Hey, everyone I'm back with chapter 5. It's been a while since I last updated, I know but call it writers block anyway, enjoy the read I'll contrive to remember to update faster.

Disclaimer: I do not own Alvin and the chipmunks, or any brands used in this chapter, that should be obvious, but I do however own the plot.

If its not apparent, in this part of the story we are catching backup with Jeanette after her time at the library. Brittany and Eleanor will get their time eventually just not in this chapter. :)

Chapter 5

Unlocking the door, Genie stepped into an unusually dark house. Expecting, Rebecca to be relaxing in her favorite La-Z-boy recliner, she was surprised to find her missing.

Looking around for the light switch Genie came across a glaringly bright note that was precariously attached to a lampshade.

It read "Hey Jeanette, (I refuse to call you by that ridiculous nickname of yours), the girls went out to some party and I'm going on my first BLIND DATE! Wish me luck! P.S. We should be back around 2:00 so don't do anything that I wouldn't do *Wink*"

Shaking her head at the idiocy of her adopted mother, Genie dropped the note in the trash and headed toward her room, muttering something about grown women needing to act their age…

Sitting in the tub sometime later, Genie closed her eyes hoping to relax and let the stressful events of the day fade to her chagrin, she found that closing her eyes did nothing to banish the ever present eyes of sapphire from the forefront of her mind.

Remembering the spine-tingling shock that had ran through her body as their hands touched, Genie could not help but wonder what it all meant. Turning the idea over repeatedly in her head, she finally gave up as she realized that the problem would continue to allude her, if only for tonight…

"Genie, Genie…wake up."

Jeanette stirred in her sleep, as the voice repeated itself, "Come on Genie, I need you to be awake for this… oh come on, give me a break…I've been suppressed for too long, there is no way I'm going down without a fight…"

Suddenly Genie shot up in bed, her eyes open but unfocused, "Where am I?" she questioned with uncertainty, as she gazed upon a blank canvas. "We are in your psyche, or your subconscious mind, and if you haven't figured it out by now I'm your conscience or élan vital, my friends call me Vital, at least they would if I wasn't trapped in this miserable existence, oh woe is me woe is me…"

"Excuse me, but is there a point to all of this?"

"I was getting to that.. Kids these days, so rude…because you insist upon being boorish, I'll get straight to the point, we're here for a therapy session."

"Ok," Genie said looking around for the person who was talking "this is getting weird, Brittany, Eleanor, this is not funny!"

"You know, the longer you take, the harder this is going to be."

"Ugh," Genie replied pinching herself hard in hopes of waking up.

"That's not going to work." The voice teased.

"Ok," Genie said to herself, "I'm going to close my eyes and count to three….1.….2.…3...Aggh!" "Why are you screaming?" "Because you just popped up out of nowhere!"

A girl with skin of cocoa, hair like midnight and eyes the color of snowfall sighed in annoyance. "I told you, I'm your conscience, you wouldn't heed my voice so I figured to show you…why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" Genie replied staring at the girl in disbelief.

"Like you don't believe me, that's what." When Genie did not reply, Vital reached over and placed a hand on her arm.

"Yow!" Genie jumped back with a quickness, "That hurt!" "That's for not paying attention," Vital replied with a small grin that quickly turned sour, "It will also have to serve as a reminder, because we're all out of time." "Out of time for what?" Genie asked as Vital turned to stare at the non-existent horizon.

"Listen to this, as you will listen to nothing else, Grá will find you and when it does you will be powerless to stop it."

"Grá?" Genie questioned, she was met with silence. "Vital?" she reached forward to touch the other girls shoulder, when a agonizingly bright light encompassed her vision.

After a few painful seconds it died down and élan vital was nowhere to be found, and Genie after realizing that she was truly alone had fallen back to sleep.

Ok, everyone that was chapter 5. BTW, Vital is pronounced Ve-tall, Grá is pronounced graw.