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gleamed upstairs. SE was ten seconds behind her.
    “You don’t remember it, because you weren’t well. Don’t you think you tried to be okay? Every day you spent time with him, no matter how much it drained you. I saw it. We all did. After a while, you just couldn’t do it anymore. You were so depressed you couldn’t get out of bed, much less take care of a child. They didn’t want to tell you not to go flying. It was the only relief you had.”
    SE shook his head. “How could you remember all this?”
    “I was a spy, SE. I was trained to see and hear everything. Everything. ”
    He sat down on the edge of the bed and his eyes took on a faraway look. “After a while I…I don’t know, it just got harder and harder to phase back. I remember I used to come back in the morning after flying all night and land on the windowsill. There’d be these flowers, sometimes white, sometimes pink. They’d be there waiting, every day.”
    “Plumeria.”
    “What?”
    “They were from the plumeria trees. Adriana had them in her garden. They were my favorites.”
    “ Ihkweea, you? But, why?”
    Ana walked over and kneeled in front of him. “Because you were sick, SE. And that’s what you do when someone’s sick. I was just a kid, but I knew that much.” She put her hand on his cheek. “You have to forgive yourself, my male. You have to let it go.”
    He crumpled forward into her arms and cried. As she held her mate while he wept, she suddenly understood that only together were they strong enough to leave their pasts behind. She would need him, too, when it came time to rip her mother from the world forever.
     
    Helen paced back and forth in her room. God, she felt like she was going insane. It wasn’t just that she felt so damned cooped up in the mansion, although she did. Everyone was making a tremendous effort to help her feel at home—Diesel especially, but the females, too. Adriana and Ana had invited her upstairs to lunch that afternoon, in fact. Of course she missed surgery, the hustle and bustle of the hospital, her…life. It was like her whole identity had been taken away from her after so many years. But there was something else brewing in her head that wanted to come out. She just couldn’t seem to get ahold of it. It was driving her nuts.
    The lights flickered and she smiled. Richard was working with James again. What a remarkable kid. Thank God Ana had found him when she had or he surely would have been given the serum. The serum…
    “That’s it!” she said to the walls.
    She flew out of her room, ran two doors down the compound hallway and stopped at Diesel’s door. It was slightly ajar. As she stood there, she heard an acoustic guitar being played. Then she heard Diesel begin to sing in such a crisp tone, it totally took her aback. She put her hand on the door, nudged it a little, and poked her head in. What was he singing about?
    Something to do with panic or paranoia? My God, he could sing.
    The music stopped abruptly and startled her out of her own head. “Oh, Diesel, I’m sorry. The door was open and…” she fumbled. “You play really well.”
    He chuckled. “If you can call it that. What’s up, Doc?”
    “Okay. This may sound totally crazy. I have no idea if I can pull this off. I mean, we may not even be able to get what I’d need to do it. If this is ridiculous, promise you’ll just tell me.”
    Diesel pivoted the desk chair and sat down on it backward. “I promise to tell you if you’re losing your mind. Sit down before you fall down, Doc.”
    Helen sat down on the bed across from the male. She took a deep breath and let it out. “I want to start work on a cure for the mutant serum. What if it’s possible to make these kids well, to give them their lives back?”
    She could practically see the wheels turning in Diesel’s head, but was he thinking about the viability of her idea or the state of her mental health?
    “It’s a fucking awesome idea. Hey, you’ll never believe