Gifted Connections 3

“He was trying to get the case away from Zach and his men,” Dawn hissed between clenched teeth.

“Get them loaded, we’ll get him,” Troy instructed to the other teams. Then he looked at the other healer in the group. “Heal her,” he pointed towards Dawn.

We heard the hum of another helicopter arriving. It was much smaller than the ones we used, and its destination was clear as it began it’s decent on the roof of the facility. The lights of the helicopter perfectly illuminated five men on the roof top and Ford, creeping up behind them.

“Stay,” I projected to the men on the roof. They all halted, steps away from boarding the helicopter. “Ford, now” I insisted as I felt Mr. Young pushing to break the hold I had on them.

Ford grabbed the case clutched in Mr. Young’s hands and turned to run back towards the stairs. We all gasped in shock as the door to the roof blew out, windows erupted with flames, and Ford was thrown back several feet.

“He needs to jump,” Sam said, and I turned in surprise to see Herman, Sam, Rachel, Gavin, Jemmy, and Sierra still behind us.

“Jump Ford,” I yelled at him telepathically. “Drake and Sam, you need to get ready.”

Ford didn’t hesitate as he ran towards the edge. Drake produced a force field around him, and Sam began to lift him from the roof top.

I hissed as I felt Mr. Young break from my hold. He advanced towards Ford at a run, just as I felt a sharp knife pierce my arm. I looked down to see a girl I hadn’t seen among the frozen reel her arm back to strike out once more. Her aim going for Sam.

“Sam,” I yelled, breaking his concentration. Ford started to plummet at an alarming speed down towards the earth.

Rachel tackled the young girl just as I heard the gasp from my connections.

“Holy crap! He can fly,” Sierra breathed out in wonder.

I watched in shock as Ford flew towards us. As he drew closer, I could see shock and elation light up his features.

Chapter 20

“They can’t get away with this,” I said between clenched teeth. “They left all these children here to fend for themselves and tucking tail and running.”

I knelt down from where I was at, brushing Noah away as I wrapped the wound on my arm. It wasn’t deep but it definitely stung. I hissed as I wrapped it as tight as possible. “Tend to the others first,” I explained as I gave him a pointed look.

Noah gave me a look of frustration but nodded.

My energy was beginning to wane from the tight hold I had on the teens surrounding us.

“We need to take them down,” Jemmy said grimly as she took Sierra’s hand and guided her towards Gavin.

I was confused by her intentions until I saw her narrow her eyes and glare at the retreating helicopter. I watched in shock as the helicopter began to sway back and forth with alarming ferocity. It was spinning out of control, and I knew it was Jemmy and Gavin that had taken ahold of their electrical panels with the help of Sierra increasing their powers from this distance.

“Now,” Jemmy yelled right before the helicopter came plummeting down to the ground. It erupted in a ball of flames within seconds.

“We need the sweepers,” Remy said grimly into the headset.

“We see,” Will stated just as gravely as he spoke back into our earpieces. “Noah,” Will stated.

“Yes, Pops,” Noah responded austerely. “Bring the kit out. There’s ten vials of sedatives in there. Administer them to the most volatile teens. Place them on the chopper coming back. We have another chopper in route.”

“You want to take them back with us?” a horrified voice said in our ear pieces. I didn’t recognize the voice, so I assumed it was from the Illinois team.

“We can’t neutralize them, and they’re just children,” Sierra snapped back.

Noah looked at me hesitantly. “Can I break the connection?”

I closed my eyes. I knew my gift was contained with my other connections surrounding me. “I’m fine. We’re fine. I’ll keep them occupied.”

“Come here,” I commanded the thirty or so teens surrounding us. They all started walking towards us. “Sit,” I instructed them. They all sat in a perfect line in front of us.

Noah nodded before reaching into his pack and extracting a canvas pouch.