by Anne
Disclaimer: The characters of Adam Newman, Megabyte Damon, Kevin Wilson, Ami Jackson, Jade Weston, General William Damon, Colonel Masters, Millie Damon and Caroline Damon belong to Roger Damon Price, Thames Television and Nickelodeon. So do any other names or events linked to the Tomorrow People TV series.
Max Evans, Liz Parker, Maria DeLuca, Michael Guerin, Isabel Evans, Alex Whitman, Kyle Valenti, Sheriff Jim Valenti and Milton belong to Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and WB. All other concepts and events linked to Roswell also belong to them.
The characters of Joe Dawson and James Horton (who appear in name only) belong to Panzer/Davis, Rysher/Gaumont Television. So do the concepts of immortality, the Watchers and the Hunters.
The characters of Geoff Anderson, Gil Hawkins, Jim Beckett and Simon Trent belong to me and should not be used without permission.
Adam put his hand out to steady himself as the flash hit him. He leaned against the cold concrete wall, trying to shake the woozy feeling creeping up on him. He shook his head, hoping it would clear but still felt as though he was navigating through a forest of cotton wool.
He was aware dimly of someone speaking to him, but tried instead to reach out with his mind, or at least the part of it that was still functioning, to find the source of the telepathic transmission.
"What was that?" Ami sounded shaky. In fact she sounded much as Adam himself felt.
He opened his eyes and straightened up as he started to regain his composure. Looking around he noticed that both Ami and Megabyte looked deathly pale. Jade had gone to sleep on one of the cots in the room, though she twitched in her sleep, almost as though she were having a bad dream. Must be picking up on what we are, the Australian reasoned. Whatever it was, he was thankful that Jade was asleep. She'd already gone through more than enough for one day.
"Yeah what was that?" Megabyte echoed Ami's question. "Did you guys get that image of a gun?"
Adam nodded, worry creeping up on him as he realised something. "Where's Kevin?" he asked Ami. It had suddenly dawned on him that he hadn't seen the British boy since leaving him and Ami at the ship earlier that day.
Ami put her hand to her mouth. "Kevin. We've got to help Kevin. Adam he's…"
Adam felt his body go rigid as waves of darkness washed over him in rapid succession. He leant back onto the wall of the small basement room, waiting for the feeling to pass.
"You guys okay?" Michael looked worried.
"Yeah we're fine. I think Kevin needs help though, and fast." Megabyte was sitting at the end of the cot where Jade was sleeping, holding his head in his hands. "That was weird, Adam. What do you think happened?"
"I'm not sure. Whatever it is though, I think we'd better get to him as soon as possible." Adam had a nasty suspicion at the back of his mind as to what could be happening to Kevin, but didn't want to share it until he was sure.
Damon stepped forward, helping Adam to his feet. "Masters' men have him in London," he explained. A frown creased his features as he turned to Megabyte. "Were you and Max drugged at any stage?"
Megabyte nodded in confirmation. "Yeah, we were." He slapped himself on the head and then winced. "That feeling from Kev, it's the same way I felt as I was coming to after the drugs wore off. Fuzzy head, the whole nine yards. Not as bad as that though."
Max interrupted. "I remember starting to come around while you were still out cold. Maybe the drugs didn't work as well on me because of my different physiology."
Adam felt a cold feeling hit him in the pit of his stomach, as he realised that Max was beginning to put his fears into words, "You mean they could have upped the dosage for Kevin, not realising that for a human, it might be…"
Damon finished the sentence for him. "Fatal. Yes that's what I was afraid of, and why I asked about the drugs. I know the connection Tomorrow People have with one another and saw your reaction. I really hoped I was wrong."
Adam came to a decision. "We need to go to London. If Kevin is having a reaction to these drugs, we'll need to get him out and to a hospital."
Michael stepped forward. "I'm coming with you. If these guys have Kevin and your other friends, you're going to need help."
"What other friends?" Megabyte turned a shade paler as he obviously put two and two together. "Dad? Is Millie is trouble?"
"Yes they have Millie….and Geoff. " Damon confirmed his son's suspicions.
"And Kyle," Isabel added, glancing up from where she was kneeling next to her brother. Even though Max sounded a lot better, it was still obvious that the whole healing thing had drained him a great deal. Adam remembered how he had felt the few times he had used his own healing powers before they had deserted him. There would be no way Max would be up to a trip to London just yet.
"I'm coming, too." Ami offered. You'll need help to teleport Kevin and the others out. You can't do it all on your own, Adam." Michael shot Ami a filthy look, and she continued hurriedly, directing her next comment at him. "I meant teleport. Last time I looked I didn't think you guys could do that."
Jade stirred, and opened her eyes. "Megabyte?" she asked, looking around. She looked so small, curled up in a ball with the grey blankets on the cot pulled around her.
"It's okay, kid, I'm here." Megabyte ran his hand gently through her hair as he moved further up the cot to comfort her.
Jade's eyes grew wide. "I saw Kevin!" she exclaimed. "He's in trouble."
"Yeah, I know. Don't worry. The Cavalry is gonna be there in a minute." Megabyte glanced at Adam for a moment, coming to a decision. "You guys go. I'm gonna stay here in case Dad needs a hand. You know, in case some more of the bad guys show up. Look out for Millie okay?"
You're only staying in case your dad needs a hand? Yeah right, Megabyte, thought Adam looking at the way his friend was watching Jade. He knew how hard it was for the American not to go after his sister. They were close, even though he knew neither Millie nor her brother would ever admit it. "Don't worry, Megabyte, Millie will be okay. It's us they want, not her remember." He straightened himself and spoke to Ami. "We go in, you grab Kevin and teleport him out. Michael and I will look after the others. Okay?"
Adam put his hand on Michael's shoulder and concentrated, focusing on where Kevin's last telepathic transmission had originated. Behind him he felt Ami do the same and within moments the three of them disappeared in a white light, enroute to London.
Michael opened his eyes as soon as the strange tingling sensation stopped. He, Adam and Ami were standing in front of a sofa in the living room of an old house. He heard a noise and spun round, just as he began to get his bearings.
"Hit the ground," he yelled, as a white light fanned over the spot they had just been standing.
Michael poked his head around the side of the sofa the three of them had dived behind and took in the situation in a glance. Kevin was out cold on the sofa, while Kyle and two teenagers were sitting tied to wooden chairs on the other side of the room. The red headed girl must be Megabyte's sister, he observed noticing the family resemblance. The other boy must be Geoff.
"Come out from behind there with your hands in the air," ordered the tall dark haired slim man who had just fired on them.
[Kevin doesn't look too good, Adam] commented Ami. [I can barely sense his presence, and he's fading fast]
Michael noticed her lips weren't moving as she 'spoke'. Must be using telepathy again. "You've got to get him to a hospital. Can you reach him from here?" he whispered.
Ami nodded. [I need a distraction though.]
Michael looked over at the large flower pot on the small round table by the doorway. He raised his hand and concentrated. A few seconds later there was a loud bang as the pot exploded, sending pieces of the pot and what was the left of the plant across the room. "That do?" he asked Ami.
"What the hell?" The other commando, a shorter well built man with brown hair, spun around, and fired almost on instinct.
Ami slipped around the couch, and disappeared in a flash of white light, taking Kevin with her.
Why do I get the feeling that was the easy part? Michael didn't like the look of the guns the two men carried. Must be more of those taser weapons like he'd seen before in the flash at the UFO centre.
The taller commando seemed to pull himself together faster than his companion. He levelled his gun at the two boys and spoke again, his English accent sounding even more clipped, as the annoyance in his voice became obvious. "Don't think that vase is going anywhere in a hurry, Dickon," he commented to his associate.
Guy doesn't sound to overjoyed to see us. Wonder why? Michael grinned to himself despite of the situation.
"But Captain Colby…" The shorter man glanced at Adam and Michael and back at his superior.
"Come on you two, out from behind the sofa." Colby levelled his gun again, this time at Millie. "No flying vases this time, okay?"
Adam raised his hands and slowly came out from behind the sofa. Michael wondered why he was giving up so easily and stayed where he was, trying to think of an alternative plan.
[Michael?] Adam's telepathic voice sounded urgent. [Michael, he'll shoot Millie.]
"Hey come on, I'm on your side," Michael followed Adam out from behind the sofa, his hands in the air. "Masters sent me to deliver him to you."
"Really?" Colby sounded suspicious.
Michael lowered his arms, and spoke slowly trying to ignore Adam's voice inside his mind. "Really." He glanced at the empty sofa where Kevin had laid only moments before. "Masters wasn't too concerned about the other one." Michael gestured towards Adam. "This is the one you want."
Dickon lowered his gun, confusion evident in his eyes. At the same moment Michael heard a movement and spun around, just in time to see Kyle dive out of his chair and head butt the man to the floor. Stupid idiot, he thought. He's going to ruin everything. Unless…
Michael raised his hand, and concentrated. Hopefully Kyle was too busy to notice what was about to happen. Colby flew through the air and crashed against the far wall, his rifle falling from his grasp.
"Grab the rifle," Michael yelled at Adam. He headed over to Millie and Geoff and used his powers to untie them from the chairs they were restrained to. Kyle's ropes lay empty over his, Michael noticed. Obviously he'd managed to loosen them previously and had been waiting for an opportunity to take action.
"Could use those ropes over here," called Kyle. He had subdued Dickon and was turning the man onto his stomach, his arms pinned behind him. "Coach would be proud." Good, thought Michael. Looked as though Kyle hadn't noticed him using his powers, or maybe he'd thought the bad guy's trip had been courtesy of Adam.
"Yeah, whatever," Michael looked around for Adam, wondering what was taking the Tomorrow Person so long. To his amazement the Australian was looking at the rifle in his hands with an expression of disgust. What was wrong with him?
Colby pulled himself to his feet and lunged at Adam, who disappeared. Michael grabbed the weapon Dickon had dropped and aimed it at the man. "Stop right there," the young alien ordered as Adam reappeared by his side, dropping the rifle to the floor.
Geoff picked up the downed weapon and levelled it at Dickon. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you now!"
"Geoff, no!" Adam sounded upset. "Go phone the authorities, let them sort things out. Put the gun down."
"You must admit Geoff has a point," pointed out Michael. "These guys were going to shoot us. Why shouldn't we give them a taste of their own medicine? They're only taser guns, it's not as though it's going to kill them."
"No!" exclaimed Adam again.
"Oh I get it," Kyle sounded almost amused. "It's that no kill thing. You guys don't like violence either."
Michael glanced at the two commandos in front of him as a thought struck him. He spoke to Adam, a tone of respect in his voice. It was a feeling that was new to him, a feeling that was quite…alien. He laughed to himself at the ironic phrase. The conversation he'd heard before between Megabyte, Adam and Damon suddenly made sense. Sure he'd been listening to what they had been saying but the whole non-killing concept hadn't really sunk in, until now. "You and Ami came here to take on these guys knowing that you couldn't really defend yourselves, didn't you?"
Adam nodded, running his hand through his dark hair. "Part of the joy of being a Tomorrow Person, as Megabyte would say," he confirmed. "Come on, let's get back to Roswell." Adam suddenly seemed almost embarrassed by the attention. "Geoff, Millie will you guys be okay once the police arrive?"
"Yeah, sure," Geoff suddenly seemed a bit subdued. Michael wondered if it had been what Adam had just said.
"We'll be fine," Millie added. "Just tell Megabyte and Dad to get home. They are okay aren't they, Adam?"
Adam seemed miles away for an instant and then seemed to become aware of his surroundings again as he replied. "Yeah, they're fine, Millie. Sorry, just talking to Ami. Kevin is stable, but the hospital says it will take a few days before he's feeling right again. She's going to stay with him for a bit." He reached his hands out to Kyle and Michael.
Kyle backed away. "I'm not doing that teleporting thing again. Once was enough, thanks."
"It's either that or you're stuck here," grinned Adam. "It gets better each time, trust me on that."
"Jock like you scared of a little teleport?" Michael laughed. "Wonder what the girls would think of that one?"
Kyle reached out and put his hand on Adam's shoulder. "I'm not scared! Seriously wigged yes, scared no. See!"
Michael was still laughing to himself as Adam initiated the teleport.
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