Sixteen
I open the window. His face was buried in a pillow. I crawl quietly in. He's breathing blissfully. At least there are no nightmares. I hope he won't wake up. I hope he won't wake up in cold sweat again. I look at him. I pull the covers up over him. I sit down at his desk.
"Are you just going to sit and watch him sleep?" Dr. Pheobe's hologram appears.
"If I have to." I say.
"You know, I've been thinking-" Dr. Pheobe says.
"What?" I ask.
"I may have a solution to this." She says.
"You can get his powers back???" I sit up.
"Maybe. I just need to figure out how to get this charm off his neck." Dr. Pheobe says.
"That's a relief." I say.
Hang in their Punk. She's trying.
"But the thing is extremely powerful." She says.
"Powerful how?" I ask.
"It's hard to explain but it does have an enormous energy source." She says.
"Great. How do we know it won't vaporize him?" I raise an eyebrow.
"We don't. He hasn't yet, has he?" She asks.
"No." I say.
"Then that's a start." She says.
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