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Chapter #9: Pictures and a Communion
June 28th, 2027-CE
Lone Wolfe was dropped off at the front of the boys and girls club early in the morning. The center just opened so there was next to no one there. He was surprised that he received a text when they woke up on that Saturday morning stating that he had a good idea with the link and the shared dreams. She couldn’t wait until the night so they could share more dreams. Even though his father had to work on Saturday, Lone Wolfe had to stay home. He was forbidden from having Robin over. In order to keep him from either attempting to get out or inviting her over, his father had asked Scarlet to come over. He thought it would be a good change of pace but he found that the day went very slowly. At least he had the dreams he shared with Robin over the weekend.
He had texted Robin when he awakened in the morning letting her know that his dad was taking him to the club. She texted back as he was on the way out the door saying that they would be on their way. He might beat him there but otherwise they would have most of the day together. He walked into the club and signed in. He didn’t see anyone there. He couldn’t really do anything without anyone else around.
With nothing else to do, Lone Wolfe headed to the sofa they had sat on the other day and took out his phone. He sent her a quick text letting her know where he was then started playing a game he downloaded on his phone over the weekend. It was about ten minutes later when the doors opened and two people signed in. He heard the faint voices carry over. It was Ray, “I’m going to the gym to shoot some hoops. Hopefully people will show up soon. I have the feeling it will be a bunch of little kids showing up first. It is too early to be up!”
“You didn’t have to come so early. You could have slept in,” Robin replied, “Have fun.”
He put his phone away and glanced over as she ran towards him. He thought she was going to slow down as she approached but instead launched herself into the air when she got close to the arm of the couch. She landed straddling him and her arms wrapped around his shoulders, “Miss me?” She questioned.
His face felt hot, he was sure he was blushing. He glanced around to make sure no one else was there before glancing back up at her and nodding, “Been hard to just have you in my dreams. You may want to get off of me before the staff finds out and splits us up.”
Her response was to snug into him and grind against him. He could feel his pants starting to get tight and his face became a full red flush. She smiled and blushed slightly herself, “If you keep quiet then no one will come. Do you want to kiss?”
Lone Wolfe dropped his jaw, unsure of what to do and what to say to her at that point. He didn’t know how far she was going to take this before some sort of line was crossed. He didn’t know if that line had already been crossed. He couldn’t tell if she wanted some sort of move from him or if she just wanted him to sit there. She cocked her head in confusion, “Lost the ability to speak already?” She smiled, leaned in and gave him a warm kiss before getting off of him and sitting next to him.
He took a few breaths to calm himself down. He glanced over and noticed that she was doing the same thing. After a few moments, she glanced over to him and asked, “So what does this communion entail?”
Lone Wolfe glanced around the room trying to find a place for them to remain undisturbed for the duration of the event. From his first communion, he learned that both telepaths would be comatose for hours. While they could pass it off as just being asleep for a little bit, people would get concerned if they were asleep and no one could rouse them for hours. He glanced up at her, “You start to form a link like you normally would. Since we are already linked, we can start at any moment. When you focus right and see with your telepathy, you will see a light in the other person. You reach for that light at the same time they reach for the light they see in you. You will start to feel a little fuzzy when the process starts. If you flinch it will break the process. Don’t worry if you flinch; we can always start the process again. You do need to trust the person you are engaging with as that will also cause you to flinch. There isn’t a way to control what kind of memories we see when we are joined.”
“How long does the process take?” Robin questioned in response.
“Every time I have done it before it has been about a three or four-hour ordeal. We will not be able to be awakened during that time. That is why I suggested that we needed a private place to do this. If normal people see us and cannot awaken us, they will start to panic. I have witnessed that kind of panic before.” Lone Wolfe explained.
“So, doing this here would be out of the question,” Robin nodded. He noticed by the look on her face that she was seriously considering possibilities. He didn’t know what all she considered. He didn’t want to stop back at his house. It would take too long for him to get back to the club before his father got off of work. He also didn’t want to leave in case his father got off early. There was also the problem of checking out and checking back in. They couldn’t leave the facility without checking out and enter it again without checking in. If something happened then they would use who was checked in to make sure everyone was safe.
Her face lit up, “We can go back to my place! My father isn’t home so it would work. He won’t be home for hours.”
“But that means we will have to sign out and then sign back in when return,” Lone Wolfe protested, “I am already on thin ice with my dad as it is. If he sees that we left and came back he will assume that we have done…”
“He is a psychic, right?” Robin questioned and he nodded in response. She glanced back to the main entrance as if someone would come through the door any moment, “You can just tell him that you went through a communion with me and he will be fine.”
“It’s not going to work that way,” Lone Wolfe argued, “He will see that I signed out and came back. At that point, I will be grounded and Scarlet will probably be asked to babysit me for the rest of the summer as if I was still a little kid.”
She shook her head, “Do you want to do this or not?”
“Of course, I do. Why do you think I brought it up?” Lone Wolfe protested in response, “I am just telling you that if we do this now, we will have problems.”
“Did your dad walk you into the building and watch you sign in?” Robin questioned in response.
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “He just dropped me off in the parking lot waited there until I walked around the side of the building.”
“So, unless he is given a reason, he won’t come in and see that you have signed out and back in.” Robin pointed out, “So we leave here soon and then we can be back before he gets off work and you are home free.”
The ideal situation would be for them to perform this act somewhere safe without having to break the rules. In order to not break the rules, he would have to stay at the club. That meant they would have to take up a place at one of the sofas or find a spot that no one really checked out that often. Since neither of them had time to check out the place and watch the people coming in and out, they had no way of being sure what place would be safe for that long of a time. They didn’t even know if there was a spot for it. If they were going to go through with it, they would have to have the communion at her house.
He wondered if there was another option he had not considered. He couldn’t think of it, however. He glanced back at her, “We can try it. If this backfires, then I will see you in school. Hopefully we can get away with this one. I have another question for you; you do have to trust the one you are doing this with. Are you sure you trust me?”
She cocked her head in genuine confusion, “I am okay with the idea. It was your idea so do you trust me?”
“I wouldn’t have suggested it if I did,” Lone Wolfe stated in response.
Robin glanced over to the counter by the door and chewed on her lower lip in thought for a moment, “We should probably leave at different times like five minutes apart. I will go first and wait for you out at the parking lot. I will text you if I don’t see you after about ten minutes. From there we can walk to my place. It will only take about ten minutes. Sound good to you?”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “I will wait for you.”
Robin nodded and gave him a kiss on the check. She rose then paused, “I should let Ray know I will be home for a while so he doesn’t go looking for me.” With that she started to reach out to Ray telepathically. With the link between Lone Wolfe and Robin, he could now hear and feel their conversation. It made him wonder if everything they projected to each other over their link could be heard by Ray as well.
He had to ask, “I can hear you communicating with him. Is our link deeper than your link with Ray or is there a possibility he can hear everything we do?”
Robin shook her head, “I am very sure he would have said something by now. We have never shared dreams with each other and I am sure he would have said something about me replaying the dreams in my head the last couple of nights.” With that she walked away, “See you in a few minutes.”
Lone Wolfe set a timer as Robin made her way to the desk and signed out. He set it as she walked out of the door. There were several windows that lined the building between the door and the way to the parking lot. He watched her pass by on her way out the door. He would have waved but he knew that the difference in light between the inside and outside would have made it difficult for her to see inside without pressing her face against the window.
When the timer went off, he casually strolled to the desk and signed out. He spun around and headed for the door. He walked around to the front to find Robin leaning against a wooden post that was part of the fence separating the parking lot from the side walk way to the building. She smiled and said, “took you long enough.”
“I waited for the five minutes and came out just like we planned,” Lone Wolfe replied.
“What did you do in the meantime? Talk to some friends? Grab a soda? You took a lot longer than that to get out here,” Robin patronized.
“You raced out of here like the place was on fire,” Lone Wolfe stated as they started to walk towards the road that led to the sidewalk and street on the other side. He glanced back to the building they walked away from, “I figured if I did the same thing then they would figure out what we were trying to do. That could produce a call to our parents. However, if I walked out as if I couldn’t care less as to where I was going then they would figure that you were long gone and I was going someplace different. The worst that would happen is they’d call my dad and get me in trouble.”
Robin cocked her head as she glanced back, “Wow, that was actually well thought out. Good idea. I would rather not get grounded until there were no men left to marry.”
Lone Wolfe chuckled, “I like that about you. You always know how to paint a pretty picture.”
“It’s an honor and a privilege,” Robin smiled as she led the way.
Lone Wolfe sped up his walk to be next to her. They drifted together as they walked towards her house and were holding hands by the time they got to the door. Robin fished out her keys and unlocked the door. She pulled Lone Wolfe inside and shut the door behind them. She smiled as they stood in the foyer of the house, “My room and Ron’s room is upstairs. Should we go there?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “No matter what, that would be a bad idea. If your father comes in while we are out then what would be the better place to find your daughter and her boyfriend? Asleep in the living room on the sofa or in her room? I would rather be out here in case he comes home while we are out. Is your dad a psychic like us?”
She nodded, “No Empathy but he is a telepath.”
“So, there is a change that he would know what is going on if he found us in the living room,” Lone Wolfe replied.
Robin shook her head as she led them into the living room, “Not likely. He is the one that taught us how to use our telepathy. If Ray and I don’t know anything about this communion then he doesn’t either.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged as both of them sat down on the sofa, “Not everyone calls it a communion. There could be other names for the same thing. If not a communion then something else.”
Robin leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, “I love how you think everyone has your knowledge about the doings of the world. In this case I can tell you that we know nothing of this process that you spoke about. Not everyone has the kind of training you had.”
He thought about mentioning how much Jena knew about telepathic powers and empathic techniques and she did not have the same training as Lone Wolfe. Recent memories about how upset she got came to his mind. The last thing he wanted to do was upset her right before they started the communion. Instead he just nodded. It was something that wouldn’t make a difference no matter what he said, “Okay. Shall we begin?”
Robin nodded and scooted to the other side of the sofa, she grabbed his hand and pulled him on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his and pulled him in close for a kiss. He pulled away, “What are we doing?”
“A communion?” She stated.
Lone Wolfe understood laying down or bracing each other before a communion. The last thing a person would want is to fall over and hurt themselves during the communion. This was not like anything he had done before. Before his first communion with Scarlet they spread out on opposite ends of the sofa. With Relena; They laid down for a nap on bunk beds. The last communion was braced, both of them resting against each other. Physical contact was not required for a communion let alone having a communion begin with a romantic embrace. He shook his head, “This is now how I have done this before.” There was a hint of nervousness in her voice.
“Well this is how I want to have us perform this,” Robin stated in response.
Lone Wolfe shrugged and leaned in to kiss her. As they kissed he could feel her reaching for the light. He reached for her light as well. Both of them felt anemic as the link began to form. They did their best to ignore the feeling. They kissed and continued to reach for the light until darkness occluded their consciousness.
* * *
Lone Wolfe started to come to. Her life had been much like he would have expected. This time, he felt what it was like to have a sibling. It made him long for one of his own. That would never happen now. Assuming that his father could fall in love again, unless that woman had children already, he would be out of the house before the child would even remember him. Family life with a sibling came with its own set of problems. Common things like sharing toys and one twin antagonizing another. The occasional fight which was sometimes amplified with using their powers against each other.
Ray was born a telepath while Robin was born with empathic abilities. For her family, it was fairly common for boys to not have Empathic powers. Robin’s telepathy awakened at the age of two. There was no fever from it. He thought it was strange that she would remember that so clearly but then it had only been a couple of days since they had talked about his empathic abilities awakening. Neither of them had any problems controlling their telepathy.
Their mother was normal and as Robin grew older, she could feel the fear in her mother as their abilities developed. Their father hid his lineage and powers from her until after the children were born. It was not the reason why they split up, it was simply one item in a laundry list of problems between the two parents.
Memories of her childhood continued to surface within Lone Wolfe as he started to come to. He recognized one of the many beaches they went to in California. It was a beach that Jena had visited in her childhood during a summer vacation. While they were together, the two parents did make enough money for family vacations. They would go to other parts of California or to the coast of Texas to swim in the Gulf of Mexico. They had fun times before the divorce.
He could hear her mumble as he tried to open his eyes. They were words and half phrases he used to say when he was younger. He had awakened before Scarlet before and she never mumbled like that. Her voice felt oddly close. It was closer than he thought should be. It was almost as if she was whispering into his ear. He had to wake up.
As he tried to regain consciousness he could feel cold air moving around from on top of him. It caused him to panic for a moment because he felt that at the end of his first communion with Scarlet. Below him felt unusually warm. His hand was resting on something soft, warm, and squishy. His head rested on something similar.
He opened his eyes. He was laying on Robin’s chest and between her legs. His hand rested on her other fabric covered breast. The panic he felt from the cold air was lessened because of recent memories of Robin’s. The house had central air. The AC would have kicked in automatically. A new panic set in as he realized he was groping Robin. To make the panic worse, she had stopped speaking in broken phrases and instead spoke coherently, “How do they feel?” She asked.
He pulled his hand away and rested it on the sofa next to her side, “Sorry about that.” He squeaked.
She grabbed his hand and placed it back where it was. He glanced up at her and saw her smiling at him, “you didn’t answer my question. How do they feel?”
How am I supposed to answer a question like that? Lone Wolfe thought. He glanced down at her chest then back up to her, “Like every other part of you I touched, they feel nice.” At that point, he sat up.
“What time is it?” Robin questioned.
Lone Wolfe took out his phone. One of the jarring experiences with communions was all sense of time was obliterated for the point they were out. In re living another person’s life the communion can feel like forever. However, it also felt like an instant. Like waking up from a dream in which someone spent multiple days in the dream but only slept a few hours.
It had been about three hours since they arrived at the house. There was still more than enough time for them to get back to the club. Robin could sense that feeling of relief in the telepathic link they shared and sat up next to him, pressing her body close to him and wrapping her legs around his waist. He checked his phone to make sure he didn’t miss any calls from his father. He breathed a sigh of relief as he missed no calls. There was a text message from Curtis, however.
He opened it, “I am still waiting for that picture,” The message stated.
Robin glanced up at him, “What picture is he talking about?”
“The night of our date I told him that you and I got together. Since he never met you I thought he would want a picture. It’s that ‘pic or it didn’t happen’ thing,” Lone Wolfe replied.
“Sounds like you are starting to pick up my wit,” Robin stated in response.
Lone Wolfe nodded, “You also seem a bit more sedate than before.”
“I didn’t realize it would change us so much,” Robin stated in response.
Lone Wolfe nodded, “It’s like mixing colors. Say you are yellow and I am blue. I you drop some yellow into my blue paint and I drop some blue into your yellow paint and mix them, we will get two different shades of green. One bluer and one more yellow. We are still who we are but we do change more than we realize.”
“You spoke of painting a picture before,” Robin stated, “Sounds like your mix allows you to explain things in a way I might.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “There are differences. I probably wouldn’t say a lot of things that you say. You still probably would, though.”
“Speaking of which. The picture. You didn’t send him the picture I sent you Friday, did you?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “No. That is why he is still waiting for a picture. I figured if I would send one to him, it wouldn’t be racy. You aren’t dating him, he doesn’t get the goods.”
Robin smiled and nodded, “Good. Because if you did, that would be the last sexy picture of me you will ever get.”
“I was thinking of sending him one of the both of us together,” Lone Wolfe stated, “That way he can’t say that I just took a picture of some random girl to up my standing.”
“Well then, I guess it is time for a picture of us,” Robin stated as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her face up against his neck. She smiled and breathed against his neck, making the both of them blush, “Let’s take a picture like this. It will make him so jealous of you.”
“I want him to know you, not be jealous of us,” Lone Wolfe whimpered.
“You want him to believe you,” Robin breathed onto his neck, “Take out your phone and take the picture.”
He placed a hand on her knee, “With your legs around me and everything?”
“Make sure you get the whole thing in the shot,” Robin smiled.
Lone Wolfe took out his phone and turned on the facing camera. He held out his arm far enough away to get the whole scene in a shot. He smiled and said, “You are positively beautiful and seductive.” He snapped the shot of both of them smiling. Her eye peering out and her smile looked positively devious, “Why are you with me?”
“Because I like you,” She replied, “Do I need any other reason? Now send the picture before I knock the phone out of your hand and distract you.”
Lone Wolfe nodded and sent the picture to Curtis. It didn’t take long for him to get a reply from his friend, “What did he say?” She asked.
Lone Wolfe opened the message for both to see, “Wow, she is really in to you! Congrats. She is awesome. How old is she? She looks like a real woman.” He wrote
“Real woman?” Robin scoffed.
“Curtis doesn’t always have the best choices in words. What he means is you are voluptuous and have boobs,” Lone Wolfe replied.
“He could take lessons from you,” Robin spoke.
“I was actually thinking I could take lessons from him. I never had a girlfriend before,” Lone Wolfe replied.
He started typing up a reply on his phone and sent it to Curtis, “She is fourteen. What else would she be? A robot?”
They got a reply right away, “You know what I mean. She is pretty. I like her eyes. Good luck buddy.”
“Okay, time to put the phone away now,” Robin stated in response.
Lone Wolfe turned off the screen and slid the phone back into his pocket. He glanced around and asked, “Do you have any friends in California that need proof of my existence or are you too afraid that they will not approve of me?”
“Who cares about approval? As long as you are happy, that is all that matters,” Robin stated as she hugged him close.
Lone Wolfe nodded, “We should probably head back to the club before too many people start to miss us or your brother decides to find out why you are home so long.”
“We still have some time before we risk getting into trouble,” Robin smiled, “We are alone in an area where we can be private, I would rather we kiss and hold each other for a little bit.” Lone Wolfe couldn’t argue with that.