Sitting on the corner of the bed with my eyes shut; while Orna is going to do something to me isn’t what I would say is a relaxing moment. Yeah, Robby is right here, and the family can be linked with at any point I need to, but it’s still Orna. When dealing with her I still feel like that young teen that doesn’t know exactly what to do, if shit hits the fan. Plus, she is here in the flesh not using me to be here, and she has all her powers. I sit there with my eyes closed, just waiting not knowing what all must happen. I hear her walking towards me; I feel a hand that isn’t Robby’s, touch my face and I jump. I hear, “Shhh its ok. Just relax nothing bad is going to happen. This I vow.” Then I feel lips on my lips. Is Orna kissing me? I think to myself. I don’t know what to do so I just sit there with my eyes closed. Yeah, I’m starting to feel like I do know this movie. Not a horror flick, but one of Robby’s skin fl

In the darkness, I hear Raz and Ana’s voice, “Come on Little One, open your eyes. You bumped your head pretty good, but you are going to be fine.” My eyes flutter but don’t open. I hear them again, “Little one if you do not wake up; we are going to alert Robby, and your dad” ‘I’m trying to force my eyes open but It’s not working.” I whisper in my mind hoping they can hear me. “Good Little One, you are with us. It is ok, just keep trying. If you still can not open your eyes, try to flash yourself back to camp. You do not have to be fully awake to do it, you just have to be awake in your head.” Raz said, in a concern tone. “Ok, I’ll try to flash back to them.” I said in my head. I picture our homestead with all my family and friends. I picture the nice soft grass in the combat area my dad was making. The noise of people talking and moving about. I feel that familiar electricity moving through my body and the cold woosh of air, b

 Everyone dies if I can’t get over my fears of “Bob” really, what the fuck? I haven’t done anything to this other version of me, why is she hell bent on destroying my world. We aren’t even from the same dimension even. I feel my anger building again but a smash it down, no, my anger is going to be aimed at the person who is fucking up mine and my family’s life. I tell Robby to come with me so I can update him with what the plan is. Seeing how stressed I was he tried to lighten up the conversation by smiling and saying, “Ok, cool where is the liquor at? If you need him here that’s how you do it. Apparently, he really likes Jim Beam, so let’s start with that.” All I could do was laugh after that. It’s been a couple of years since Robby has had any liquor, because of the “Bob” problem. One shot is all it takes, and Robby is gone, but “Bob” is too good at playing Robby. Nobody knows the difference until he has drunk a fifth or more, than “Bob” drops the act and is total dar

It is time to go. Robby and I say our goodbyes and jump into the truck. We are down by Fermi in a split second. Something just doesn’t feel right. My normal gifts are telling me that much. We sneak into Fermi under my shield. We check around everywhere we could get to. Looking for bombs that were not there. If this place is supposed to go boom, then bombs would have to be already planted. Even with my enhancements on my gifts it was still very hard to get in. Since I have never been inside of this place I can’t just poof myself into places. We checked everything we could. If I can’t get somewhere, a normal person can’t; even if they work here; there is checks at every door to other sections. X ray, scanners, and heat sensors; the whole nine yards, it’s locked down, and protocol is followed to the T. Which is good because it’s a nuclear power plant. We decide to start walking the hallways to check by the employee break areas. When we see the girl from my vision, Amy Warner. E