I stopped at the fridge on the way out, grabbing two bottles of water while I continued to picture his behind. I really had to get a grip of myself. What the hell was wrong with me? I didn't act like this around any guys, it was mind boggling. I slid into the passenger seat, almost forgetting once again that it was on the opposite side of the car. Could you imagine if I wasn't paying attention and ended up in the guys lap? Wait… Maybe that would've. No. Focus. I hold out a bottle of the cold water to him and he looks at me with mistrust in his eyes.

"What? I didn't poison it."

I mutter before he begrudgingly accepted it and took a few sips, my face turning deadly serious.

"Nothing deadly anyway."

I'm not being dramatic when I say Victor almost spat his water out all over me, his reaction far more amusing than I could've ever imagined as I laugh hysterically.

"That couldn't have gone better. Thank you for cheering me up."

I manage to say in between laughter, his face far from amused as he snatches the USB from my hand. I guess he knows I was kidding. Or I hope so anyway but in Victor fashion he snuffled out any moments of joy with his cheery attitude. Like a mood Hoover.

"The sooner we get this figured out, the sooner I'll be rid of you."

He plugs it into his laptop and as I look at him, my silvery gaze drifts over his features, I wonder what I could have done to elicit such disdain. Was it how I looked? My blunt and sarcastic personality? I mean he greeted me with the very same attitude the moment we met so I can't quite comprehend why he'd be upset with me about that. I could consider lowering my walls and taking a peak into his mind but it would be a little hypocritical of me considering I'd asked him not to do the same to me.

I sigh as I met his steel gaze, feeling that chill of his indifference and apathy like a splash of icy cold water to my face. It was like he was constantly watching me, analyzing my every move to find some fault in my character or story but Sky would've known if I was lying so it couldn't be that right? I didn't even know why I was so bothered by it, it just kept nagging me at the back of my mind as he seemed to treat me as if my very bloody existence bothered him.

"Well?"

I say in attempt to stop myself from falling into my self-pity filled rabbit hole. His eyes locked on the screen as thousands upon thousands of names flit across the screen.

"It's as I expected, he has every Savant in the network listed. Their names, addresses… Even their abilities."

"And what does that mean exactly?"

Victor looked at me, his face still distant and stoic as he sighed - his hand pushing back the few strands of his hair that escaped the ponytail. I didn't need to be a genius to know that my father wasn't supposed to have such information and it made me worry. Yes my father was an asshole, his needs usually prioritized his kids or wife but he wasn't a violent man. He didn't desire the destruction of what would entail if this information got into the wrong hands. It made me wonder if I really knew him at all or if Malcolm was forced into doing a potentially heinous act. I suddenly felt very hot, my hand reaching at the collar of my jumper as I pulled at it. As if I'd had an invisible noose tied around my neck.

"It means that the Savants out there who are bad, evil even, would have information that could destroy everything we worked so hard to build. The savant net is supposed to keep us safe, it's not a damn picture book to use to take us out one by one!"

Victors words hit me like a bloody lorry driving down the ice covered motorway. Colliding with all the small cars in one swift motion. I wasn't quite sure if I believed it, that this real. Maybe I died in the plane crash over here and this was some ridiculous hallucination before my brain cells finally died.

"Amy!!"

He snapped me out of my daze, his tone sending a jolt of anxiety through me as I felt my control slipping and I couldn't help but shout back.

"You probably spent more time than I ever did Victor! Don't you dare put this on me! You think I knew? Because if you do, you're far less intelligent than I thought you'd be!"

Oh boy, here we go. My walls were slipping, the car vibrating. I had to get out before I exploded the damn thing with both of us in it.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!"

He yelled as I quickly got out the car, seemingly unfazed by my lack of control as I walked back toward my father's house. My hands shaking as I started to sense all the energy around me. From people in their homes, to electricity, even the damn earth was humming with it.

"Back off Victor. You don't want to be near me right now!"

I knew our little argument would draw the attention of our neighbors, one snooping old bat in particular but I didn't care. I was just as shocked and betrayed as he was and yet he still felt determined to say I was at fault here. That's ridiculously unfair.

"Don't you walk away from me. We're not done yet!"

I could sense his approach, his energy swarming around in a dark grey tone - the same colour as his eyes. I would've found it beautiful if I hadn't just found out my father was a freaking monster. Or I think he is anyway.

"Amy stop."

His voice was firm as he grabbed my wrist, holding me in place as I felt my heart pounding in my chest. My stress and anxiety is piling up inside of me, my shields low as I struggled to keep the energy out. My migraine hasn't been this bad since… it's been a while. It felt like my head was being split open, the pain radiating to every single nerve in my body as my vision started to blur, my ears ringing. The lights and sounds only exasperating my symptoms.

"Victor please…"

My voice was quiet and weak sounding - causing his expression to change as he felt the heat starting to radiate off me like the freaking sun which signaled to him that I could potentially cause quite a scene and a whole lot of destruction.

"Amy listen to me, take some deep breaths okay. You're in control."

His tone wasn't as harsh this time, it even sounded a little desperate but it was too late for me to rein it in now. The look in my eyes told him everything he needed to know.

"I can't… my head, it feels like it's being torn apart! There's too much energy, I can't shut it out!"

I was shaking now, my skin too hot for Victor to bear to touch. I needed to get out of here, if I didn't I would destroy this entire neighborhood. Then I'd be just like my father. Tearing families apart and for what? Because I can't control my abilities?

"Focus on me. Focus on my energy."

He took a few tentative steps back, his demeanor on the outside showing calmness but I could see the fear in his eyes. Just like before, years and years ago. Nothing he could do would stop my power, it is raging inside of me like a wild beast, waiting for that final push to break free and wreak havoc. I had to get to somewhere open. And it needed to happen now.

"Don't follow me."

I run past Victor, my hand burning the skin of his arm accidentally as he tried to get in my way. My guilt now mixing in with everything else as I jumped into the Jeep, my energy starting it without the need for keys as I sped off down the road. I didn't even realize the interior started to melt away, I just had to get to the only one place I knew that would be safe for me to release it all and I needed to hurry.