The tomorrow people : healers. (Astron)

John meets astrid. Again.

John was furious. Being captured was part of the plan; but if he had to listen to the enemy anymore about the rebel cause: he was going to lose it! Jedikah was right. They where trying to convince him that they where good people, they even had the balls to insult jed. His friend, his boss and his only family. Who did the think they where? These tomorrow people?
" John listen to me. You've been brainwashed by jedikah. We're your friends - no ones going to hurt you." Cara said. She was the one he was meant to retrieve.
" let me out of these cuffs and the we'll talk." He lied straining against his chains.
"Please john. We just want to know what happened to you."

John remained silent, nothing would make him talk and they must have known it.
" this is getting us no where Cara." Stephen Jamieson spoke - he was in love with the cara girl. John saw it in the way he looked at her. A strange prickly feeling flourished in his stomach, a face he'd been seeing in his dreams resurfaced. A girl with caramel skin and beautiful brown eyes. He could get lost in those eyes forever.

Shaking his head he tried to get the image away from the top of his brain. It must have been his captors playing telepathic tricks in him; Cara was a strong telepath, it said so in get file, she could get through his walls if anyone could. Pissed john retaliated. " let me go and I might not kill every last one if you." His dark tone usually sent people teleporting away quicker then a bullet.

" dude. What the hell is wrong with you? No body could ever forget Russell." The idiot dragged out his name and held his hands wide. He would be first to die and the glare john was throwing his way proved it making the little man step back. John didn't know why jed wanted such a pathetic excuse for a homosuperiour to join there ranks.

Cara rolled her eyes at Russell like she had expected the behaviour. " what does jedikah want?" Silence. " damnit john!" She walked back and sent a telepathic message to Stephen. If he didn't have those stupid suppression cuffs in he would have been about to hear what they where thinking but right now he was powerless to them and the so called 'rebels'.

Jeds plan was simple but annoying for his part. He had never liked playing decoy and would be out of the action as the kill squad burst in to free him. He felt the tracking device on his tooth with his tongue. Everything was going to plan, all he had to do was sit tight.

That was until she walked by. But she didn't walk; she marched. Right up to the metallic doors. Yelling at the guard outside " I. Want. To. See. Him. " she demanded " NOW!" Her voice was like silk with a slight lisp but hearing it unclogged his constantly busy mind.
" shit. " Stephen exclaimed before strutting out of the room where the girl stood with a terrified young guard.

When the door opened she immediately turned looking straight at him. The sight that stole his breath. She wasn't flawlessly beautiful but in his eyes... She was stunning. Untamed curly black hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her face was delicate and skin looked as soft as velvet. Her lush lips were full and a cute little nose stood central on her face, rounding a little like a button. The girls eyes however held him more captive then the suppression cuffs ever would.

Framed by long black lashes her dark chocolate eyes seemed haunted to him but when they stared deep into his own blue eyes lightness shone once again. The colour of her eyes in his dreams held no justice to the real ones. If he had it his way he would never stop looking into those eyes even if the world ended he wanted to die staring deep into those eyes. The L word rose in his mind but he'd never even spoken to the women. So he buried that deep, deep in his subconscious.

Then that arsehole Stephen grabbed her arm- pulling her from the room. She tried to fight against him but he was too strong. " NO Stephen! I'm not leaving. I need to speak to him! Please ." She begged. John could only just hear then as the door was shut.
" sorry astrid but it's not safe! He's a tomorrow person again and your..." a defiant look crossed her face.
" I'm what, Stephen ? Human. So inferior that I can't even speak to-- " he teleported away with her in tow. John was again straining against his restraint but not to escape but to find her. Go to her and remove Stephens hand from her body- literally if the need be.