Present Is Past (Not Edited)

Chapter 22- Light From Above

POV- Dakota McCain 

"Hey, fucking fruit lovers, wake up!!! Tracy didn't come home, where the fuck is she? Why didn't you wait for her last night Dakota?! What the fuck people!" I heard, but it wasn't in my dream. My soul flew back to my body, and I flickered my eyes open like a girl putting on mascara. I blurred figure was standing over my side with a right hand near it's ear. A mil-second later a whole human came into my retina, with a fast moving object. Before it could hit my face, I threw my hand out to stop the angry fist wanting to make a black eye. 

"What the fuck Damion? Can't 'eye' wake up without a black eye?" I said pointing to my eye as a joke. 

"This isn't a time for jokes, get up! We have to go find Tracy!" He said back to me like a furious lion... on the other hand, I wasn't really listening. 

"We don't have to find her, I know where she is. We need to capture Tris for the exact location." I looked over at Abby who was still fast asleep like a baby next to me. I was going to wake her up, but I turned back to Damion who was looking at me with his eyebrow up in the air like it was going to fly away if a breeze swept through the room. 

"What are you talking about?" He said back to me with his eyebrow starting to twitch up and down... up and down... I was trying to hold back my smile with a small laugh like a little kid, but it didn't work. 

"Can you lower your twitch first?" He was starting to raise his fist, but I stopped him by saying, "You seriously have anger issues, not wonder why Tracy ran away!" 

Immediately dropping his hand, and losing all hope he fell to the ground with noodle legs, "Sh-hhhe-ee what? No-o, she couldn't have?" 

"I'm joking you retardando. I was having one of those fast forward dreams before you woke me up, all I know is it has something to do with Tris and the Parahuman Peacekeepers. That it. She know's where Tracy is, and she is somehow one of us. That it. We have to talk to her not me."

Behind me a creature with a cracker voice said, "Before that we have to take care of my and Gale. He's allowed to come home, not allowed but he has to. He was supposed to be back yesterday, my parents called me yesterday before we went out, they said I'm supposed to get my head checked out and we have to bring Gale home before they get back from the football game at noon." 

"Well good morning beautiful, your just as perfect as last night." I said giving her a kiss on the forehead. 

"And your just as stupid." Damion remarked as a threw my elbow into his gut. He almost fell down with the ugliest of a groan. "What the fuck. Let's just get mushy brains to the hospital, and bring paraplegic home, so we can get my girlfriend. Okay?"

"You know, your really an asshole. There ARE real, nice, and very beautiful people out their who have it worse than you!!! Some are even paraplegic, so stop making fun of them! You should be fucking grateful you have a certain power, and people like us who back up you fat ass with food! Maybe you should cut back on the calories fat ass," Abby said to Damion. I held up my hand to give her a high five because she said exactly what I wanted to say, but it made Damion look worse when it's coming from a girl. She high-five ed me and I kissed her on the cheek as I got up from the bed. Damion walked out of the room, so Abby and I could get ready for the long day ahead. 

I walked over to the closet and slipped on a clean pair of blue jeans with a cheap brown belt. Abby walked over near me and grabbed a bright red girly shirt that was short to the chest with longer sleeves to her elbow's. When she took a step back she accidentally stepped onto my foot, and lost her balance. She started to fall backwards with a scream and a thump, but I dropped the grey shirt I was going to put on and grabbed her. She looked up into my eyes, while her hands were meandering upon my six pack. "Thank you," She said with a blush, while I was spaced out into her smile. "You can set me up now," She said pointing forward.