Not Just Another Number

Setting Up The Trap

That...that can't be... The doctor holding the little baby turns to the others. "This is the third one just like this."

It's like I had all the air punched right out of me. Third one? I look down at my wrist, eyes growing wider as I look at the scar.

003...

"Third one just like this."

Body able to melt the metal table....

"Give her back! Leave her alone! Give me my baby!"

"My baby!"

"Holy shit...th-that's me." The room starts to spin again, making me stumble back. I close my eyes tightly. 'I'm sorry you had to find out this way.' Marissa says, her voice echoing around my head. Leave me alone! I feel like I want to cry.

She doesn't speak again. I try to breathe. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to calm down. I breathe slowly.

In...

Out....

In....

Out...

In.

Out.

"Holy shit, she's dead!" Someone yells. I flinch. I'm no longer standing, I'm on the ground. Shit, I'm back. I can hear Steve and Dustin yelling back and forth.

"She's not dead! She's obviously breathing!" Steve says.

"What if she's dying?! There's blood coming out of her ears!"

"Maybe that's what happens when she uses her powers!"

"I'm not dead, idiots." I say through my teeth, opening my eyes a little. I wince and make my eyes into slits at the harshness of the sunlight.

I stick my arms out, making grabby hands. Steve grabs my arms and helps me up. "What the hell happened?!?!" Dustin freaks out.

"Just a freak out." I try to brush off.

"That was not a freak out! You passed out!" Steve nods along, looking just as concerned as Dustin.

"I'll explain later. I got a lot to think about."I say, looking for my bucket. It's on its side, spilled all over the tracks. "Shit. The meat..." I sigh.

"Sarah, we need to talk about this." Steve says, grabbing my elbow. I look back at him, blushing slightly at his concerned look.

I look down and sigh. "Fine." I start to walk, waiting for them to follow. I hear them follow behind me.

"I've been having some weird shit happening to me. It's just been effecting me more than it used to, that's it." I explain curtly, leaving out basically everything. They don't need to know. I'll tell them some other time. Maybe when I find out what happened to my mom. God, it's weird to call her that. But seriously, that couldn't have been the whole story.

"But there's gotta be more." Dustin says, urging me to say more. " Dustin, please stop pushing. I'll tell you both later, let's just finish this trap." I snap at him.

Luckily, he gives up. It's silent the rest of the way to the junkyard.

Time Skip

Steve and Dustin dump the rest of the meat in a pile in the middle of the junkyard.

"I said medium-well!" Lucas's voice rings through the entire junkyard. We look up at the hill, spotting Lucas. He's accompanied by Max. Lucas is waving down at us while Max is just smiling.

"Who's that?" Steve asks. I go to answer, looking over at him, but I stop when I notice Dustin's face. He looks hurt, maybe even crushed. I look back at the two coming down the hill, putting two and two together. Poor Dustin.

We meet Lucas and Max in the middle. "C'mon, lets get the bus ready." I say, taking Max's hand. She lets me take her.

"We just need to cover up any windows and openings with metal." I tell her, picking up some scraps. She nods and goes searching.

I pick up a few sheets of metal and put them against the bus. I pick one up and heat up my hand. I stare at my hand, remembering the vision.

I shake my head, getting rid of the weird feeling. I press the sheet against the window and press my heated hand against it, welding it on there.

"Holy shit, what happened here?" Max asks. I look over at what she's looking at and spot a giant sheet of metal with a few scortch marks on it.

I feel my body growing hotter and hotter because of my frustration, and I have to release it somehow.

I channel all of the anger and heat into my hand to create a ball of fire. I scream in anger and throw it at the metal sheet. It doesn't help. So I make another fire ball and do it again. And again and again. By the time I finish, the sheet metal is smoldering. I'm huffing and puffing, but I feel better.

Oh yeah, forgot about that. I walk over to her, looking embarressed. "I did that last year."

"So you're an arsonist?" She asks, looking nervous.

I smile and chuckle under my breath. "You could say that." We continue to bring sheet metal over to the bus, but I start to notice a lack of helping hands. Dustin and Lucas aren't helping.

I look around the junkyard, looking for the two boys. I notice Steve looking at something behind a trashed car, seemingly talking to it. Guess he found them. I turn back to the bus.

Better get back to work.

A/N
Hey guys! So now the truth has been revealed, Marissa is Sarah's mom. How many of y'all saw that coming? Yeah, I'm not that slick myself. Do you think she's ever going to tell anyone about what's happening to her? Now there is still some more stuff for Sarah to find out, so stay tuned for more life threatening visions! Also, tell me what you thought about the chapter in general! Stay Curious!~Lunar