Gifted Connections 1

Remy looked over at me, his eyes darkening with desire. “Yeah,” he said and stalked towards me like a caged panther.

I let him pick me up and kiss me. His lips no less demanding than they had been earlier. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hands along his strong back.

“I like the idea of you wearing my shirt, with nothing underneath it,” he muttered against my ear.

My eyebrows knitted as I felt the hard, raised ridges on his back. I knew the feeling of scars all too well. I felt them every day when I showered. I peered over his shoulders and saw the raised scars along his back.

“What happened, Remy?!” I asked aghast.

His eyes hid a myriad of feelings. Finally, he kissed my nose. “Before I got here, I wasn’t loved either,” he finally said softly. “Let’s go to my room so I can grab another shirt, and then let’s go downstairs. I have a feeling we might be having a long night.”

He let me down and led me to his room. It was him to a T. All dark and masculine. His bed was massive, his bedspread and curtains black, his walls a stormy grey. He threw on a white wife beater as I sat on the side of his bed. I couldn’t help but appreciate his sheer size as he came out of his closet.

“Keep looking at me like that and we won’t be leaving this room anytime soon,” he growled throatily to me as he stalked towards me once more.

I giggled and rolled to the other side of his bed. “Don’t tempt me, mister,” I said mischievously. “We shouldn’t keep everyone waiting.” I frowned, remembering we had a lot to discuss and figure out.

“So, how long can this premonition take before it comes into fruition?” Jemmy asked worriedly, as she took a sip of her coffee.

We all sat in the living room with coffee and the leftover carrot cake from earlier.

Will shrugged. “It’s so hard to determine that. It may be tomorrow. It may be never. It may be next year. Premonitions are funny, because a minor change can affect the whole future.” Will looked deeply into his cup.

“Oh good, so we can figure out ways to make those insignificant changes,” Jemmy sighed with relief.

“But what?” Will breathed deeply. “You know when 9/11 happened some people recounted tales on what saved them from that fateful day. One guy was late because of a late-night football game the night before, someone stepped out for a cigarette break, another person took another subway train than their normal route. We don’t know what small decisions we make today, may affect our future in a big way.”

“How is it possible that we won’t remember our past if this may happen in the future,” Noah said in exasperation. “It makes no sense.”

“I believe it can happen,” Drake said softly. “Ella’s gift is strong. Every day she’s developing it. I forgot to turn off the oven earlier and when I came into the dining room she reminded me.”

“She told me I left my lights on the other day,” Will stated. “I was sleeping, and she came into my room to tell me I was going to be late for my meeting because I forgot to turn off my lights.”

“There were rumors of a guy who could turn back time,” Remy said gravely from his spot beside me.

“But we’ll know she is our nucleus,” Jax said adamantly.

Rachel gasped and looked at us all in wonder.

I smiled sheepishly at her. She had seen so many things already and we already knew she may be a key to my future. If that future was to occur. “It appears to be that I am an anomaly. I don’t have two connections. I have six.”

She gaped at me. “No way! You guys are pulling my leg. There’s no way. I know I’m new to this community, but my brothers were gifted. They would have told me about more than two connections.”

“Were they your blood brothers?” Will asked with suspicion.

She nodded, a battle within was raging. She didn’t know if she could trust us. “My dad had four of us, but with three different women.”

“So, you know already that in and of itself it is an anomaly. Most gifted only have two children at max, even if they spread their seed freely,” Drake said. His ears went red, and I had to smile at him. He was a twenty-one-year-old man and felt uncomfortable talking about sex in mixed company.

“I tried,” Will said with regret lacing his voice. I wondered about his story. He never talked about it and the guys never did tell me theirs. I never even heard them talking about a wife or a mother.

Rachel stared down at her hands. “That’s why dad hid us for years. He said he would have been dissected and examined. He told us about you, Will, before he vanished. My brothers took care of me after that. He also told us about Horatio. A few days before my dad vanished, he said if anything were to happen to him, we were to find you and stay away from Horatio. My brothers chose to stay away from all gifted that we were aware of. Herman was a reader, he could spot a gifted a mile away,” she smiled sadly.

“What happened to them?” Jemmy had tears in her eyes.

“Horatio blew up the whole house. He didn’t know I had snuck out that night to meet my boyfriend. I wasn’t home,” she said softly, tears in her eyes.

“How did you get here?” Jax, sweet Jax, sat down next to her and put an arm around her shoulders.