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    CHAPTER 4
     
     
     
    Finn knocked on Bizzy’s door. He’d headed straight back to Jane’s to find her; he knew she would be studying in her room, despite the fact that it was Friday night.
    “Reading,” came the unwelcoming response from within.
    “Yeah, but I need to talk to you,” Finn said through the door.
    “Fine, come in,” she replied ungraciously.
    “Hey, Biz,” he said as he walked into the spotless room. Her bed was made, and though she lay on the quilt, propped up on her elbows reading a textbook that must have weighed sixty pounds, he suspected that the reason no wrinkle appeared in the covers was due in part to her perfect hospital corners, and in part to the fact that she probably weighed no more than ninety pounds herself.
    Bizzy shut the book with a resigned sigh, and sat up on the bed. Waving Finn to the only chair in the room, a ladder-back wooden chair at her desk, she looked at him expectantly.
    “What’s up?”
    Finn took his time, having tried unsuccessfully on his way over to figure out exactly how he would explain the situation to her, how he might actually frame his crazy question. He grabbed the chair, turned it backwards and set it down a few feet from the bed and sat down, arms folded across the back of the chair, his chin resting on them.
    “I have a—a thing that I’m trying to figure out, and I need your brain.”
    “Okay,” she said slowly. “I’m listening.” She reached up unconsciously to tug on one of the five tiny silver hoops that hung from piercings along the outer edge of her ear, her black-rimmed eyes fixed intently on his, the frailty of her body accentuated by the harshness of her black hair, the multiple piercings, the tattoos on her arms, rather than disguised, as Finn knew she intended.
    “I honestly don’t know what I’m here to ask you. The whole thing is—well it’s just weird, I don’t know how to describe it. I might even be imagining it,” he admitted, and actually blushed.
    He’d never done that before. “Well, just start from the beginning, then,” Bizzy said.
    Finn took a deep breath. “Okay. Well, you know last summer, when Dr. Abbot was kidnapped, Tesla and I were both knocked out. We came to, and—I know I probably had a mild concussion, but there was something odd that happened. At least I think it happened.”
    “Yeah, go on,” Bizzy encouraged when he hesitated.
    “Well, Tes was tied up on the other side of the barricade, and I was really just coming to myself. She made her way over to me, and I had this strangely tight feeling in my chest that seemed to—well, to ease up as she got closer.”
    “Well, duh,” Bizzy said. “You were relieved. Who wouldn’t be?”
    “No, it was more than that,” Finn said with certainty. “Yes, I was relieved. But this was a physical thing—I felt… stretched , and the tension eased as she got closer.”
    “Sounds like either love or indigestion,” Bizzy joked, but stopped when she saw his face. “Oh. You’re serious.”
    “Yes, I am,” he said, and only then, when she met his unfaltering gaze, did she truly feel the seriousness with which he’d come to her.
    Bizzy scooted over to the edge of the bed, a little closer to where Finn sat in the chair. “Go on—there’s more, right?”
    “There’s more,” he agreed, though he hardly sounded happy about it. “That wasn’t the first time I’d felt it. I felt it at Dodie’s just as Sam and I left the diner to do some snooping when Dr. Abbot was missing.”
    “And that was in the past, right?” Bizzy asked, her eyebrow stud, shaped like a tiny barbell, twinkling in the bright light of her room as her brows drew down into a frown of concentration. “After you grabbed onto Tesla in the time machine and jumped with her?”
    “Right,” said Finn. “I felt that same tightening, that pulling, when I looked back at her, just before Sam and I walked out the door to head for campus.”
    Bizzy sat still,