Prolouge: in search of


In Search of:



She sighed. The newspaper she had over her head wasn't keeping her hair dry anymore, and her feet were soaked through. Who forgets her shoes on a day like this, she thought to herself. She reached the house, and quickly rushed under the overhang. She balled up the useless newspaper and threw it in the corner of the porch.


She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and sighed. Her long reddish curls were now damp and clung to her head; She pushed them out off her forehead so she could see her deep blue eyes. She laughed at herself. 'What a mess' she thought.

"Could be worse, Ally" a voice called from the kitchen.

She turned to see her sister at the table with a magazine and a cup of coffee in hand. The leggy dark haired woman looked at her a little amused. Her eyes were staring at her over her coffee cup. They were identical to Ally's but they always seem to 'dance'. She was wearing sport bra and spandex leggings even though it seemed a bit chilly for it.


Allyson (or Ally) looked at the mirror again in attempt to fix her curls. "Did I wake you Hayley?"

"Nope," she muttered diving back into her coffee, "Alex left a note for you. She's worried"

She looked at herself in the mirror, 'When wasn't Alex worried?' she thought to herself. She turned to face her sister. She walked forward shaking her wet dress lightly. They searched each other's face for answers with their deep blue eyes locked on each other. They looked identical as they stared, except for the contrast in their hair. Hayley's raven locks fell loosely to her waist. They both had dark olive complexions and small frames. Unlike Hayley, Ally hid hers beneath the bulky wet dress.

Hayley, Allyson and Alex Adams were triplets. Born with the gift of telepathy, they had never needed many words between them. Their older brother Justice had always said they had a bond by birth that he never understood. Justice who was also telepathic saw communication between the three he never could grow to understand. They had other gifts but being born telepaths, they exercised their abilities daily.


Ally broke the stare. She looked drained. She sat across from her sister at the butcher-block table and put her head in her hands as she leaned on the table. "Stay out of my head, Hayl. I want to think." she sat up slowly pushing the rest of her hair from her face with her hands. "Plus I am tired"

"I thought you had made a decision?" Hayley looked up at her sister.

Ally stood up and made her way to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup. Hayley continued to watch her. She seemed shaky and that was unlike AL.

"I did" Ally sighed "They must have gotten to him, again," She glanced at Hayley, "Even if they didn't I owe him to tell him." She mindlessly patted the front of her belly.

Ally thought of him for the first time that day. The way he held her and whispered in her ear when they were alone in an embrace. She felt her face get hot as she thought about their own unique bond. It was unlike the one she shared as a triplet or telepath. It was a bond that came from their intimacy, she could touch his mind easily. They always seemed to find each other. This was upsetting he had never been away this long but his mind had been played more times that a violin. She hoped they would find each other soon before they had company.

"You should let Alex or I go with you," Hayley mumbled. The triplets seem to think it was them against the world, that is until Ally fell in love. Hayley shook her head.

"I will be okay" Ally nodded at her sister. She cradled her cup of coffee and sat down next to Hayley. "I get bursts of energy." Then she looked at her sister, "He is in my head. I can find him. I shouldn't be too long"


"How is the bambino?" Hayley smiled. Her smile was bright as if to cheer her sister up.

" Okay, I guess" she shrugged, "This is new to me too."

'STUBBORN' Hayley thought.

'AND YOU ARE NOT,' Ally shot back in Haylye's mind as Hayley lit a cigarette.

"You don't want me in your head stay outta mine", Hayley pointed her cigarette at her.


Ally started towards the grand staircase by the door. "I will start all the prenatal stuff when I get back."

She nearly collided with Alex. "Whoops" Alex mumbled. She stared at Ally through the same deep blue eyes. "You are leaving?" she challenged her sister. The stunning blonde looked at Ally, then to Hayley who shrugged her shoulders at them. Alex stood there in her dress suit waiting for an answer and searching her sister's face.

"Alex please don't start." she turned away from her invasive stare. The triplets were as alike as sunshine and rain. Aside from the hair color they were all identical.

"Let us go," Alex pleaded.

"This is too personal this time," Ally looked towards her feet.

"At least don't break our contact," she touched Ally's arm lightly. Ally nodded at the compromise.

"How about Justice? You gonna tell him?" Hayley piped in. She got from the table and joined them at the staircase. Ally's face fell. 'Of course you weren't'. Alex and Hayley looked at each other.

"Break contact and we will get Justice to come with us when we look for you" Alex said but it was Hayley's look that got her attention. Ally knew Hayley's temper and was worried she would fly off the handle. Alex and Hayley crossed their arms.

"I will not be long," Ally sighed and tried to look more hopeful. "Really," she added with a forced smile.

Alex and Hayley exchanged a look as Ally ran up the stairs. 'Who is she trying to kid?' they both thought.


Ally ran to the room and shut the door quick. She leaned against it. She was scared. She was scared to tell him, she was scared he wouldn't remember. She knew she was in for a world of trouble. If they haven't caught up to him she would be okay.

She didn't think he was very far but it would take some time to find him if she wasn't still in his mind. Alex and Hayley would follow her and bring Justice too. She knew they weren't kidding. They worried for Ally but more for the unborn infant she carried. She worried about that too. She could fight but the baby seemed to drain her. She would be okay, they were after Logan not her. He loved her she knew that. Once she found him, she could help him. She would feel them approach a mile away.


She moved towards the bed and sat down. She held the chain around her neck, 'Please let him be okay'








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