Hey, guys! If you haven’t already, I urge you to check out my latest fic “GoT Credits”. I think it’s pretty damn funny. Anyways, I’m going to revert to what I did in the first crossover when Kyle got captured, and, at the beginning of every chapter until this issue blows over somehow, I’ll have a small little bit in either Clara or Delilah’s POV, but the majority of the chapter will be a different POV. So, I’ll shut up now (ThePurpleRose made me hyper), and get on with typing the chapter!!

Readers: -clap and cheer loudly-

Yeah, yeah, I know, I talk too much…

Chapter 15 (even farther away from the bad luck, now!)

Delilah

I act as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened, silently hoping that Mum didn’t figure out the fact that Seth was using his water skill to “overflow” the toilet. If she discovers that Seth isn’t really useless, she might go on to suspect that I’m not really on her side.

“How’d it go?” Mum asks me.

“I convinced Clara that the Order is much better than the Guard,” I start, “and she agrees that if there came a fight, that the Order would definitely win. She’s ours, now.”

I look at Clara, pleading with my eyes for her to play along. Of course, I could use thoughts, but there’s absolutely no way to shield those conversations from Mum, and I don’t want her to know everything. She looks meaningfully back, and I know she won’t betray me.

“Yeah,” she says, voice smooth. “With my wind, Delilah’s earth, and your…what are your skills, anyway?”

Mum blinks. “Ice,” she replies, and it takes a lot to keep my eyes from widening.

“So, with my wind, Delilah’s earth, and your ice,” Clara continues, either not realizing what I just did, or pretending not to care, “the Order shall be more powerful than ever, and there’ll be no way to stop us!”

It takes a lot to stop myself from rolling my eyes; she’s really laying it on thick. Then I remember what Mum said. “So, Mum,” I start, “your ice skill. Is it one where you need water to freeze first, or can you created the ice? Cuz in order for me to use my earth skill, I need to be able to have contact with earth for it to work properly. I mean, I’d need to be on the first floor of a building or outside where there’s grass and stuff. I can still use my skill when I’m above ground, but it’s harder and uses more energy.”

I realize what I said after I say it, and know that when Mum finds out that we’re really with the Guard, she has a weapon to use against me.

“Yeah, and I need to be able to have some form of air around me,” Clara says. “I can work with other gasses, but they’re a bit more difficult.”

Oh well. Maybe now that we’ve both revealed secrets about our skills, Mum will be more inclined to tell us what we want to know. Or, more importantly, what I want to know.

“Well, I can create ice out of nowhere, but it works best if there’s water beforehand.”

The way she says this makes me suspicious…”Is the toilet fixed?” I ask.

Mum has an evil glint in her eye. “Why yes, yes it is.”

“Good. I’m gonna go use it…”

I walk slowly out of the dungeon type room, then when I’m out of hearing range, break into a run. I check every bathroom, but it’s not until I reach the top floor that I find Seth.

“Oh…my…god…”

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Isabel

I pull Hermione over to the side. “You do realize that any plans we could have made to get Clara and Delilah back will have to be put on hold now, right?”

She shrugs. “Not necessarily,” she informs me. “Draco and I could just stay behind. He wouldn’t much care.”

“How would you explain where we’re all going, though?”

“I wouldn’t. I’d ‘forget’ to tell him that you guys would be gone.”

I sigh. “I don’t feel comfortable with all the lying and hiding the truth. But at the same time…Hermione, do you trust Draco?”

She blinks, surprised. “Of course. I’d trust him with my life.”

I bite my lip. “I don’t know. We’ll have to all talk about it…chances are pretty good that there’s going to be a meeting called to figure out what to do about Draco…ugh!” I lay down on the grass again. “This leading thing is harder than Matt, Arkarian, and Harry make it look!”

Hermione looks at me. “Are we done here, now?” she asks.

I nod. She leaves, presumably to spend more time with Draco. Just then, I sense something. Frowning, I sit up, concentrating on the source. It’s not me…it’s not Ginny…it’s not Rochelle…it’s not Neriah…it’s not Hermione…both Clara and Delilah are too far away for me to be able to even sense if it was one of them…so that means…

I get up and walk over to Vanessa. “Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?”

She looks at Jacob, who’s beside her, then back at me. “Sure. What’s up?”

I start to say it, then stop. I can’t decide if it’s best to say it now while Jacob’s around or talk to just Vanessa and let her tell Jacob on her own.

“Is everything alright, Isabel?” Jacob asks.

I bite my lip again. I decide to just tell them both. “Well, I thought I felt something, and it’s something I haven’t felt for four years,” I start, hoping that I won’t have to say it outright; that I can just hint at it and they’ll get my meaning. “It’s…something that I feel with both my sixth sense and my healing skill, and it can only come from a girl…or should I say, a woman.” I look at the two of them, and they’re both confused. I sigh and decide to just spit it out. “Vanessa, you’re pregnant.”

She blinks. “What?!” she exclaims. “And you know this how??”

“I’m a healer. I can sense things that have to do with the human (or animal) body.”

Jacob stares straight ahead for a few minutes, not really blinking much.

I look at him. “Yeah. I didn’t know if I should tell you now, or wait for you to find out on your own.”

Vanessa takes a deep breath. “Well,” she says, “at least we have pretty much all of the nine months to plan things out,” she says, and I can tell that she still can’t fully comprehend what I’m saying.

“Hold on; when was it?” I ask. “Not to be intrusive, or anything, but…”

“Last night,” she says, and she smiles as she remembers.

“Wow,” I say, surprised at how far my healing skill has come along. “I’m getting good…”

“What are you talking about?”

“I could detect your pregnancy the day after it happened,” I say. “That’s way better than any store bought pregnancy test!”

She laughs, and Jacob is still staring ahead. “Jacob hasn’t blinked for the past five minutes,” she notices.

“I’m concerned, but also fascinated,” I say simply.

He continues staring ahead. “Maybe you should leave us for a bit,” she suggests, so I do.

I can’t help but wonder what’s happening to Clara and Delilah.

Hehehe…that was fun! Well, so much for subtlety! Review and you get something special!!