A/N: PIE IS BLUEBERRIES!!!!!!! (Gets pummeled by bricks) Ok, I might have deserved that. Onward, ho. Lol, just kidding!
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I don't own James. If I did then……….. I wouldn't be here. (I know, so intelligent.)
Night had fallen by the time Cyn reached her window. The night air caressed her skin as she lifted her legs, one at a time, over the windowsill.
James had told her to meet him in his lab as soon as night fell. It hadn't been five minutes past dusk when Cyn began her decent from the ledge outside her window to the ground. Grateful that she had taken those Tae Kwon Do classes where learning a double-axle mid-air Betsy flip had been required learning for advancement into the next belt.
Landing softly on her family's front lawn, Cyn took a quick glance around her. Every once in a while her parents would sit outside in the Vortex front porch and talk for hours after dark. Cyn didn't know why, but the sounds of her parent's voices talking peacefully outside her window graced her to sleep like the softest of lullabies.
Once sure that the coast was clear, Cyn stood on her feet with a hunch in her back and a crook in her knees. She ran lightly on the balls of her feet to the Neutron lab. A light, similar to that of a porch light, hung above the door illuminating the ground below it in a five foot radius. In this light Cyn could see that a note was stuck to the door.
Cindy, the door is open. You can come in and then I'll get you to the lab from there.
James
Cyn pushed the red-orange door in front of her and it opened gracefully, albeit the slight creak at the end.
The inner room in the clubhouse was in semi-darkness. A night-light, surely for when Carl came over after dark, hung on the wall to Cyn's right. Dark enough not to hurt your eyes, but light enough to see where your feet were stepping. Cyn began to scan the room with feminine eyes, noting the dust and grime. A familiar voice scared the living daylights out of Cyn.
"Hey, Cyn," resonated James' voice from nowhere. Cyn's heart slowed in her chest as she noted a speaker on her left. A small computer and keyboard hung from the wall. "Just press the blue button and you'll be swept off your feet by my lab."
Cyn inched over to the keyboard and found the button indicated. A blue button, long and skinny at the bottom of the keyboard; very much like the spacebar found on a computer not made by a child. Cyn reached her right, index finger and pressed the button. From beneath her the floor gave out into a trap door. Figures, she should have known that James would try to put her in a room and lock her away forever. However, her theory was disproved after she fell screaming through a yellow tube and landed on the hard cement floor of James' lab.
"You should have told me that you meant that literally. Why couldn't I have taken the vacuum tube that I took last time I came here?" Cyn said as she stood and rubbed her sore behind.
"It, uh, has a few bugs," said James as he came into Cyn's view from a door on her right. He led her to the main lab where his blue computer chair was with yet another chair seated next to it. James sat in his lab chair and Cyn took the seat left. "You said something was wrong. What?"
Cyn knew that James had a terrible habit for getting straight to the point without dilly-dallying around. "In case you haven't noticed, I've been absent for the past week and a half."
James nodded. "I did notice."
"Good, well," Cyn's throat began to squeeze itself shut as she tried to evolve the perfect way of saying what she came for. "Jeez, I'm gonna sound like a lunatic, but I've been hearing…. things."
"What kind of things?" James said trying to mask his guilt.
Cyn gasped in a deep plunge of air. "Voices."
James kept his face unpredictable while that little voice inside his head kicked himself. "Go on."
"A few days ago they just stopped. No voice but my own was heard inside my head."
"Uh, huh."
"Well, the voices were finally gone, and I was laying on my bed listening to silence, something that was deprived from me for a bit. Well, I heard a noise."
James furrowed his brow. "Noise?"
"Yeah, like when a squirrel is on your roof."
"Oh, continue."
"I heard a noise above my head on my roof. I knew I'd be afraid of whatever it is until I disproved my fears. You know, the unseen villain like the shark in 'Jaws.' I climbed up on my roof and I start looking around. Night had already fallen by this time and vision was limited. But, I am sure that I saw one thing. There was a footprint right above where I had been lying. A footprint in some leaves that had caught in the rain gutter and such. James, I think I'm being watched," Cyn ended with her green eyes wide in fear. The very thought of Cyn coming to James for help was outrageous. It must have scared Cyn enough to admit she can't do everything. And James knew that Cyn was no longer under the beam of the Psychosis Inducer so this was real. He knew that Cyn had a sixth sense about this stuff.
"Who would do such a thing?"
"I don't know, but it's freaking me out! I mean, I can't sleep anymore because I'm worried that he, or she-gross-, might hurt me," Cyn clutched her hands in a ball. She pressed them against her lips for it to appear as she was warming her hands by breathing on them.
"Why didn't you go to your parents instead of me?" wondered James aloud.
"I did. My mother is afraid of me because I've kind of fallen off my rocker. Or, I had fallen off my rocker and now I'm back in position. My mother thinks I'm crazy. She won't talk to me civilly like she used to. She won't let me out of the house; like she's afraid the neighbors will see me and discard our family as a mental institution." Cyn took and released a breath. "I talked to Liberty too. She's mad at me because, when I was hearing voices, I kind of snapped at her."
James nodded. "She told me. That would kind of scare me a bit too. But Libbs is a good friend; she should have everything explained to her once we get this stalker thing taken care of."
"Definitely. I can't handle losing my best friend on top of all this other crap."
"Yeah. But back to business. You said you needed my help. What do you want me to do?" James asked with utmost sincerity in his tone.
"I want you to scope out my house. Get Goddard or some sort of security on my house so we can find out what's going on,"' Cyn paused. "That is, if you want to help me." Cyn twiddled her toes as she looked down at them.
"Of course, of course. Anything, I feel partially responsible for what's going on."
Cyn furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"
James' breath caught in his throat. The absence of explanation shocked Cyn.
"You did this!" James froze. "You've been the one stalking me!"
"Cyn, no! I swear I would never do that to you!" He said as he placed his right hand on an imaginary Bible and lifted the left high into the air, as though he was taking an oath. "I feel guilty because of a few things. I feel guilty about what you said the last time you were here. I should have known then that you were right. I guess I feel guilty because I've just been sitting back and watching you go through this, I also feel guilty because I wasn't able to help you until now."
Cyn sighed. "I don't know what to say. But you'll help me?"
"Absolutely. You should know that a Neutron never goes against his friends. Bravery runs in our blood," James finished.
"I guess that's good. Unless it goes horribly wrong. Like, 'brave to the point of idiocy'," Cyn said with a small smile.
"There's a catch to everything," James said as he started typing commands into his computer. The screen on the wall produced the commands James was typing.
He finished his escapade just before Vox's voice rang out. "Sensors engaged. Video's scanning Vortex residence. Security engaged."
"Thank you, Vox," James called to the Heavens.
"I'm set now?" Cyn asked.
"Yeah, you can rest assured tonight."
"Thanks." Cyn stood from her chair and positioned herself underneath the suction tube she was so acquainted with.
You're my saving grace, enclouded her mind.
"And Cyn, come over tomorrow around four. I'll have the information you need by then."
"I'll see you."
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