Gifted Connections 4

I sat up and looked over at my clock. We had been gone for over two hours.

“Jace, you have to come see this!” Jaxson came running into the room. He came to a skidding stop when he noticed all of us were all lucid once more.

We decided to come into my room to focus better. It was the furthest room away from the living areas.

“You’re back, right?” Jaxson questioned.

I sat up. “Um yeah, why?” I queried.

“It’s kind of freaky when you…jumped. Both of you had your eyes open, but it was like you were daydreaming,” Jaxson shuddered. “Anyways! You made the news.”

“I what?” I asked in confusion.

“Come see,” Jaxson insisted.

“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep?” Lincoln said with a huge yawn.

“Are you okay?” Jaxson frowned.

“Just tired,” I waved off his concern. “But I’m also starving You?” I asked Lincoln.

“I’m starving, ” Alex's voice was slightly whiny as he hopped up off the couch.

“Eat?” Harry’s asked hopefully.

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Jaxson, Jace, Lincoln, and I all looked at each other in shock. I stood up on weak legs. “Yes, eat,” I smiled over at him.

“What happened exactly?” Jaxson asked in awe.

“Eat,” I demanded a bit crankily. “Then talk.”

Jace laughed. “I’m sure Drake already has something cooking.”

“He does,” Jaxson agreed as he picked Alex up, throwing him over his shoulder. “We go eat,” he roared before taking off down the hall, Alex’s laughter following them.

“Let’s go eat,” Lincoln stated as he stood and stretched.

We followed Jaxson and Alex out of the room and down the hall. The living room light was off, and the girls were already asleep. The television was on pause, but it was now positioned towards the dining room table. Everyone, with the addition of Darren, was sitting at the dining room table, save for Drake. Drake was standing at the counter spreading sauce on what looked like personal pizzas.

He looked up at me with a smile as he saw me enter the room. “What would you like on your pizza? We have pepperoni, sausage, ham, olives, onions, and green peppers.”

“Will it be greedy of me if I said everything?” I asked as I advanced towards him.

I loved him for knowing to have food ready for me without asking. I embraced him around his waist and took comfort from his embrace. I felt him chuckle against my body.

“You’re probably going to eat at least two of these aren’t you?” he inquired knowingly.

“You know me so well,” I murmured.

“Lincoln? Jace?” Drake asked. “Pizza? Toppings?”

“Yes, and everything for me as well. Thanks.” Lincoln agreed eagerly.

“Just pepperoni for me, and do we have any more of those pepperoncinos?” Jace asked. “What about you, Harry? Do you like pizza? What do you like on it?” Jace asked as he looked down at the toddler that was still in his arms.

“He eats cheese pizza,” Miranda spoke up as she worriedly looked over at her son.