Last chapter! Yay! My second finished multi-chaptered story! (You're welcome to read the first if you watch Casualty, didn't hate Dylan, and don't mind crying slightly.)

Anyway, as I mentioned like two chapters ago, I don't even mind that you all abandoned me (I kid, I kid), I'll keep the original character thing - the next two reviews I get will get an original (or non-original, providing it's from a fandom I belong to, (I belong to most of them by the way))character of their own choosing, male, female, young, old, powers or normal (if the next two reviews come from the same person, they get two characters). Would you like that? You, immortalised in print for every to see, you, who loved me faster than all the others?

...Please review. But enjoy the story anyway.

Holly looked around the room in curiosity.

"But this is my...How did we...Who are y...What..." Her voice trails off as she stares gormlessly at the very hotel room she had woken up in that morning.

Muna grinned, an exact copy of Reese's, and Holly would think they were sisters, except for the small matter of ethnicity, and, oh, one of them living in Limbo - and wasn't that the place where dead people who didn't want to be dead live or something, Holly was sure she had read that somewhere...possibly.

"Goodbye Holly," she called, "Have a good life." And then she disappeared in a flash of blue smoke.

A short half-amused gasp left Holly's lips, as she shook her head slightly - real life was going to take a bit of getting used to after the past day and a half.

The door handle wriggled, and then opened to show her parents, in the middle of yet another argument.

It was her mother who broke of her parents conversation, to turn to her only child.

"Have you had a good day, sweetie?"She asked, pressing a small kiss against Holly's forehead.

Holly smiled, and recent memories flashed behind her eyes, "The best." She answered, completely honestly.

The blue segued into white, as a thousand different portals spun past faster than the speed of light, far too quickly for Reese to truly see the contents of any of them.

As suddenly as the ride began, it stopped once again, leaving Reese and Natasha stood in the middle of a field, a strong midday sun beating down from overhead, and woods surrounding the small clearing, shadows deep and mysterious within them.

Reese had barely let go of the older girl's hand when a voice screamed from a few metres away.

"REESE!" The voice was familiar, oh so familiar, and Reese couldn't help the grin that spread across her face involuntarily at the thoughts that passed through her head in the millisecond it took her to spin around on the spot, ready for the pair of young brunette heads racing across the field, the rest of their Tribe following shortly behind.

A thousand ... well, nine ... questions broke out at once, Reese's eyes darting from member to member, processing the questions but not quickly enough to provide any sort of coherent answer.

Natasha broke in quickly, separating herself from the Tribe, "If anyone follows me, I have no qualms about beating you to death with a paper towel. You have been warned."

Kat disappeared after her, following her cousin into the farmhouse anyway.

Finally Reese found who her eyes were scanning for, stood at the back of the group, a little off, a little out of place, Holly stood almost on her despite being surrounded by people.

The blonde girl darted through the small crowd and threw her arms around the older girl who had more or less saved her life.

"Thank you," Reese whispered in Holly's ear, and Holly smiled, nervous and unsure because she didn't know what Reese is thanking her for exactly, but Reese is back finally, after three days of terror for the whole Tribe (ever since Frankie's screams that Reese had ... vanished ... into thin air, and the tight look on Natasha's face hadn't done much to anyone's nerves at rest), and Holly is a little fond of the little blonde girl - she's family, although Holly would never admit it outside of her own head.

Reese withdrew herself from Holly and turned to the rest of the Tribe, words spilling out as she attempted to explain where she had been and what she had been doing.

Home.

Natasha's voice whispered, faintly brushing the edge of her mind before disappearing completely, and Reese's grin widened ever so slightly in agreement.

"Out," Tasha demands, shoeing the two brunette ten years old out the bedroom that all three of them used, despite the younger ones protests.

Kat waits until she's sure they're gone. "Okay," she orders, all but throwing her cousin onto her bed. "Spill."

"What?" Tasha counters.

"Everything." Kat's voice is firm, and she wants answers, she's tired of being kept in the dark by her younger cousin.

"I've told you loads already," Tasha whined, rolling over and hiding her face in her pillow - she'd prefer more than just the one, but being Camp Leader doesn't give her automatic privileges in everything.

"Not enough," Kat wasn't giving up this time, not like all the times before. "I've let you off before, but not this time, this was Reese, and she could have been seriously hurt - lost forever - and she's my, our, sister, all because you haven't explained it to us, anything to us really."

Tasha muttered under my breath, "Not my fault stupid thirteen year olds can't follow orders, and just stay away from my family."

Kat grinned, "I didn't know you cared so much." It was fun spending time with Tasha, she had a way of reverting everyone's age slightly, making them act a bit less than they should. "But seriously," Kat's face hardened, "spill."

Tasha sighed. "People like me, like you, like Reese, they're becoming more common."

Kat's eyes widened then she frowned, clutching her hand close to her chest, remembering all the trouble she's gone through to hide what she can do. "What do you mean, more common?"

"I mean there are four in your Tribe alone, and pretty much everyone you've met at the Camp is Gifted as well." Tasha climbs off of her bed, and starts to re-arrange her few belongings, just to give her the excuse to keep her back to her cousin.

"That's why I don't want the adults back. Not really anyway. I won't stop you, but I don't want them back." Her voice is dull, her motions halted.

"Because of ... the things we do?" Kat was confused, "But the adults, maybe they are learning these things as well. Maybe they'll understand."

Tasha twirls on the spot, now nose to nose with her slightly shorter cousin. "Yeah, because humans first reactions to things that are different or outdated is 'Let's leave it alone'. "

"That's not tr..."Kat tries to protest, but Tasha protests her.

"Can you guarantee me that people like us will be safe in the Old World. No, you can't. But in the New World, we can be accepted. We can be accepted, Kit Kat." Her voice broke slightly at the end, the sheer longing rushing through every syllable, the desire for the World she could build shining through every word.

Kat didn't have a reply for that and instead simply wrapped her arms around her cousin, offering the comfort she had been giving for so long, and yet never received.

"So that's what you're doing here then, providing a safe place?"

Tasha jerkily nodded her head, and brushed away unshed tears. "For singles and for Tribes." She confirmed.

"And you're doing this because you want to, or because you want to be Professor X." There was a joking undertone to Katherine's words, a joking that Tasha needed at the moment - as Tasha's pre-Disappearance obsession with the X-Men was well known by anyone who knew her even vaguely.

"I have too much hair to be the Professor." She snarked back.

"So how did Reese fall through to another dimension then?" Kat asked after a few minutes of silence.

Tasha shrugged, "The usual way - thirteen year old boy completely disregards orders on where and where not he is allowed to leave Dimension Portals. Where and where not he is allowed to make Dimension Portals for that matter. Don't worry, he'll be punished." Tasha assured Kat, with the tone of someone who has dealt with this kind of situation before, and judging by the weary expression currently situated upon her face, the same situation probably caused by the same culprit. "Anyway, Reese was lucky, there are worse universes to have fallen into - worlds of lava and sulphur, and a really cool one where dinosaurs still existed, and I'm too old to be getting excited over this stuff aren't I?" She finished with a self-deprecating grin.

Kat laughed, barely more than a short puff of air but the intent was still the same. "So this is just another day at the office for you then? Nine year telepaths falling into different dimensions due to portals left by another kid." Her voice was incredulous, and with reason - had she asked the same thing of anyone else just a few months before, even after the Disappearance, she would have been laughed off as a freak.

"You're one to talk." Came the quick retort, "Or don't you remember getting stuck mid-phase and trapped inside a wall?" Tasha laughed at the memory. "You terrified the pants off of that lady walking the dog."

Kat opened her mouth in disbelief, "You're the one who convinced her I was a ghost, risen from the beyond, ready to avenge my dead children." She sounded put off, or at least tried to, it was hard style to pull off while nearly cracking a rib laughing.

The two fell into a comfortable silence, lasting for only a few moments before Kat spoke up again.

"So... besides me and Reese, who are the other two Gifted in my Tribe?" She asked, as nonchalantly as she could.

Tasha grinned and mimed zipping her lips up, a twinkle in her eyes.

After all, a girl's gotta have some secrets.

Thank you for reading, and please review,
Mia.