"It's like it sucked the life out of her completely."

I shudder at the image. Quinn, who had always been so full of life, lying dead on the floor, her pretty blue eyes staring at nothing. Who possessed such a horrible Gift? Why had we never heard about it?

"Did you tell Christian any of this?" Asks Kalen, voice softer than before, but with the same steely glint in his eyes.

Jack's mouth turns into a straight line, and his face hardens.

"Of course we told him all of this, what, do you think we don't want this jerk to get caught, after what he did?"

"That's not what I meant, I just--"

Jack shoots up from the table, shaking off Dean and pushing his way past us.

"We've had a pretty rough day already Halloran, we don't need any more judgment from you."

He levels his stare at Kalen, who just looks at him with pity. Jack is hurting, and he is taking it out on those around him. I just hope he'll be able to control himself around his team members. They also went through the same hell he did.

"Did you learn anything about this man?" Asks Mara, trying to get more information out of him before he turns to leave.

He hesitates but turns back to face us.

"All the men had been using code names, like Simon Says. Well when this guy showed up, they called him Second One."

He looks at us, gauging our reactions.

"I know it doesn't sound like much, but that's all we have to go on right now."

With that he turns around and walks into the hallway, leaving us in the common area.

Mara sighs, turning to Dean, Laura, and Adam.

"I'm really sorry guys."

Laura is still sniffling, but Dean smiles.

"Yeah, it's been rough," he hunches his shoulders and lets them fall again, as if he couldn't bear the weight of losing his teammate.

"Oh, and because we all want to find this sucker and put him where he belongs," he says, fire burning in his gaze. "The barrels those guys were loading into the truck? They were full, of RII."

Ruthenium II? Why would they need RII?

"I know it doesn't narrow down the search but..."

"Any information is welcome Dean," says Cassie. "Thank you"

He nods, and puts an arm around Laura to steer her out of the common room, Adam bringing up the rear. Now it's just us and a few stragglers left in the common room, and we decide to sit over on one of the orange sofas.

"So RII," says Cassie, folding her hands in front of her. Her blue hair dangles in front of her eyes, and she blows the strands away from her face.

"What would that be about?" Asks Mara, more to herself than anything.

"It is a fuel source, they might need it to power something."

"Yeah, but bucket loads?" Says Kalen.

"They must need it to power something big. And I mean spacecraft big. Just a few liters of the stuff could power a small city."

He's right, RII is powerful. And easy to come by nowadays. If they found it in an abandoned factory the place must have used to deal with some sort of radiation, maybe a medical facility? Anyways, if this guy was building something and he needed containers full of RII to power it, it couldn't be anything good.

"And did anyone else realize," I say, waiting until they were all listening to proceed. "That his code name was Second One, we've heard that before."

It takes them a second, but I see realization dawn on their faces, just as it had on mine when my brain registered Jack's words.

"The second one is back," mumbles Mara.

"And this time, he won't be so forgiving," I finish for her.

"Okay, hold up," says Cassie, closing her eyes and scrunching up her eyebrows.

"You mean to tell me that Bri predicted this man was coming, over three weeks ago, and he just chooses to show up now? Why now? What's so important that he had to make himself known now?"

"He probably didn't want to make himself known, he just got caught that's all."

I hear Jayson answer, but I ignore my friends arguing and instead focus on the big TV in the corner.

"President Khan's daughter, Diana Khan, will be making her monthly visit at one of the local orphanages," the newscaster says, bringing up a photo of Diana at last year's visit. It's an old building in a meadow, and I see a familiar sign behind her and the children, all smiling at the camera.

The room starts to get fuzzy, and I put a hand on my head to try and make the dizziness go away. I know what's coming next, it just hasn't gotten any easier since the last time I had a vision. Kalen is the first to notice my discomfort.

"Bri? You Okay?"

I swallow through the lump in my throat, trying to ignore the cold sweat running down my neck.

"Yeah," I wheeze out, "just going to have another vision, that's all."

He's on his feet in a flash, getting up to crouch in front of me. His hands grasp my own, eyes searching, mouth drawn into a straight line. If it weren't for my current situation, I'm sure the butterflies in my stomach would be dancing at our proximity.

"How can we help? Do you know how to control it?"

He asks, worry leaking into his otherwise calm tone. Cassie is sitting next to me, guiding me to lean on her shoulder. I take deep breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. The edges of my vision start to get dark, and I know I don't have much time before I pass out.

"Just don't let me face plant on the floor," I say, before everything turns white, my friend's voices disappearing into static.

This time, I'm thrown into the vision, feeling a bit nauseous when I try and get up from the ground. I recognize the field I was in last time, the sign a few ways away. But now, I am right in the middle of the orphanage, watching as children play all around me.

"Catch me!"

I turn to the familiar voice, finding Diana Khan chasing the boy that is climbing up the wall.

"Get down from there!" She says, panicked, as the little boy almost loses his footing on the edge.

"You have to catch me!" He sing-songs, walking along the wall like a trapeze artist. Diana follows from bellow, encouraging the child to come down when he finally steps on a loose path of rock and tumbles towards the ground. I race towards them to help, but Diana just catches the child midair, not giving him time to touch the ground.

"Caught you," she sighs, lowering him to the grass. He giggles, not fazed at all by the fall, and runs off to keep playing with the other children.

"They do love it when you come and visit Diana."

I turn to find the old woman from my last vision standing right in front of me but looking through me as if I wasn't there. I guess in a way, I'm not. This hadn't happened yet, so they couldn't see me. I was like a ghost to them. Which explains how the woman can walk right through me, and approach Diana.

"Well I love coming as well," says the president's daughter, smiling kindly.

She's the spitting image of her father. Dark brown waves falling down her back, bright blue-green eyes, and freckles sprinkled over her nose and cheeks. She looks younger up close, not as untouchable as she seems behind a screen.

The old lady guides Diana to one of the benches and they sit together, observing the children playing in the garden. I leave the two women and walk around, trying to find anything out of the ordinary. I spot a black van parked in the front of the building, but no one seems to be there, so I ignore it. What feels like a few minutes have passed when a man in a blue jumpsuit, probably one of the gardeners or cleaners, comes up to the old lady with a concerned look on his face. I follow him, stopping right in front of Diana Khan.

"Miss Louis, there is a man at the door that wishes to speak to you."

The old lady, who must be miss Louis, purses her lips in confusion, getting up from the bench. The man in the jumpsuit helps her stand, while Diana stays seated.

"Is something wrong Rose?" Asks Diana, directing herself to the woman, who just gives a reassuring smile.

"No of course not dear, you stay here and I'll go see who it is."

Miss Louis disappears through the backdoor, leaving Diana to watch over the children. I turn to go with her to see who this man that's calling her is, when I hear a voice behind us.

"They really are adorable little creatures aren't they."

The world starts to spin, and everything goes in and out of focus.

"Not now," I grit out through clenched teeth.

I spin around, only to find a man that has appeared out of nowhere standing behind Diana, who jolts in surprise, getting up from the bench and turning to the strange man.

"Who are you?" She asks, voice weary.

The man makes a tutting noise with his tongue, as if he were deeply disappointed.

"You really don't recognize me?" He says, opening his arms, as if that will somehow make the answer clearer.

He's covered from head to toe in, what looks like, a Kevlar suit. Wearing a mask and gloves. He takes off the mask, but everything is too blurry to make out his facial features. All I see are dark brown eyes and a tall nose, before everything around me starts to disappear.

"Wait! Who are you?" I shout.

The Kevlar suit, the mask, and gloves. It had to be Quinn's killer, my gut is telling me he's dangerous, and I always trusted my gut feeling.

He walks towards Diana, but I don't stick around long enough to find out what her reaction is. I get pulled back into the present, and for a second I panic when all I see is darkness, before I realize that I have my eyes squeezed shut. I open them with a start, sitting up in... my bed?

"Welcome back."

I tilt my head and find Cassie sitting on her own bunk, a book propped up in her lap.

"How did we get here?" I ask, rubbing the remaining dizziness away. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stretch my neck, feeling a satisfying pop when the muscles pull and relax.

"Well I walked here. Kalen carried you back when you went all 'Oracle mode' on us in the common room."

The thought of Kalen carrying me makes warmth spread out through my body, and I shiver at the thought of his strong arms around me.

"It was pretty freaky," continues Cassie, closing her book and placing it on her nightstand. "Your eyes were completely white, and you kept mumbling random words."

Huh, I guess that's what I look like on the outside when I'm in "Oracle mode" as Cassie called it.

"So what's going on with Diana Khan?"

I turn and find Kalen leaning in the doorway, hair wet, a towel thrown across his shoulders. He must have just taken a shower, and I try to ignore how his towel-dried hair stands up in every direction, water drops still clinging to his damp skin.

"You kept saying her name while you were out," he says, eyes searching mine.

"Yeah. It was the same vision from last time, when you guys found Simon says that first time. But it was longer this time, I saw a man. And I'm pretty sure it was Quinn's killer."

The mood changes instantly, Kalen pushes off the door frame and comes to stand at the foot of my bed, while Cassie scoots in beside me.

"Are you sure?" She asks, eyebrows furrowed.

"He was just like Jack's description of him," I say, trying to remember every detail I could about him.

"He went to the orphanage the president's daughter was visiting, and he was talking to her, though she didn't seem to recognize him, even though he said she should."

Kalen asks me to stop for a second before disappearing in the other room, coming back a minute later with Mara and Jayson.

"So that you don't have to explain a second time," he says, getting comfortable on the bed in front of me.

"You saw Quinn's killer?" asks Mara, anger burning in her dark eyes.

"Yeah," I take a deep breath. "And I think he wanted to do something to Diana Khan."

Jayson whistles, leaning back on his arms where he sits cross-legged on the floor.

"Well, that's a hard target. I mean, she is always accompanied by bodyguards and the highest paying security team in the country, how would they even get to her?"

I look at the TV in the little living area, seeing the same news that had been on when we were in the common area. Diana Khan gets ready for her annual orphanage visit. I gasp.

"Yeah, but there is one day of the year when she isn't accompanied by anyone so that no one recognizes her or knows where she is going."

Cassie follows my gaze and her eyes land on the news reporter, now showing a picture of Diana and her previous visit to a children's hospital last year.

"The orphanage visit," she mumbles, putting the pieces together. "But no one knows where she goes, the locations are always top secret, aren't they? To avoid putting her in danger."

Kalen nods, having caught on to our train of thought

"But if someone found out where she was going, they only needed to wait for her to show up..."

"And she would be completely unprotected," finishes Jayson, worry shining in his blue eyes.