?' Uriel offers.

'Really?! You would do that for me?!' I beam with excitement.

'Sure I will. Do you want to start with the basics?' Uri says, closing down the work his was typing and pulling out a notebook and pen beside him.

Jos's POV

'Are you thirsty Tazzy?' I ask Tazzy who was chatting away to baby Samuel since Samuel is the only one who would listen to her for hours on end. Rogue and Victor had left me to keep an eye on Samuel in the highchair while they went and got dressed so it was only me, Tazzy and Samuel in the kitchen.

'Yes, I am a little.'

'Would you like me to get you some juice?' I ask and Tazzy nods in agreement.

'Jos, can we go and wake daddy and mama yet?' Tazzy moans.

'Not just yet, Taz. It's still kind of early.' I say, and don't add onto the end that they are probably tired with worry.

Last night I got suspicious about the way mama and Uriel were behaving since I have to look after mama and it makes me worried when she worries. I quietly crept outside the living room when I was sure Tazzy was asleep. Mama was telling everyone that she and Uri were being followed and that the follower knew who she was.

I couldn't possibly think who the follower could be. If mama didn't recognise him then he can't have been anyone at the beach or the area we lived in. If he knew mama then he must have been someone from her past. Mama doesn't like talking about her past. Whenever we bring up the subject of her childhood, she quickly changes the subject or uses her gift to make us relax. She thinks we haven't noticed but I have. I know that mama's past wasn't great since I remember little bits of it from when I was younger.

I can remember that there wasn't much food in the house and mama and I were always hungry. Mama would cry when she thought I was asleep. Sometimes, she would go to a stranger's hotel room with a man and she could be gone for an hour or so. She always gave me a pen and paper to draw a picture to show her when she got back. I'm not stupid; I know what mama did. That's why I have to protect her.

'Josiah pleeeasseeee!' Tazzy whined.

'No Tazzy. Mama and Uriel need to rest.' I say, wiping down the table and work surfaces with a wet cloth.

'Why don't you call him dad?' Tazzy asks.

'Because we've only known him for 2 days.'

'But he's mama's soulfinder! They're going to get married and then he'll be our dad properly.'

'I don't know Taz. It just feels weird calling him dad. Maybe I will once I get more used to the idea, I don't know.'

'Gooood morning!' Mama sings coming down the stairs with Uriel looking the happiest I've ever seen.

'Morning mama!' Tazzy and I reply.

'Morning kids! I hope Vic and Rogue haven't dumped the baby on you.' Uriel frowned.

'Oh no I offered. Samuel's no bother.' I say.

'Have you kids eaten yet?' Uri asked.

'No, we were going to wait for you.'

'Well then…who wants pancakes?' Uri grinned.

'Yes! Pancakes! I love pancakes!' Tazzy exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

'Tazzy you've never had a pancake?' I raise my eyebrows up in amusement.

'Daddy thinks they're nice so they must be nice.' Tazzy retorted, emphasising the word 'daddy.'

'You kids go watch TV or something, I can manage here. You too Saff.' Uri smiled.

'Hey, I'm not a kid.'

'A certain lady at the cinema would disagree.' Uriel teases.

'What lady?' Will asks coming in with Dolly. Uriel grinned mischievously.

'Don't you dare Uri!' Mama threatens Uriel.

'Saff got asked for ID at the cinema. The film was only rated 15.' Uri laughs and everyone joins in.

'That's a good thing though? Loads of women would have loved that.' Dolly pointed out.

'Maybe if they asked if she was older than 21, not 15.' Uri laughed.

'mmmm' Saff glowered at Uri and he beamed in return.

'Mama! Jos! That funny program is on! The one with the yellow people.' Tazzy yelled from the living room.

'She means the Simpsons.' Will explained laughing.

'Coming Taz.' I shout back and follow Taz's voice into the living room.

Uriel called us in around 10 minutes later to see if we wanted to have a go at flipping pancakes. I could just about flip one but only a couple of centimetres high. Around breakfast, everyone was discussing what to do today. It wasn't a very hot day so Vic and Rogue said that it would be nice to go to the beach with Samuel since they hadn't been yet. Tazzy and I also wanted to go to tell our friends about the new house. I was keen to tell all my mates about the football match on the TV.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the rest of the family came round and agreed that the beach was a good idea. Everyone walked down to the beach so we looked like one massive family. Everyone was acting normal although I had this weird feeling we were being watched. I tried telling myself that I was just being paranoid and it was just my imagination playing up from eaves dropping yesterday but I just couldn't shake that eerie feeling…