Caught Up In You

***A/N: I am obsessed with Sense8. It is hands down one of the most inclusive and unique shows I have ever seen. I was beyond depressed when it was cancelled. I am so glad Netflix found its heart and is at least giving us a two-hour movie as closure. Nomanita and Hernito are my favorite couples on the show, but I also love Kalang so much. Wolfgang and Kala constantly pining for each other was killing me.

This story takes place a little after season 2, episode 6: 'Isolated Above, Connected Below'. Wolfgang has established contact with another sensate in Germany, Lila Facchini, who has admitted to working for BPO. Wolfgang and Kala have also spent their night/day together, using their mental connection to (finally!) have sex.

This story is one of my first forays into fan-fiction so please do not expect it to be stellar by any means. Regardless, I hope you still enjoy it. I think this story will be fairly short. That could change later though.

Chapter 1

~`*`~ Kala ~`*`~

Kala Rasal walked hand-in-hand with her husband, Rajan, through the hectic Colaba Causeway marketplace. The vibrant colors and bustle of bodies around her did nothing to distract her from her feelings. Ever since her and Wolfgang's night together a few nights ago, her every waking moment was spent repressing thoughts of him. Kala was not entirely sure how the mental connection between the members of their cluster worked. All she knew was that any time she let her mind wander to Wolfgang, he would appear. It seemed that both she and Wolfgang had been thinking of each other so frequently that allowing her thoughts to stray to him at all would most likely correspond with him doing the same, thus activating their bond.

She found herself meditating more often than she ever had before in her life. Though she still feared going to the temple after experiencing the riots Rajan's father's political actions had spurned, she habitually found herself praying to Ganesha whenever she felt her resolve about Wolfgang weakening. No matter her surroundings, she would send silent prayers to Ganesha asking him to sure up her determination in order to protect her and Rajan's life together.

Kala and Rajan's marriage, though far from perfect from the very beginning, had now become rather strained. Kala was now fully aware that she was in love with Wolfgang. She battled with the knowledge of the different choices she would have made for her future had Wolfgang and her new abilities manifested in her life before Rajan's proposal.

Even ignoring that knowledge, Kala's discovery of Rajan's unethical business dealings when it came to his distribution of their company's defective pharmaceuticals, had caused another rift between them. Kala was not sure if she could truly forgive Rajan for his reckless and heartless actions, especially considering that his greed directly hurt Capheus' mother. Still, she knew that Rajan was a good man who genuinely loved her. She hoped that her confronting him about his actions- and his assurances that he would discontinue the practice- would help their relationship heal.

Even if that fissure running through the stability of her and Rajan's marriage was repaired, that did not eliminate the fact that Kala knew she was in love with Wolfgang and that he would forever be a part of her life. She hated that that knowledge brought her joy. She should want to tear the temptation of Wolfgang's love- and the immoral behavior it had birthed- out of her life root and stem, but she could not seem to muster up the desire.

Something stirred inside Kala's chest and she paused her maneuvering through the busy street and seller's stalls. She felt Rajan come to a stop beside her as she stilled. "These are beautiful, no?" Rajan asked, assuming Kala had halted in her tracks to admire the bangles that hung on the display in front of her.

That was not the reason for her pause. Kala looked to her right side and saw Wolfgang across the active and dirty street with a black duffle bag slung over his muscular shoulder. She had done her best to keep him from her mind to avoid triggering their connection, but it looked like she had failed.

Kala started to move on from the stall and turn away from Wolfgang to begin her reply to Rajan's question. It was then that Kala noticed a young man barreling through the crowd on a rusty bike swerve to miss hitting her stationary vision of Wolfgang. It did not make sense. Perhaps there was something in the street Kala could not see that had cause the boy to turn sharply. Slowly Kala began to notice that not only did everyone seem to walk around the apparition of Wolfgang their cluster's connection supplied her, but the seller behind the booth that Wolfgang stood in front of was throwing the back of Wolfgang's head a distinctly dirty look. It was almost as if Wolfgang was really there, blocking the man's merchandise. That in itself was odd.

The next moment, Kala was sure the bearded seller behind the wooden booth called out to Wolfgang. Kala could not hear what the man said but his face revealed his irritation. Kala's suspicions grew and her heart began to flutter at the scene in front of her. Wolfgang turned his head slightly back toward the merchant behind him and said something inaudible back. What? How could this happen? Wolfgang was interacting with a man Kala was almost certain she had never seen before. However, Wolfgang was so far away from her that she could not begin to hear what he was saying, so she could not be positive he was speaking to the man at his back.

Stranger still, she could not seem to divert her mind from her own surroundings to see where Wolfgang was. She seemed to be unable to separate herself from the marketplace around her and she found that concerning since hers and Wolfgang's entanglement had obviously been activated.

Then Kala began to recognize how fast her heart was beating. She realized that whatever ability connected her cluster's minds had never felt like this before. Kala and Wolfgang's connection had always felt more intense to her than it felt with Nomi, Lito, Capheus, Will, Riley, or Sun, but this was different. This was… real.

"Kala?" Rajan asked concernedly. Kala could not seem to care that she had not answered his inquiry or that she was sure she was acting strangely by just silently staring across the street. Nothing else held her attention except the blonde man staring at her from across the crowd.

Wolfgang's fierce eyes bored into Kala's. Kala unceremoniously let go of Rajan's hand without so much as a word or glance back at her husband. She wanted nothing more than to run across the street to see if Wolfgang was really in front of her, but it felt as if she was moving through quicksand. Kala began to move forward slowly, cutting through the people crossing through the marketplace. With every step Kala took, Wolfgang took a confident step toward her. Their eyes never left each other. As Wolfgang got closer to her, she could see the details etched in his beautiful face. A face she knew almost as well as her own.

At last, they stood in the middle of the street, less than a yard from each other. Despite the chaos around them, Kala swore she could smell the tobacco smoke on his breath and hear the rustle of the synthetic material of his duffle bag against his clothing. She saw the slight sheen of sweat stretch across Wolfgang's forehead. Kala was vaguely aware of people murmuring recriminations at her for inhibiting foot traffic by stopping in the middle of the street, but the people seemed too far away to be real. The only thing that mattered right now was the shadow Wolfgang's eyelashes cast under his eyes from the sun's intense rays overhead.

Kala's breathing picked up and her heart pounded in her chest.

"Hello," Wolfgang said in Hindi softly. His eyes sparkled.

"Wolfgang? Are you here? Are you really here or is this…" she trailed off, fearing the answer.

Wolfgang reached his right hand forward and let his fingers graze Kala's left palm. Her hand had unconsciously moved from where it had hung limply at her side and stretched out toward him. A tremor ran down her spine in response to his stroke. The feeling she got from his touch was so different than the way their contact had felt when they were merely sharing each other's consciousness. Kala let the tips of her fingers drift on Wolfgang's hand as his continued caressing hers. She saw his lips part and him inhale a little sharply when she returned his touch.

"Yes, I am here," he replied unnecessarily.

"You are here," She breathed with joy. Realizing what this meant, she halted her elation in its tracks. "You cannot be here, Wolfgang. Things have not…" Kala started again hesitantly. She wanted nothing more than to take Wolfgang's hand in hers and walk away from this place forever but she knew she could not. Kala was vaguely aware of not only the people swirling around her and Wolfgang as they stood in the center of the street, but of the fact that she had abandoned her husband on the street yards behind her.

"Kala," Wolfgang interrupted somewhat gently, "B.P.O is coming."

Kala felt the blood drain from her face. She did not need to hear anything more to know the dire situation they were in, but she could not help but ask questions.

"How?" she asked her voice dripping with fear.

"It was something Lila said when I asked her about working for them," Wolfgang answered.

"What did she say?" Kala said, not bothering to hide her disdain for the fellow sensate. Kala did not trust Lila Facchini at all and hated the conniving woman's designs on Wolfgang.

"She mentioned knowing of Homo Sensorium in India and them having nowhere to hide," he replied. "I am sure it was a threat." Wolfgang's eyes were dark. Their blue pools held a ferocity and desire for violence that Kala frequently saw sweep him up.

"Do the others know?" Kala asked.

"Yes, but we still need to get you somewhere safe," Wolfgang said.

Kala narrowed her eyes at his implication of her fragility. She was capable of not only protecting herself but him as well. She wondered if she would have to remind him of her role in helping him survive his brutal assault on his uncle's home. She would save that lecture for another time.

"We should get off the street," Kala agreed. Kala drug Wolfgang across the street back toward where she had left Rajan. It was only when she saw the suspicion and anger in Rajan's eyes that she noticed that she and Wolfgang had never stopped holding hands since first meeting in the middle of the street. The current running through her body at Wolfgang's touch seemed entirely natural to her.

Kala and Wolfgang came to a stop next to Rajan on the street. Kala made an attempt to straighten her features to conceal her anxiety. "Rajan, this is Wolfgang. Wolfgang, this is Rajan… my husband," she finished quietly introducing the two men.

"A pleasure, Wolfgang. How are you and Kala acquainted?" Rajan asked, distrust thick in his voice as he held out his hand for Wolfgang to shake.

Wolfgang ignored Rajan's question and proffered hand and turned to Kala asking in German, "Are we bringing him? He will slow us down." The tone of Wolfgang's voice made it clear he would prefer to leave Rajan there on the street. Kala could feel Wolfgang's motives were not wholly motivated by wanting to secure their safety. His emotions were more than tinged with a desire to remove the romantic complications his rival brought.

"Wolfgang, B.P.O will torture him if they indeed know where I am," Kala chastised. It was only when she looked over at Rajan's shocked face that she realized that hers and Wolfgang's exchange must have been in German. She would definitely need to explain this situation later.

Wolfgang nodded crisply in response. "We should go," Wolfgang continued in Hindi as his head swiveled back and forth, scanning their environment for anything unusual.

"Rajan, we must return home. I promise I will explain everything when we get there," Kala said urgently.

"Alright. If we must," Rajan replied hesitantly. Kala did not miss Wolfgang's glare at Rajan when she dropped Wolfgang's hand and grabbed Rajan's to lead him through the maze of people in the market. Their group turned around the way Kala and Rajan had come and headed back to Kala and Rajan's verdant loft.

Kala noticed Wolfgang slightly unzip his duffle bag just enough for him to plunge his right hand into its depths and keep it concealed there. She could feel through hers and Wolfgang's connection that his fist gripped the cold metal of a handgun tightly. His finger was ready at the trigger and the safety off.

"Is that really necessary?" Kala asked Wolfgang cautiously. She really did not approve of firearms, but she could not deny their evolving importance in her life, namely her safety.

Wolfgang did not respond verbally, just merely gave her a knowing look. She knew that Wolfgang was probably right that it was better to have one at the ready should the Biological Preservation Organization reach them. Plus, she knew that he would be more comfortable with a weapon in his hand.

Kala felt Rajan's hand shift uncomfortably in her grip. Kala was surprised that Rajan had remained silent for as long as he had. Their trio had spent about a half an hour quickly journeying back to hers and Rajan's home. Kala looked at Rajan's face and saw the confusion and concern laden in it. There would be much to explain to him when they arrived back in their loft. Kala had no idea how she was going to explain anything to him.

Wolfgang brought up the rear as the group finally entered the building housing Rajan and Kala's home. The three of them advanced toward the elevator in the lobby in an attempt to avoid the close by desk. Kala's pulse began to beat more rapidly. Since the death threats against the Rajan family began, security had been tighter around them. She smiled at the man manning the desk at the lobby, but the security guard next to him eyed Wolfgang suspiciously. Maybe it was Rajan's face that gave the guard pause, but Kala tried to smile at the huge man in a reassuring manner to assuage his apparent fears.

The guard called over Kala, Rajan, and Wolfgang as he visibly moved his automatic rifle to be accessed more easily. They had tried to give the desk a wide birth, but hers and Wolfgang's subtle avoidance technique seemed to do no good. The trio started their slow march toward the guard.

"Some help, Lito?" Kala whispered. Kala felt the connections tethered to her vibrate and Lito appeared at hers and Wolfgang's sides. It seemed that the anxiety she felt had enabled the cluster's connection to establish more effortlessly. Lito moved with confidence, assessing the situation silently. Lito's glorious smile spread across Wolfgang's face as Lito helpfully assisted him mentally. Kala was acutely aware of the rest of the group monitoring hers and Wolfgang's situation from her eyes, ready to offer their assistance if they felt needed.

Rajan remained silent at Kala's side and walked with her in and Wolfgang in unison toward the guard's station. Kala was incredibly grateful for Rajan's unspoken support, no matter how reluctant it was.

"Good afternoon," Kala greeted the guard in Hindi.

The guard completely ignored Kala's greeting and turned to Rajan. "Mr. Rasal, the new security protocols require us to examine your guest's identification."

"This is Doctor Berner. He is a friend from our global production sector. His passport was stolen after our meeting," Kala interrupted the guard in English, before Rajan could say anything.

"Hello, I'm Felix Berner. Lovely to meet you, I'm sure," Wolfgang continued in English as he smiled charmingly with Lito's assistance. Wolfgang reached his hand forward as if to shake the guard's hand. Lito's assistance in helping everyone pleasantly lie- Wolfgang in particular- was truly invaluable sometimes.

"We can contact a consulate of your choosing for you here if you require assistance regaining your identification," the security guard offered shrewdly.

"No, that will not be necessary," Rajan replied briskly. Kala certainly hoped that the manner of her husband's response would not arouse any more suspicions.

The security guard merely nodded as an apparent dismissal in reply to Rajan's statement.

Kala, Rajan, and Wolfgang made their way to the nearby elevator to ascend to the couple's opulent penthouse home. Wolfgang was now solely in control of his actions again after Lito relinquished the temporary power he had over Wolfgang's mind in order to assist him.

Kala knew that Rajan's silence would last only moments longer. She was certain he would soon berate her with questions. Turmoil swirled inside her as she considered what to tell him about the day's somewhat bizarre events. Should she lie? Should she tell him the truth? She may not have been in love with Rajan, but she still did not want any harm to come to her husband.

Her heart screamed at her to tell him the truth about her status as a Homo Sensorium, the abilities being part of a cluster gave them all, and her complicated relationship with Wolfgang. Her mind, on the other hand, insisted that she lie to Rajan, demanding she come up with some excuse that could possibly explain away what was happening.

Her emotions continued warring on inside her as the elevator carrying her, her husband, and her lover climbed higher and higher toward her home.

***F/N: My twitter for fan-fiction is slayerchick303 if you are interested in keeping up-to-date with this story's progress.