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surprise. They clearly hadn’t expected either of them to have their powers back this soon. Whatever they’d done to take them away must have been an area of effect sort of thing, like EMF fields and what’d happened on SeaSat5 during the hijacking, but with some sort of timer twist. Maybe their powers were strong enough to buck against the EMFs the farther we got away from the cells.
I threw the sickle to Sophia, who held it with both hands. Chelsea touched one hand to the sickle and held the other out to Dr. Hill, Pike, and me. We made a human chain extending from Chelsea, and in an instant we were back in our home-time, standing winded in the Transfer Room. All we could hope was that even though we hadn’t finished creating a Link Piece to the Sargasso Sea cache for Germay she hadn’t gleaned what information she’d needed anyway.
I was so tired of relying on hope alone.
could not stand Trevor. Our rooms on base sat side by side. I’d known this since day one, but it wasn’t until I heard him thinking about it in his thoughts that I realized our beds were pressed against the same wall. I had no idea how I’d never noticed that before, but the second the thought flashed through his head, I’d committed to rearranging my whole room, every piece of furniture.
With my bed against the most opposite wall I could manage while still being able to use the bathroom door, I collapsed onto the soft fabric of my comforter. Whatever those guys had done to our brains, I hoped it was temporary. Seriously. Considering it wasn’t an actual
ability
, I had high confidence it’d be gone eventually. Hopefully by morning.
It better be.
Great.
Trevor’s thoughts sifted through.
She’s mad. Good going, Boncore.
Well, of course I was mad. Let’s make my quasi-girlfriend relive the exact moment her life went to shit.
I’m sleeping
, I thought in his general direction. Sleeping so I could go on leave tomorrow. They’d pushed back the briefing for this trip due to me and Trevor’s…
condition
.
Why being connected telepathically was important to completing the puzzle, I didn’t understand. Trevor didn’t have the same knowledge of the Waterstar map and Sargasso Sea Link Piece cache as I did. So why use both of us?
But that wasn’t what bothered me. Germay’s constant use of “connection” in her explanations did.
I can’t control this any more than you can
, he thought.
Then stop thinking about what happened.
You mean like you are?
The newest Phoenix and Lobster song sprang into my mind, blocking out every single one of his thoughts. Maybe if I could keep this up all night until he fell asleep, I could be alone in my head.
Then Trevor started singing along in his thoughts.
Maybe not. I vaulted off my bed, changed my clothes, and headed for the door. Hopefully putting enough distance between us would stop this insane ability. Even if just for a few hours.
The inside of Firebolt, a club in Phoenix, Arizona, had become a second home to me. The first time I’d come here was when Sarah’s college friend suddenly moved back home mid-semester. She’d invited the band out to visit and play, so we did. Ever since that night, I’d come to Phoenix to gain sanity. And to, you know, avoid people. There was not a single chance I’d run into anyone I knew, unlike all the bars in Boston. And especially like the Franklin. I’d stopped drinking there after the incident on the first anniversary of SeaSat5’s disappearance, hence why Trevor and I had gone to a local place a few nights ago instead. What a shit-show that was.
I scouted the club until my eyes found where the bar laid against the back of the main room. My black leather pants hugged me tight, making my walk an unintentional saunter. I waved the bartender over. He was the very definition of tall, dark, and handsome, but his jagged smile was a deal-breaker if I ever saw one. Messy teeth and a creepy undertone to boot.
Yikes
.
I smiled back at him. “Jack
I threw the sickle to Sophia, who held it with both hands. Chelsea touched one hand to the sickle and held the other out to Dr. Hill, Pike, and me. We made a human chain extending from Chelsea, and in an instant we were back in our home-time, standing winded in the Transfer Room. All we could hope was that even though we hadn’t finished creating a Link Piece to the Sargasso Sea cache for Germay she hadn’t gleaned what information she’d needed anyway.
I was so tired of relying on hope alone.
could not stand Trevor. Our rooms on base sat side by side. I’d known this since day one, but it wasn’t until I heard him thinking about it in his thoughts that I realized our beds were pressed against the same wall. I had no idea how I’d never noticed that before, but the second the thought flashed through his head, I’d committed to rearranging my whole room, every piece of furniture.
With my bed against the most opposite wall I could manage while still being able to use the bathroom door, I collapsed onto the soft fabric of my comforter. Whatever those guys had done to our brains, I hoped it was temporary. Seriously. Considering it wasn’t an actual
ability
, I had high confidence it’d be gone eventually. Hopefully by morning.
It better be.
Great.
Trevor’s thoughts sifted through.
She’s mad. Good going, Boncore.
Well, of course I was mad. Let’s make my quasi-girlfriend relive the exact moment her life went to shit.
I’m sleeping
, I thought in his general direction. Sleeping so I could go on leave tomorrow. They’d pushed back the briefing for this trip due to me and Trevor’s…
condition
.
Why being connected telepathically was important to completing the puzzle, I didn’t understand. Trevor didn’t have the same knowledge of the Waterstar map and Sargasso Sea Link Piece cache as I did. So why use both of us?
But that wasn’t what bothered me. Germay’s constant use of “connection” in her explanations did.
I can’t control this any more than you can
, he thought.
Then stop thinking about what happened.
You mean like you are?
The newest Phoenix and Lobster song sprang into my mind, blocking out every single one of his thoughts. Maybe if I could keep this up all night until he fell asleep, I could be alone in my head.
Then Trevor started singing along in his thoughts.
Maybe not. I vaulted off my bed, changed my clothes, and headed for the door. Hopefully putting enough distance between us would stop this insane ability. Even if just for a few hours.
The inside of Firebolt, a club in Phoenix, Arizona, had become a second home to me. The first time I’d come here was when Sarah’s college friend suddenly moved back home mid-semester. She’d invited the band out to visit and play, so we did. Ever since that night, I’d come to Phoenix to gain sanity. And to, you know, avoid people. There was not a single chance I’d run into anyone I knew, unlike all the bars in Boston. And especially like the Franklin. I’d stopped drinking there after the incident on the first anniversary of SeaSat5’s disappearance, hence why Trevor and I had gone to a local place a few nights ago instead. What a shit-show that was.
I scouted the club until my eyes found where the bar laid against the back of the main room. My black leather pants hugged me tight, making my walk an unintentional saunter. I waved the bartender over. He was the very definition of tall, dark, and handsome, but his jagged smile was a deal-breaker if I ever saw one. Messy teeth and a creepy undertone to boot.
Yikes
.
I smiled back at him. “Jack
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