Comfortably Numb: Reality sets in..

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Adrian's Hotel Room, The Parthenon

Adrian grinned, and if anything, the innocent twitch of his lips only highlighted what was no doubt deadly malice behind his words.

"I wouldn't dream of forcing myself upon anyone," Adrian murmured in that soft tone, though each word rang clearly in the near-empty suite.

He laughed, and it sounded unnatural but not unpleasant. Similar to a snake's hiss, alluring but lethal -- much like his beauty.

"Romance? You insult me, Alison," he said, still laughing as she disappeared.

A whimper behind the hotel door denoted Brad's presence, and Adrian's countenace, moments ago cool and cunning, now manifested itself into Adrian's usual, cheerful image. "Come in, Brad!" he shouted to the door, grinning as the blond-haired boy walked in.

"Is she gone?" Brad asked meekly, his own blue eyes scanning for those pair of almost supernatural irises.

"Yeah, she's gone," Adrian said, chuckling as he wrapped an arm around Brad and guided him to the bed, where they both laid down and rested underneath the comforting light of moon.

Gone, but not forever, Adrian thought, his heavy elids beckoning him to sleep. Alison's visit had spurred Adrian out of self-doubt and guilt. Had reminded him of his purpose.

Adrian slumbered with a smirk.
 
:: Dawn was slowly approaching. The birds began to chirp and the black skies were turning a beautiful shade of violet and pink. It was a brand new day for the members of The Six, however it was a day that would test the bond of the team. AJ's funeral was that afternoon, making this most difficult for Alexis. But Alison and Morgan would be present which would bring much tension between the two witches and Alexis' aunt, Helena. Anything could happen today, and that's what worried Alexis the most as she sat on her terrace watching the sun rise. She hadn't slept all night. Now in a dark royal blue robe, the blonde rocked back and forth in her rocking chair, hugging herself as the wind danced along her body. Visible goose bumps could be seen on her legs indicating she was a bit chilly. However, she stayed put. ::

"You have no right to grieve AJ!

:: Echoed in her mind. ::

"You're a leech...a parasite! You latch onto people and hold on for dear life until they throw you away like the piece of trash you are!"

:: Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath in. Was she as strong as she thought she was? That she thought she had been? Or was Helena actually right for once. Hell...she was right about a lot of thing. She couldn't hold onto a man. She would of fallen off the wagon if it weren't for both Cameron and Alison. The only reason she had Tempo was because her father gave it to her. Even though the blonde looked tired and emotionless; her mind was racing with thoughts of "what if". She just wanted to get this day over with.... ::

:: Looking down at her watch placed on her wrist, it was now 5:22am. Seven more hours to go.. ::
 
:: Cameron looked at himself in the mirror. Same body. Same face. Same voice in his head. From all exterior views, Cameron King was exactly the same man that had entered the bathroom earlier, but he wasn't at all. For the first time in his entire life, he had experienced silence. Something that Prophet himself hated. Could he even call himself Prophet? It just didn't seem right. He had hoped Guardian got his message. Though she posessed a PSI Screen, he could tap into the family connection that they had. He needed to speak with her. He ACTUALLY wanted to talk to Morgan, but considering the state of things, he didn't think it was such a good idea. He waited for her in the living room as he sat on the couch. Again in Silence. Left only with his own thoughts in his heads and flashes of things he had done in the past. ::

"So this is what it's like? A little odd.. It will be weird, but I can get through this..."

:: He looked down at the coaster on the coffee table as he willed it to his hand. Good, he hadn't gone completely overboard. That was a good thing. At least he was of some use to the Six now. But how much? He just needed to sort all of this out. Normally he would have called Erika, but ever since his nightmare, he felt that he should talk to Alison, someone who would give it to him straight and not sugar coat anything ::

"Come on, Alison..."
 
The Parthenon: Cameron's suite

::the POP was heard as a pair of cobalt blue eyes opened into view....zeroing in on Cameron and looking down on him..the eyes were intense in their stare..and with no face to frame them..it was hard to tell just what Alison might be thinking::

You attempted to by pass my Psi Screen.....WHY?

:: her voice was cold, clear and pronounced. though she had begun reaching out to him in her own way, clearly there was much about her he wouldnt know, and using the family bond to reach her, wasnt exactly her cup of tea. But there she was just the same::
 
:: Alison appeared in the way that she always did. Nothing but her eyes showing, to hide her facial expressions which in essence prevented anyone from gaining any hint as to what she was thinking at the time. He took a deep breath and continued. ::

"I know it's almost early morning, Alison, and I wouldn't have tried to reach, but I needed to talk to someone.. Someone who won't coddle me or try and sugar coat anything.. Tonight has been.. life changing and I mean that in the most important tone that I can..."

:: Turning away. For whatever reason, Cameron was finding it hard to explain himself. There wasn't much too it. He just hadn't said it aloud yet and he was afraid that if he did, it would make it real. ::

"I changed a HUGE part of me.. something that has effected my life for a long time.. I don't want to hurt anybody anymore. I don't want to be that guy. I need to be the real me.. I just..."

:: He walked up to the pair of eyes and took her hand, placing it on his cheek. He couldn't say it himself, but she would know. ::

"Do you notice anything different about me?"
 
::Alison....what part of her that was THERE... watched her little brother and hear his words. Something HAD happened. an emotionally corrective experience::

So you took heed to Ororo's warning after all. You are headed down a new path.


For your sake and everyone else's....you have made a most sound descision.

:: no more reaction...none could be seen. but secretly, in Alison's heard...she was relieved that SOMEONE finally had listened to HER warning...and allowed themselve to walk down a path that lead to some form of redemption from disaster. She provided the light to the path...but ultimately Cameron had to walk it....hence the nightmare...and Ororo was at the end...waiting to point him in a NEW direction and send him on his way::

with this descision, you have managed to FINALLY proove that everyone was wrong about you.
 
:: Alison was a better Seer than Cameron gave her credit for. He had always been slightly jealous of her. They pretty much had the same powers, though Alison always had seemed light years in advancement compared to her little brother. ::

"Thank You.. The only thing I am worried about now is the Six.. How can I be an asset to the team? How can I even return? I want to talk to Morgan but that is most likely not going to happen for awhile. I am kind of torn. I am done being extremely emotional. I have to keep things more professional now. I want the Six to work, and ideally I would like us all to get along, but now, we just need to stick together at this point, especially now at the state of Alexis. I hope she is doing okay..."
 
The parthenon-Cameron's suite

:: the eyes continued to look on, as Alison's voice was heard in the air...still cold and analytical...but less hostile than trademark for her::

As for Morgan, she needs to continue healing..and that can only keep happening with you NOT in her presence. whatever changes have occurred, SHE is still grappling with her sister's death...and she wants..more than ANYTHING to get the control over her dark soul the same as Ororo won control over HER soul from Belasco all those years ago. this is a process that is VERY important for HER and The GROUP.

The Six will mend..it already has begun with Helena's arrival oddly enough. But there is an ANAMOLY now..in all immediate time threads...something that even I could not have anticipated and STILL cannot focus on...its as though its in plain sight...yet not seen. It has already affected Morgan...and could cause great distress. But i cant zero in on it right now.

But for the here and now, Morgan and I ::she deliberately did not mention Adrian:: are accompanying Alexis to her brother's funeral tommorow. she will need our protection against Helena...who is going to try to kill her. I have already seen it.

::what alison didnt realize was that the ANAMOLY was Haleigh Davidoff and that she had been to see Morgan. Morgan had turned her away...despite the shocking revelation of her being alive again and possesed of a new body and new lease on life. The anamoly cast a long shadow over al the immediate time threads that alison saw....but it was still unclear to her or anyone else at this time::
 
The Parthenon - Penthouse floor

Haleigh stood outside the executive suite in the Parthenon, staring at the door. She had driven agressively the entire way, her knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel so tightly, weaving in and out out traffic, speeding like a bat out of hell and narrowly avoiding several collisions... she was so wound up from the conversation with Morgan that she hardly thought about where she was going... She knew she was headed for Cameron, but she was so caught up in being astounded at Morgan's audacity that she hadn't had time to actually THINK about what she'd say or do when she arrived. and yet, here she stood, at his door.

She didnt know WHAT was wrong with her. She was shaking from adrenaline. Her heart was pounding so loud, it was a wonder that someone wasnt answering the door. She sucked in a deep breath, licking her lips slowly. She knocked firmly, though she really wanted to bust the door down. She tried to prepare... he wouldn't recognize her right away... and would likely spend a few seconds wondering if, by the way she was looking at him, he'd impregnanted a one night stander or something, until he probed her mind and realized who she was. This would be far easier than Morgan, for it would be a reunion of friends, not near enemies, and Haleigh wouldn't have to explain anything, because knowing Cameron, he'd know right away almost everything that happened. Haleigh tried to think of something to say. She had no idea Alison was WITH Cameron in his suite.... otherwise she might have waited until she'd gone... because Alison would likely make it stiff and uncomfortable.... Alison's reaction would no doubt echo Morgan's... and if Haleigh KNEW that was what was in store for her behind the door... she mightve gone about it a different way.... but now, standing at his door, she could think of nothing else, she had to see him. Other than Cass, he was the only person she could count on. Be still, my fluttering heart.
 
:: Cameron listened to his sister's words. She was actually going to AJ's funeral? This seemed to be a surprising turn of events. A few months ago, Morgan and Alison would have never given it a second thought but they were going. ::

"So yet ANOTHER big bad is going to come down on us? I feel like I am on an episode of Charmed or something.. but I will heed your warning. As for AJ's funeral, I am going to Port Charles myself. Alexis needs me there if not for my powers, but for my bond with her as a friend, however, I will promise to keep my distance from Morgan. We should be leaving in a few hours, correct?"

:: Prophet looked at his watch. It was getting to be the early morning. Alexis might have already left or be getting ready to head towards the airport. ::

"Let me get some bags and affairs together, thank you for talking to me Alison.. It was.. nice.. Thanks Again..."

:: He looked at her for a moment before heading down to his bedroom and packing some of his bags. Cameron couldn't leave this up for discussion. He was probably the closest person in the Six to Alexis, he would need to be there. But as he was walking down the hall, he heard a rather loud knock. He wondered who could possibly be at his door at THIS hour. He walked up to the door and slowly opened to find the form of a woman who looked a little familiar. He gave her an interesting eyebrow ::

"Can I help you? How did you even get up to this floor?"
 
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Parthenon - Cameron's Suite

Haleigh looked up as the door opened, and her heart skipped a beat. She froze as he spoke, realizing just how much she'd missed him. She locked eyes with him, giving a soft smile, and before he could react, she pulled him into a hug. Morgan and her problems seemed to melt away...

"Cameron...."

She whispered in his ear softly. She let him go, stepping back and looking him over. She seemed to be checking for injuries.

"Well, I hate to break it to you, but your overnight security is a little lax. Of course.... I really had an unfair advantage.... tell that guard on the executive elevator that I'm sorry I broke his arm and knocked him out." She stopped inspecting him and smiled, tossing her blonde hair out of her face. "I was worried Morgan mightve 'relieved' you of an extremity or two... she said she booted you out of the Six and Illustra... and I'm sure with me out of the way, she'll have been a good deal more violent.... But you look to be in whole form."

Cameron had this blank look on his face... Hales realized she'd forgot to introuce herself. She gave a soft chuckle.

"What's the matter Stud, don't you remember me? It's ME.... Haleigh."
 
:: Prophet immediately pushed away from this woman as he lashed out with Telekinetic Force sending her flying into the opposite wall before quickly lifting her up and holding her in the air ::

"I don't know WHO the fuck you think you are and how you know Haleigh, but I advise that you get out of my sight before you JOIN her on the otherside.."

:: He looked her up and down with a look of complete and total disgust ::

"And don't think I haven't seen your ass trying to get into some of the biggest parties around the city. A ladder climbing dancer who has an affinity for the white powder. Jesus Christ your probably glazed out of your mind! Take yourself out of my sight and if I see you again, then may the Gods take mercy on your soul..."
 
Parthenon - Cameron's Suite

Haleigh flew straight back into the wall, hitting it so hard that the wall GAVE under the force of her body, leaving an imprint where she hit. She couldn't believe he was demanding she leave.... this wasnt exactly the reception she'd had in mind from him. She knew her death must be something of a soft spot for him... and that strange women knocking on his door claiming to know him were bad news [remember Racheal?]... but this, in her opinion, was a little harsh.

"The HELL I will! That HURT. This is retarded, Cam, PLEASE put me down. I am NOT stoned, I do NOT try to get into parties that I should RIGHTFULLY be invited to, i might add, and I am NOT leaving! I know I look different Stud, but cut me some slack, Morgan obliterated my last body."

She decided to try a different tactic... locking eyes with him, she focused, thinking hard, trying to get him to listen. Please, Cameron... we were SO close... please tell me you know me when you see me.

"Ask me anything.... anything only I would know.... anything only you and Haleigh would know."
 
:: Cameron eyed the woman with such ferocity and disdain that it was clear to Haleigh that he almost COULDN'T tell just who this woman was. Something had to be up. He pondered the question and decided to play along. ::

"Alright, when we got locked in the Citadle together, what was the name of the Demon Mage torturing us and WHAT kind of underwear did I have on?"

:: He quickly turned to Alison and gave her a look of confusion and need for help. This had been the first time since he could remember that he wasn't able to easily discern who people really were. This was tough already. Would she help him or let him do this one on his own? ::
 
taking her leave

::the cobalt blue eyes had shimmered into view at this point from where they had been in Cameron's master bedroom. they sparkled as they formed and looked upon this woman with an analytical glare.::

THIS is the ANAMOLY! THIS WOMAN......


::Guardian's tone was agitated, almost grief stricken::

THIS is why Morgan is now in distress.....and why the team may never recover.

::Guardian's face could not be seen...but her agitation was so apparent::

Cameron....as impossible as it may seem...this woman is Haleigh Davidoff...she is the anamoly i had NOT been able to focus in on...until now.

::the eyes looked at Cameron directly::

we just talked..we JUST talked about the changes you have made...and how you may try to bridge the gap between yourself and morgan...not only for personal benefit but for the benefit of the team.....and now THIS woman...a woman who has dedicated her LIFE to destroying others and doing whatever it took to achieve HER desires is back! BLAZE FIELDING is DEAD...and THIS woman is back...somehow reconstituted.

DO NOT let her derail you Cameron...do NOT let her undue the progress you have made...and if you are planning to go with us to Alexis' brother's funeral...do yourself and us a favor...DONT BRING HER!

::Guardian's eyes sparkled as they shimmered out of view...the seer was gone from the Parthenon..and hoped that Cameron would not revert to type now that his demented bosom buddy was back from the dead::
 
:: This was Haleigh Davidoff? His best friend and partner in crime? Could it be possible. He wanted to believe it but he didn't want to get his hopes up. I mean his mother was able to walk among the Six for days without anybody even knowing it was really her. Could this be another upset from Mystech? He didn't know, but for now, this was something that he couldn't deal with at the moment. He looked at Haleigh or whoever this woman was standing before him. ::

"Look.. This is TOO much for me right now.. I need to go. I am going to be in Port Charles, but I am NOT inviting you. I am simply informing you of where I will be, if you take the initiative to show up then so be it.. but if you ARE telling me the truth.. I've love you and i've missed you like crazy.. If not, I will kill you where you stand... You make that decision. Now please remove yourself from my penthouse..."

:: Taking telekinetic hold of Haleigh he summoned up the elevator shoved her in and the doors closed with a ding as she was RACED down to the Lobby at an extremely high speed and spit out on her ass on the tile like floor. Would she come to Port Charles? For now, Cameron finished packing up his stuff and headed towards his business complex to take the private helicopter to Port Charles for the Funeral of AJ Quartermaine. This was going to be hard. ::
 
Haleigh smiled, ready with the answer... the damage the Demon Mage had caused her personally struck her to her core and the sight of his choice of underwear would make her chuckle always... just because she had him figured for a simple black CK kind of guy.... but as Alison appeared, her expression turned from one of relief to one of wariness. Her eyes narrowed as Alison reminded Cameron of her person... as if ANY of them had forgotten what Haleigh was capable of. Haleigh looked back at Cameron as Alison left... not knowing exactly what to expect.... everyone seemed to be reacting differently than Haleigh'd guessed... Morgan was calm, but Cameron had freaked out. She smiled softly as he said he loved her and missed her.... all seemed right with the world. She couldn't respond quickly enough, though, as before she realized what was going on, she found herself sliding on her back across the lobby floor. She slowed to a stop, and a man bent down to help her up. She simply smiled and thanked him, and turned to leave. Cass lived only a few minutes away.

****

Haleigh burst in through the front door, and Cass looked up from her brunch.

Cass:"Hey Becc... this is Hannah Stauffer and Elizabeth Burnett... they're helping us negotiate your return... we cant have a bunch of people recognizing your body. They both specialize in Memory Modification."

"Very Good." Hales nodded, leaning forward to shake both of their hands and greeting them briefly. "Hannah, Elizabeth. I'd stay and chat but I'm in a hurry... Cass... I need to borrow a black dress."

"Certainly...." Cass responded. Haleigh nodded absentmindedly and walked toward the bedroom quickly. Cassandra excused herself from the table and followed. Haleigh had begun digging through the closet for something appropriate. Cass stood in the doorway and spoke. "Where are you going?"

"Port Charles..." She replied, pulling out a simple black dress, then crinkling her nose and returning it to the closet.

"What's in Port Charles?"

Haleigh smiled softly, remembering what Cameron had said... "Another party I'm NOT invited to."

"Another Gala?" Cass asked, fishing. She wondered if Haleigh was being secretive on purpose or just being short because she really was in a hurry.

"No..." she began, pulling out a little black silk dress, eyeing it, and then closing up the closet. This would be fine. "This one is a funeral."

Cass nodded softly, moving out of the doorway, handing Hales a pair of opentoed heels to go with the dress. "Blaze's?" She asked softly, her curiousity getting the best of her.

Haleigh shook her head, wondering if she'd missed Blaze's funeral... wondering if there was even going to be a funeral for Blaze. They didnt exactly have a body. "No, this one is for AJ, Alexis' brother... Thanks for the dress, I'll be back later... Call me if anything goes down." She said, disappearing out the door. She was on her cell as she got into her car. She seemed to be moving at an unnatural speed. "Hello? Yes... Port Charles. Wheels up in twenty minutes."
 
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