After they took Ed away, they tossed me back inside my cell but this time with a T.V. screen showing me everything that was happening inside the infirmary. I was still in shock about what happened in the waiting room. Ed's golden shield and how he saved my life. I was pretty sure that Frost wouldn't have me killed. I mean, why go to so much trouble to have me brought here? But Edward's shield had made me wonder, how had the SRT affected me?

I watched while they injected Edward with strange liquids that gave him scary visions and made him thrash in his sleep. I could hear his screams of terror as he battled with whatever fear he was facing. His heart rate was spiking well over one hundred and fifty beats per minutes in his panic. The doctors and nurses studied his reactions intently, noting them all down.

I was screaming at the T.V. for them to stop. One of Edward's darkest secrets is that he suffers with violent nightmares, ever since mum and dad died. He never actually told me what they were about but I knew they were bad. Edward spent so much time worrying about me, I'd often have to remind him to look after himself. But now they were putting him through nightmare after nightmare and he couldn't wake up, he couldn't make them stop. The world may be at war, but Edward was at war with himself. Now they were torturing him with it.

They finally stopped the tests and let Ed rest. His chest moved up and down rapidly as he tried to suck in oxygen from the tube under his nose. I relaxed slightly and focused on listening to the chatter of the nurses and doctors, trying to pick up anything that might give me a clue to what they plan to to with us. I heard various mumbles about how strong the results of the tests were but nothing really substantial...until Ed woke up.

When Ed fluttered his eyes open, I sobbed with relief. I was starting to doubt if he would ever wake up. I listened carefully to his and Dr. Brand's conversation. When the Dr. Brand mentioned our parents, it came as a complete shock to me and it looked like it was a shock to Edward too. He immediately started to question him but they wheeled him out of the room quickly before he could press for an answer.

I started slamming my hands on the walls again shouting: "What about my parents?!" They couldn't just say that and not tell us how our parents were involved in this. Once again I threw a massive temper tantrum (I know, mature of me but I just couldn't take it anymore.) I needed to get my emotions out. Too much had happened today, my brain couldn't take it all in.

After about an hour of screaming and crying and trying to tear the place down I collapsed on the padded floor. I wanted to see my brother and I wanted to get out of here. I heard the door slide open but this time I didn't move, I didn't want to see any of their faces, especially Chancellor Frost's. Unfortunately he was what I got.

"Come on now, Tess. Its time for dinner," he said in a friendly voice but I knew it was fake.

"Are you sure you didn't put poison in my food?" I asked. "Because you certainly looked eager to kill me earlier."

"I am very sorry about that, but I did what I had to do to unlock your brother's powers," he said gently.

"Yeah and you almost killed him," I snorted.

"That was a mistake on my part. I didn't realise how much power young Edward would release," he said. "I'm afraid it overwhelmed him."

"And what about my parents then?" I sprung on him. "What do you have to do with them?" Frost froze looking slightly cautious.

"What do you mean?" he said slowly.

"Oh come on. I heard that guy, Dr. Brand say something about them. You can't just pretend that they weren't involved in this," I said.

"Even if your parents were involved, I wouldn't tell you why. Now come with me if you want to see your brother."

"Fine," I sighed, I figured the best way to get some answers was by talking to Ed. I got up just as two guards came in and grabbed my arms to 'escort' me. One of them was the blonde haired one who hand pulled the gun out on me earlier and was the one who told me I would be okay, such a lie. "Is this really necessary?" I asked Frost.

"Yes," he said. "You are dangerous so we must be careful." We marched out to the corridor and to the recovery room where Edward was.

"What exactly do you mean by I'm dangerous," I asked Frost. "I haven't done much so far...at least not like Edward has."

"Don't worry, it will come," Frost said.

"Believe me, I'm not worrying. I don't want my power," I mumbled. Frost placed his hand on the wall and the thin blue line scanned it. The door slid open and I didn't even wait for Frost's permission. I ran inside straight for Edward's bedside. He was propped up on pillows watching the nurses wheel things around the small room. Ed was the only person in the ward but there were other beds all in rows.

"Tess?!" Ed whispered, reaching out for my hand. When I took it I could feel he was shaking.

"Are you okay?" I asked frantically. He looked me straight in the eye and I could see how scared he was. He didn't need to answer my question. I knew he wasn't okay, not at all.

Frost tapped me on the shoulder. He was holding a tray of food that someone must have given him through the door. "Please, sit down," he said. I took the purple armchair closest to Ed's bed and took the tray from Frost's chubby hands. It was mashed potato and sausages with carrots. "I'll leave you two for a while," he said. He left the room but the guards, including the blonde haired one, stayed at the door. Their blood shot eyes stayed trained on us, as if we were going to try and escape.

I looked at Edward. "Why did they do them awful tests on you?" I asked him. I know he probably didn't want to talk about it but I had to ask him.

"I think they wanted to test how strong I was so they could..." Ed trailed off.

"They made me watch everything. They put you through those nightmares again and again. But for what? What do they need that data for?" I said softly.

"Weapons, machines, I don't know," Ed said. "But whatever it is, it can't be good and our parents being involved-" he stopped abruptly, looking at me. He has always know that this was a touchy subject for me.

"I know Ed. I heard the whole thing," I muttered. Ed looked down at his hospital bed covers. We sat there in silence listening to the machines beeping away and me munching on my food. "They wouldn't do something like this, would they?" I whispered. "Put innocent people through this. And they couldn't have known that we'd be part of it, could they?"

"We'll never know, Tess. Unless we find out for ourselves," he said. "But not now. I don't want any trouble now, Tess. Not after what just happened." I looked at how fragile my brother was. He used to be strong in situations like this but whatever they did unhinged him.

"Okay, not now, I promise," I said. Ed exhaled.

"I will try and protect you, Tess. I will try and get you out of here. Just wait till I'm better," he said.

"Okay," I whispered. We talked about other things for a while like school and memories we had of the world before the meteorite, just trying to get out minds off things. I almost forgot where we were because I was so lost in thought. Frost coming back through the door brought me back to reality.

"Time to go," he said to me.

"No, please. Just a few more minutes," I sobbed.

"Don't you dare touch her," Ed shouted. He tried to rise from his bed but he was still too weak.

"You've had enough time," he said harshly. He nodded to the guards and they rushed forward to grab me. Not this again. I couldn't leave Ed, not after what happened last time. I squeezed my eyes tight, waiting for the guards to crush my arms. As soon as they touched my skin I felt boiling hot, so hot that I felt like I was going to explode. The guards screamed and fell backwards in surprise. Even Frost gasped and looked terrified. I wasn't sure what was happening. Why did they back off?

I looked at my hands and saw red hot flames dancing in my palms.

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