Chapter 25

Courtney's POV

I'm in danger, constantly, what kind of person would play with fire with a frozen heart?

I'm a frosty bitch. And that's before people say before I freeze them. I'm mean and cold and I know that.

But the main thing was, I had nothing to complain about in my life.

I know I sound like a major loser at the moment but I'm sorry to say I love my job. I totally do. Really.

I mean, I get to be in control, I get to use my power and I'm only a few steps away before I can control this place.

The place I'm talking about?

Radical Action Wardens.

Also known as R.A.W.

The company erases minds, fights people, relocation, new gadgets, comfy living for myself but there is one negative. I don't like the tests.

These aren't normal tests, if they were I would be done already and Duncan would be held back for failing. Except I'm the one held back and Duncan gets to fight harder, longer and better than before, while I get weaker and weaker with each fight.

They say they are trying to improve me, but with all the blood they have drawn, all the operations, me icing up for hours on end, fighting for them to observe, MRI after brain scans, after awhile it gets a big much and I can't wait to get back to the room I share with Duncan.

Don't think I'm a slut or anything, he wasn't able to tap this until we dated and worked here for a good 7 months. I hate to say, (oh who am I kidding) I own Duncan. And I love him, I do, just that he gets really annoying when he thinks I'm tired after all the tests and all weak. I'm not, I'm a strong person and I don't need a guy to lean on.

I yawned as I pressed my hand on the pass, I was wearing my normal clothes but when the door slid shut behind me I started to take it off, glad to be rid of my boiling hot clothes. They had just made me sit in a heater for an hour while in ice form and lifting weights. So I'm a bit tired and I don't feel like going out to bag and tag anyone for at least...12 hours.

I walked over to Duncan and my room where I found he sprawled on the top taking up most of the room. I sighed as I took up all the power I had left and froze the pillow he was sleeping on. Duncan woke with a start and melted the pillow when his hand landed on it. "Hey" he said, getting up from the bed and coming to my side, I pushed him away. "Awwww" he cooed "someone's tired."

"Someone needs to shut the hell up" I snapped, getting onto my side of the bed which had the air conditioner on full blast, and where icicles and frozen sheets alerted people that I had a nightmare...or I was having a little too much fun. "I just woke you up so I could get some room on the bed for once"

I let my head crash into my almost frozen pillow and groaned as my head hit it hard. I felt Duncan's hot body get into the bed next to me and I tried to move away. "Duncan, just move away...you're burning me" I said, whispering the last part. I didn't want him to move away, really, but I really liked not having my back sweat and just be nice and cold.

Duncan sighed and got up from the bed, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to get to sleep without thinking of Duncan looking so depressed. But I didn't even get to remember how he looked last time when I pushed him away before I fell asleep.

OooO

To say waking up to an alarm clock blaring in your ear is a brutal wake up call, let's try a red flashing light and something that sounds like a car alarm right above your head...and you can't press the snooze button. I rolled over in bed and got up, and I was still dead tired since I only slept...I slept 8 hours and I'm still tired?

I quickly ran over to my closet and threw off my bra and underwear, slipped on a thong and my work outfit...which I think shows off a little bit of my body, but it is easy to move in I guess and I know that Duncan won't have a wondering eye anytime soon. "Why do we have to do this now?" Duncan groaned as he stumbled into the closet.

He hadn't just woken up, that's for sure, he was probably just having a good time somewhere else more likely. Setting fire to something or someone, I flinched as I pulled on one of my pure white boots, my arms were still sore from last week. But I wouldn't let Duncan see me in pain.

It was embarrassing enough when we went to see Heather when I hissed in pain and he was all over me, it was awful. But what was worse was when Heather started to talk to me, as though she knew what I was going though. Her mental home was nothing compared to what I'm going through, this is a personal torute every time I go for a test. "Come on" I told Duncan as I zipped my last zipper, "let's go beat someone up" might make me feel better.

"Right behind you, I'll follow you out" I did as he asked and opened up our large metal door and stepped out into the hall. Although our apartment seemed warm and inviting, with framed pictures of us and family on the wall, modern furnishing and that normal mess that people usually left behind, the sterile silver hallway was anything but.

Over the door I knew there would be a giant number and above the buzzer would be our full names, including our Power Person numbers. The hallways in this area of the institute was for the housing of the agents, the other arms branched off into the science area, which included all the labs, cells for Power People they were testing on regularly, beds for the damaged in fierce fights and loads and loads of things I'm not allowed to even think about. There was a wing of cells for those Power People who were on the edge of exposing us and did not care, then there were those who were a danger to everyone around them, and the final wing of this building belonged to the weaponry (for those Norms who worked with us) and transportation.

We were part of the largest R.A.W companies and the funny thing was, no one knew we are here. Duncan and I first worked in the Canadian version of R.A.W, but we soon found that they were too harsh on their prisoners, we were wanting to quit but quitting R.A.W was impossible, then we got an offer from here, telling us of the R.A.W that wanted us as they were forever watching the smaller nations and their R., this company were faster, more efficient and had better accommodation and medical care. The second Duncan got the message he agreed, I was pretty pissed for awhile for doing that without telling me but this place is much better, the people were nicer and they didn't gossip about us behind our backs.

Plus, the whole building was underground, that's right, miles and miles of this company was underground and the only thing Norms on the surface would see would be your run-of-the-mill old crummy office building.

So we had been working at this particular R.A.W for just over a year now, and we were really happy. Except...they were still testing me a year later. They got over Duncan in the first 2 months, saying that he was the most powerful he was ever going to get and they were just going to give him an extra couple of sessions in the gym every week.

Me, on the other hand, had a long way to go, but I had this power for 2 years and nothing new had happened, so they were testing me, telling me over and over that what they were doing was going to help me unleash my power, because there is no such thing as an ice elemental senior, they were ice in the beginning or water elemental. But eventually I will be able to control water as well, and not just to freeze, but to able to manipulate it and do all sorts of things. They haven't told me what sort of things but they say that when I can control water my power will be limitless and I would have a real chance in a fight with Duncan or other fire powered people.

Finally Duncan got out of our room and slammed the door behind us, knowing that we needed no keys and just our hand prints would let us back in. Then I noticed a suspicious lump in his pants...now I knew why he was taking so long. "Duncan! That is so gross!" I said as I stalked off.

I heard him running after me and I saw him reach into his pants-ew!- and take out his gun "Yeah. That was a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you..." he said, slinging a hand around my shoulders before I knocked him off.

"Just stop being such a dick and start preparing for the assessment, I'm tired and want to get back to bed as soon as possible" I sneered as I pressed the button for the elevator which would take us to the level we needed to get too. The elevator hissed as it opened and I walked in and pressed for level 1 while we were on level 5. But it was going to take less than 30 seconds to reach the top.

"Courtney, if you're tired just stay in bed. I can handle a mission by myself" he told me, side stepping into sweet and kind Duncan before my eyes, losing the stupid hot headed bastard that I fell for.

"Stop worrying about me!" I hissed at him, pushing him off me "I'm fine the way I am and I don't need you trying to help me."

"You know what Courtney!" he said, turning back into the hot headed pyromaniac I knew and loved/hated "I am so sick of trying to be nice to you and you just take it for granted!" the elevator hissed open again and we started to walk down the last of the sterile hallways.

"That is not true!" I yelled back at him "Just that you care too much!" ugh, I can't believe this guy can make me mad and aroused at the same time. Must be his talent or something, we finally arrived in the large control centre of R.A.W, it was like your average spy centre. Nerds at computers, dictators at the video screens trying to work out battle plans for the more powerful of our kind, a giant hologram globe showing red blinking dotes for newly formed power people, and people always running and talking and doing everything.

Duncan rounded on me and I almost crashed into him, "I care too much because you don't care enough!" he hissed.

"I care enough to know that you are crowding me, and what they are doing is good for me!" I yelled. "Just stop caring, and stop being the hot headed fighter when I'm trying to talk to you!"

"Don't tell me what to do sweetheart" Duncan.

"Pyromaniac!"

"Enough!" a third voice yelled. Duncan and I turned quickly and we came to face our own little nerd. Harold Mcgrady the third. He immediately started working for R.A.W after we all left school as he found that they needed to be kinder to those we tested on, giving them choices before we tried anything.

Harold was already prepared for our mission in his new suit, which was different from our last one as he wanted to blend in. He now wore something like a black body suit, high tech glasses and a belt full of gadgets that the weapons people had made up for him. Must be one of those search and do not destroy missions. Or maybe the complete opposite.

"She started it" Duncan grumbled, I stomped on his foot and he yelped, pushing me off.

"What is this mission concerning?" I asked as we followed Harold around to his large computer "Because if we are trying to find Izzy again then I'm going back to sleep."

"We are not finding Izzy" Harold snorted "But we have lowered our guesses down to her whereabouts being elsewhere."

"'Elsewhere?' What does that mean?" Duncan asked.

"It means we've narrowed it down to 'else'" Harold said, not even looking at us while he spoke, opting to type away at a keyboard before an image came onto the screen of a location, then the file of a young woman on screen, she had soft blonde hair and she looked like one of those people who worked at the library, had a cat and no social life. Why was she so important? "Her name is Mary Harper, 31 years"

"What is her power?" I asked as the image of the woman turned on the screen, pointing out her name, her ID number, last known residence, that sort of stuff.

"She is very powerful, if she is upset or angry then her body will transform into something completely different" Harold pressed another button and we were presented with a grainy picture of the woman using her power for the first time as a teen, she had her blonde hair pulled back and she ran into an alley way, crying, suddenly she stopped dead and started to scream, her back started to hunch, her legs growing longer, her skin turning a pulsing purple and she grew and grew before she looked like a daemon from another world.

"Why haven't we brought her in if she is this monster" I asked, pointing at the screen as it paused.

"We didn't need to" Harold told me, clacking as he pressed a few codes, up came a few pictures of her at a school in a group called "The transformers", an after school group that dealt with those who's emotions made them out of control. Image after image of her appeared as she grew older, looked happier, pictures of her with children who tried to help her calm down in monster form, her playing with other strange looking children. "She attended Ryan academy for Powerful people, located in on the edge of a small town in the middle of America. She was able to control her power and she has never had any trouble from us before."

"So why are we getting her now?" Duncan asked, "She doesn't seem like the sort of person to break the law."

"She isn't. She's been kidnapped, and when she is frightened her captors use her to scare banks and steal the money. We believe that her captors have powers but only on the first level. So we need to get in there, take down her captors and bring her in for medical attention. And we have to be calm the entire time or risk having to kill her."

"Which is why Frostbite should not attend this mission" a voice said behind us, I knew that voice, it was the voice of the head of this whole R.A.W company here, and the boss of us all. I turned slowly to look up at the man who said time and time again that more testing was required when I reached the end of another painful week. He was tall and in a rich suit, he was handsome and refined, his light skin and dark eyes were relaxing and trusting, his voice had that 'obey me or die' sort of tone and trust me, we had to obey, that was his power. "I do not want to make you obey, you will do what I ask, not what I command."

"Why not?" Duncan and I asked at the same time. And for once, I was glad he stood up for me.

"Recent tests have shown that your stress levels are up, as is your paranoia, but thankful your anger levels are down except during your menstrual cycle." I blushed furiously when he mentioned the last bit. "Therefore, you will not attend this mission. You should stay behind, get some rest. I see that you are tired. But more so, you do not do well under pressure and I can't risk you scaring this woman. She will need someone cool and calm to bring her back here"

"I am fine" I said, trying to respect this man. "I'm totally cool. I'm totally calm, and I'm totally cool. My calm is exceeded only by my cool. Which is total." I tried to plead, "I am totally fine, I can handle this"

"And you have a problem with holding back your anger when dealing with the enemy. On some occasions you have even harmed the surrounding people for talking back."

I looked over with panic at Duncan. That had happened on some occasions, I was so tired and hurt from the tests, then I was carted off onto a mission, that I just kept on fighting and fighting, letting my body go into the old routine, that I froze a couple of people that weren't even on the list, until Duncan had to stop me and calm me down. "With all due respect sir, I would never hurt another person intentionally."

I heard Harold mutter under his breath "Coming from the girl who iced her boyfriend to the wall."

"You wanna be next?" I asked, rounding on him and making me look bad, but Harold had been making cracks like that all month.

"No" he muttered.

"Sir" I heard Duncan say "Courtney should come with us, she keeps me and Harold in check and she has rested for a long time. And the ratio of her perfectly controlling the missions to those were she is out of control is almost like comparing an elephant to an ant, she has not had a bad mission in weeks."

My boss sighed and looked me over, finally he gave a curt nod. "Fine, Courtney, you are allowed to go on this mission. Mr McGrady, you are not in charge, you are following what Frostbite and Burn ask of you. Get ready to go, your car is ready. Kill the captors if you must but we need the woman alive." He finally said.

Duncan and Harold quickly took off in the direction of the elevator and I looked up at the man as he sighed "I should know better but damnit, your boyfriend makes a good point. You are our best agent and I don't trust those two without your guidance. I want you to be calm on this mission, I cannot have you agitated before your tests."

I nodded at him "I shall stay safe...father."

OooO

"Why do you do that?" Duncan asked me on the trip, we had been driving for almost a half hour and Harold was in the back with his head out the window, trying to find a trail.

"Do what?" I asked.

Duncan paused and I hoped that he would drop the subject "Pretend he isn't your father"

"I don't do that" I said, but didn't believe that myself.

My father was the reason this had all happened. The reason why I was even a power person, the reason why I was captured so quickly, the reason why I didn't want to come to this R.A.W in the first place, but I felt the subtle need to protect.

When my power first turned up I was at school, I thought my family was normal, I thought my life was normal, I thought I was normal. I would be special in the world of academia and nothing else. Then my power turned up, I was carted off into the white room and then the whole Glison school. When I returned back home due to my father pulling me out I found out the truth. My father and my mother were both Power People.

That's right. I was the offspring of two Power People. Some of the first power people that were recognised not as freaks but as the next evolutions step, there were more and more so they finally decided to keep track of us all. The second I was born I was conceived I was given an ID and categorised as a person to watch. So from infanthood to right before I that day I froze that boy, I was watched like a hawk until the day my power would turn up. And it did.

But why suspect that I would have such a great power?

My families power traces back to my great great grandmother, she was a full water elemental. My great grandmother was a water goddess, who was able to just control the water, my grandfather was able to control the temperature, and his wife could walk on water, my mother could transform herself into any form, liquid or solid alike. My father is able to manipulate someone's thinking. He was the 7th of his family that had mind powers like that, but nothing major, just things that control emotions and when he and my mother discovered their powers and genetics could produce the next water elemental the decided to try for a child.

I was going to be a prodigy child.

And so far, I wasn't.

"I know why you do that Courtney"

"You don't know anything" I muttered.

My father never loved me, he liked to watch me, see me progress. But how did he know this wasn't the best I could do? That being an ice elemental was it for me? "Courtney, talk to me" how did I know that I wasn't just like my relatives and just the next step to the next water elemental?

"There is nothing to talk about. Just leave it be Duncan"

I didn't speak, I saw Duncan glance at me before he swerved the car to make the last corner, making me hit the side and Harold almost fall out the car and yelp. I snorted before I realised the Duncan was laughing too, I tried to control myself "Did you just do that to impress me?" I asked, and he just nodded in reply. I smiled at him and remembered why I loved Duncan.

I heard Harold climb back in and his anger rode off him in waves "You guys are so immature"

"Get over it" I told him.

"Whatever, we take the next right and we come up to the building where the woman is held" I laughed as I looked in the rear view mirror and saw that Harold had scrapped his head and must have gotten he memory of the road from that faster the sense of smell. "Shut up Frostbite...hey, you know what I don't get?"

"Oh god, what?"

"Why does Williams treat you so well?" I stiffened in my seat. No one noticed the fact that my father and I were related, Williams was a common last name and we never said we were related to anyone but those who mattered. And that wasn't much. The only people who knew that we were related were Duncan and few select medical directors that were sworn not to tell a soul.

Father didn't keep pictures on his desk, not unless they were ones he could change so no one would know the girl with the trophy next to a black woman was his wife and daughter, but changed to a plain background of ice before anyone could see. At least he can sort of remember me. "He treats me no different than Duncan or yourself"

"He treats me like dirt" Harold pointed out.

"That's because you're a rock Abe" Duncan said coolly, turning the corner slowly so that we could park behind an abounded warehouse. "Back to the mission, put on communication devices, use code names, Alberta, we are changing yours when we get back. I am not using it again. So here is the plan, I go in first and you wait for the signal when it is safe to go in. Do not follow me, it's going to get kind of hot. Frostbite, you stop people trying to kill Alberta and try to keep from the alarms sounding. This is a rescue mission, so stay calm and try not to get hurt."

God, I love it when he goes into this in control version of himself, commanding, hot headed and so my type. I love it when he's like that in the bedroom, oh, should not think about that now. I nodded my head at him and Duncan pulled on his fingerless glove and started to move towards the warehouse. I stood by and I waited and waited, strange, by the time I hear gun shots and things going on fire, back up starts to arrive.

"Frostbite!" someone squeaked behind me.

I turned around and saw that while I was edging towards the building Harold had stayed back and was being slightly strangled by a Power Person with only one eye. I leapt into action and made a short icicle with my power, I couldn't ice myself up right now but I could use my power in other ways. I threw the icicle at the guy and go him in the eye, making him fall and let go of Harold.

"AHHHHH!" the man screamed as blood seeped from his now blind eye, "You bitch!" he screamed at me. But I didn't give him a second thought.

Harold touched his face and his eyes went slightly blank for a moment while he go all the memories of the man "A recently manifested Power Person" Harold said over the yelling of the man. "His power is useless and we didn't think to take him in, the one eye allows him to have x-ray vision."

The screaming got annoying so I waltzed over, picked the man off the ground by his head and gave it a quick jerk and killing him. Useless, nothing special, and odds were that he was using his special power to look through my clothes and was distracted until Harold had alerted me. "Okay, people are dead" Duncan told us.

I rolled my eyes, thanks captain obvious "Frostbite, take Alberta and meet me through the back entrance. I want us together before I break down the last door in case there are more than I can handle being calm."

"Coming around Burn" I said, I picked Harold up from the ground and we started to run towards Duncan had told us. It was a dismal land, other abandoned buildings surrounded the deserted area. Hot concrete and a sign announcing that the warehouses would be knocked down for a new mall was all that I could see outside of the area. After sneaking around the other warehouse, Harold alerted me when he smelt another person so I could ice a wall between us and block the person off from Duncan. That took a bit out of me.

Finally we got around the back and I saw Duncan in his fire form waiting for us. I decided to stay in my normal form as it would less likely freak the woman out. I nodded and Duncan knocked the door in, immediately he was assaulted with fire extinguishers, I almost screamed but I had to stay calm, Duncan had been trained for that old weakness long ago. But it always scared me that the people knew his weakness.

I ran in after him and heard Harold wheezing after me, "Alberta, remove the chains and try to wake the Mary up" I said, pointing at the unconscious blonde who was held to the wall by many chains and restraints. Harold nodded and I immediately made an ice shield to block bullets, the bullets hardly made a dent but I knew that a well placed bullet would shatter the whole thing.

I made a sword out of ice and started to stab people. Duncan was next to me and was setting people alight by sending out the flames, he was practically dancing with the flames. I smiled at Duncan and he smiled back at me, but his mouth opened and I quirked my head to the side, a well shot bullet shattered my shield and I fell under the pressure, I was so weak.

I cried out and I heard Duncan yell out my name, my real name "Courtney!" was all I heard before I blacked out.

OooO

The beeping of the machine next to me was familiar, the thing was monitoring my heart beats. The smell of things burning alerted me that Duncan must have gotten upset at some point and set something alight near me, but I couldn't hear him, so I could assume that I must have been out of it for awhile and he went to get a cup of coffee, or was dragged off to another mission.

I didn't want to open my eyes, at least, not yet. Just a little bit longer.

I could pretend that my father didn't sell me out to R.A.W and put me in the white room. I could pretend that my friends still liked me, not think I was hunting them for sport. I could pretend that I wasn't a bad person, that killed people and kept them in cages. I could pretend.

But the thing was.

You could pretend all you wanted but it was never going to be real.

I sighed as I opened my eyes, as my eyes fluttered I noticed I was in one of the more private medical rooms, that there was a smouldering black mark on the wall and that the door just hissed shut next to me. I turned over and saw that Duncan was just looking at the handle before he saw me awake, he dropped the coffee onto the table and kneeled next to me head.

"Hey! You scared me there!" he said, hugging me into which I gasped as he pressed a sore rip. He let go of me and I missed the warmth, I was really cold.

"No, no I'm fine" I said through my teeth as I tried to pull him back, it hurt to lift my arms.

"You're lying" Duncan said with a sad smile, moving away.

"I'm Frostbite, idiot, when am I not lying?" I laughed, yep, that hurt too. What the hell happened to me? "How are you? What happened?"

"Everything's fine Courtney!" Duncan said kissing my head and moving my arm so he could sit on the bed. I curled up next to him to feel his beautiful warmth and to be closer to him. "You fell right after this guy shot your shield, then this green freak tried to shoot you. But Harold shot him, to make a long story short, Mary freaked out for a second when she saw you on the ground but because we tried to keep her calm she only half transformed into the monster and she carried you out of the building before I set it up." I knew he meant set it alight with flames to burn the bodies.

"What happened to her?"

"She's being looked after right now. Everything is fine, just rest, they took a bit of blood while you were out but that's it."

I smiled at Duncan and before I could thank him there was a knocking at the door before it slid open and I saw my father and mother. I hadn't seen her in awhile, she had chosen to stay above ground in one of the buildings that father owned. "Ah, Duncan. Could you excuse us for a moment?" he asked.

Duncan nodded and left the room. When the door shut, mother immediately flung herself onto me, squeezing me and holding me, she was warm, but not as warm as Duncan. "Courtney! You had me so worried!" she said into my hair, mother was black, because of her black father and white mother she and I looked very tan but I was lighter toned than her because of father's heritage, but you could clearly see why no one assumed we were related even though we had the same last name. I find that slightly racist.

Mother was always very warm and kind to me, but father always wanted me to be better. I think I let mother down but then she did things like this and I felt like a child again. I hugged her back, despite the pain in my rib. But I hissed again and mother let go of me, she then started to fuss over me, pulling the hair off my face and holding me. "Oh my poor baby. I can't believe that happen to you! I'm just so glad that your partner was there to help you. He's a good boy."

"Thanks mother" I said. I should tell Duncan that later, that someone actually said he was good.

"Elizabeth, let the girl breathe" Father said, pulling mother off me. I could see now that his eyes were hard, he was very unhappy that I had messed up another mission. "Courtney, I told you that you were far too tired to go on this mission, I do not want to make you obey, I would like you to listen to me."

"I'm sorry father" but inside I felt like saying 'last time I listened I ended up in a medical bed with needles everywhere and in an induced coma for a week. Thanks for the great advice' but he was still my boss.

"I am not allowing you to do these missions for three weeks -"

"But you cannot allow that!" I said, sitting up in rage.

"Do not interrupt me! You have to prepare, you have been tired for weeks and don't deny it. You will rest, training in the gym is all that I allow. The doctors and I think we have finally discovered how we could get you to the next level of your power." he finished with a grin and I jumped up from my bed, happy.

"Oh my god?" I asked, happy, my mother was smiling with tears in her eyes

"You would be just like your great, great grandmother" mother whispered, she then started to hug me again, crying into my hair. Oh my god this was almost over! I could escape it! I could stop the tests I could stop the experiments. "You will be so great Courtney."

"Father, do you really mean it?" I asked, over mother's shoulder "I'm so close, I can be fully powered!"

"Yes Courtney, only a little longer. But Courtney this means tests and preparations for this, your body has to be ready for the final procedure. No missions and hours upon hours of tests back to back with trying to rest those off in the hospital. This will mean physical, mental and biological tests. Do you think you can handle all this?" father asked.

I nodded my head keenly, smiling "Yes, I'll try anything. I can do this." And for the first time in a long, long time...he smiled back

OooO

"I can't believe it!" Duncan yelled, he then picked me up and started to swing me around in our small living room. I hugged him back and then he started to hover off the ground slightly. That was his next level of power he was able to achieve, he was working on it and slowly he was getting able to fly higher and faster. He still couldn't really control it but soon enough he would be able to get it.

"Duncan! The ceiling!" I laughed. Duncan grinned and put me back on the ground.

He then kissed me hard, "Only one more month and this will be all over we can finally just work and not worry about you being hurt. You'll be you again." He breathed against my cheek. There was a sudden alarm and Duncan groaned, "I really don't want to go. I want to celebrate this"

"Gah!" I said, laughing as I pushed Duncan towards the closet so he could collect his trench coat "We can do that sort of thing later, you get to work, I on the other hand have to get a physical."

"Oohhhh! Physical"

"Down boy" I said, slapping him away. "Just don't blow anything up while I'm gone. I know that you like doing that but they would at least a couple of people without major burns to return! Oh, and they said I can't go on missions for awhile but I can be the intelligence centre back here when you go on the longer missions." I know I was rambling but I knew I was going to be without him was scary. I was always with him, in the same building or in the same area, always together.

And now I wasn't.

"Courtney! Cool it frost butt" Duncan said, ruffling my hair as he walked out of the closet with his coat and body suit on. I frowned and tried to straighten my hair again. "I'll be back soon enough and in the mean time you can hang out with the fun doctors, or you know, do something for yourself."

"May as well, I actually might see mother." I said with a hand flip, Duncan was trying up his boots and I felt like the 50s housewife, watching as her husband went off to work while she was left at home to handle all the stuff that went on around the home. I felt left out. I inhaled deeply sat next to Duncan on the bed "Just promise you will get here as soon as you can." I asked.

"Of course I will Princess" he said, kissing me on the lips, he then grabbed his gloves and ran for the door to get up to the command centre. "Just stay safe."

And then he left.

Stay safe.

Stay calm.

It feels like that's all I get to do these days, stay safe and stay calm.

And here I was, the girl who plays with fire.

With a frozen heart.

And soon enough, that flame was going melt my heart.

And no one was going to save me.