Defied Reality - 3. Chapter 3: Tetrahedron

"Real bang up job guys." Tess grinned as she lounged in the new couch with the news paper. "Furniture disappears and different furniture appears, no one knows how." She threw the paper aside and laughed.

"They can't prove anything." Trent walked into the living room with a soda and hopped into the sofa beside Tess.

"Yeah...well, I could of put more effort into actually walking in a browsing." Taylor sat next to Spencer on the edge of the couch.

"Please, like they can ever prove what we did." Trent shook his head.

"You just keep doing it, that's all I have to say." Tess shook her head. "We really need to be talking about the treasure chest in the temple in the dream."

"Treasure chest and a temple?" Spencer looked up.

"That's how we met, we all had an interconnected dream...in this temple and we saw a treasure chest, what did you call it Tess?" Taylor looked at her.

"Kinda looked like how they described the arc of the covenant, but who really knows." She ate another chip.

"Still, how are we supposed to find the thing? The only coordinates we have are the Bermuda Triangle." Trent looked at Spencer. "Our home locations. Tess is from here, Miami, and I came from Bermuda, and Taylor, there, well, he lived in Puerto Rico, the three points."

"Fascinating." Spencer said.

"Well that's why we research, dumbass." Tess punched Trent in the shoulder.

"Ow! How would that help if no one really knows where it is?" Trent laughed.

"Well we know what it looks like, I could just open a door there." Tess suggested.

"Tay, did you see any doors there? Because I didn't see any doors. Doesn't there have to be a door on the other side?" Trent looked at his brother.

"I...would assume." Taylor made a face.

"I could mind walk."

"Tess, you wouldn't see anymore doing that then what we already saw." Trent looked at her.

"This time I could open it, idiot!" Tess frowned.

"You wouldn't know what's inside because we don't know! So there!" Trent stuck his tongue out at her.

"Okay, how about finding out who dropped you off? You're twins, you were dropped off on separate islands for crying out loud!" Tess sighed in frustration.

"Fine! I'll ask!" Taylor grabbed his phone and Spencer watched on, curious of the technology. Taylor scrolled through the contacts and pressed on home and put it on speaker.

"Taylor?" His Mom answered. "Oh! It's good to hear from you! Did you arrive safely? How are you enjoying the states?!"

Tess grinned.

Taylor looked at Tess. "Oh it's so great. Listen, I need you to tell me everything you know about when I was left with you."

Taylor's mother hesitated. "Well...you were left on our doorstep, you know, the classic thing and...you were in this cradle, strange as it was, a metal cradle and you were wrapped in a white blanket and there was a necklace around your neck. You know the necklace, with the silver chain, the silver triangle pendant on it?"

Tess's eyes widened and she leaned forward, as did Trent.

"And that's it? Nothing else? No clues? Or notes? Nothing?" Taylor asked.

"Just that you were a special child, destined for great things, we didn't know what any of that meant. It did say that we were to protect that necklace at all costs until you were old enough to keep it yourself." Taylors mother explained.

"Okay, well...I have to go...bye." Taylor hung up.

"That necklace..." Trent tugged at the chain around his neck and pulled out a silver triangle pendant without a center. "Did it look like this?"

Taylor looked at Trent's. "Exactly like that..."

"I have one too..." Tess admitted. "Though my Mom said she brought for me when I was little, she never told me the truth about it. Did you know any truth?" She looked at Trent.

"My parents didn't tell me one way or the other...but when I wore it once, when I was ten...and I went playing in the ocean and it touched the water...it glowed." Trent sat back, toying with the pendant.

"If you put them together...it would make a tetrahedron." Tess said.

"Okay, girl with all the answers. What does that mean?" Trent looked at her.

Tess was quiet for a while, her eyes closed.

Trent shook his head around. "Hello? Trying to remember if you actually paid any attention in any of your classes?"

"One thing." Tess opened her eyes. "They can be inside cubes, like an odd shaped building in a normal shaped building, kind of like a structure that can't stand on it's own so it has to be inside of one that can support it." She looked between the two. "That might just be our temple."

Trent grinned. "Still doesn't tell us where it is! Or how to even get to it...or even why our necklaces put together can make the shape...or what happens if we go do it in the water. Or maybe that just proves my theory right! It's under the ocean!"

"Shut up and give me some time! I'll figure it out!" Tess ran a hand over her face and through her hair.

"Well, you two have fun arguing." Taylor stood up and reached out to take Spencer's hand and the two headed out of the apartment and up the stairs and out of the exterior door.

"Think they will get together?" Spencer asked. "I mean people that fight like that, they say they end up liking each other."

Taylor grinned and walked up the steps and onto the drive way. "That would be funny." He said as he walked down and turned onto the sidewalk.

"So getting to this temple is really important?" Spencer asked, sitting there, poking at his ice cream with his spoon.

"Well it is what brought us together, we figure...it's what we're supposed to do." Taylor took a bite of his ice cream.

"What do you think happens after that?" He asked.

Taylor shrugged. "Really not sure. Tess is hell bent on figuring it out...Trent is...well Trent, and me...well, I'm just taking the days as they come. I'm not really in a rush."

"What if those guys survived?" Spencer asked.

"What guys?"

"From my time? They could of told on you." He kept pushing his ice cream with his spoon.

Taylor grinned. "Then wouldn't we be captured by now? Besides, how would they prove it? They shot the light, they shot the fire extinguisher...and I'll bet they might be in the nut house now if they said anything."

Then Spencer heard Katy Perry start singing again and he grinned. "I like her, such nice music...."

Taylor laughed and tapped the speaker.

"It's me, if I'm on speaker, take me off of it." Tess said.

Taylor rolled his eyes and took it off speaker and brought the phone to his ear. "What?"

"I know where to find all the secrets." Tess said. "We should go to secret capitol."

"You mean that big...big....house?" Taylor's eyes widened.

"Yes...that big, off white, save for the dome, house." She grinned.

"You've lost your mind." Taylor frowned.

"Why not? We can kick Obama's ass while we're there! Trent would love it!" Tess laughed.

"You want to be on the radar, go right ahead."

"Taylor! We can't do it without you! We need your power!"

"You don't even know where they keep the secrets, you realize how big that place is? You'd stand a better chance..." He lowered his voice. "...at getting in Obama's head."

"Fine, whatever, I tried." Tess hung up on him.

Taylor hung up and shook his head. "Wanting to bust into the white house." He mumbled.

Spencer's eyes widened. "The security is tough, I could only imagine what it's like now. Let me guess, finger print scanners? Eye scanners?"

"Wouldn't surprise me." Taylor said. "Why aren't you eating?"

"I like it to be melty first..." Spencer said.

"I could of just ordered you a milk shake."

"Okay...wait, who am I supposed to be? Where am I living? Who are my parents? They're going to look at my file and it's going to say class of 1955!" Spencer followed the three into the school.

"Hm...no, it won't." Trent grinned.

"I have to take care of something first." Tess grinned as she eyed Mia digging through her locker. "Watch this." She walked to her own locker.

"What are you doing?" Taylor asked.

"What I'd of loved to do years ago." She opened her locker and when they looked inside, they would see outside through Mia's locker.

Mia looked up and screamed when she saw Tess in her locker and then the hallway in the background.

"No you don't!" Tess reached in and yanked Mia by the hair and jerked her forward.

The guys looked down the hall and saw Mia's head get yanked into her locker and then they looked back into Tess's locker.

"Welcome to your Nightmare On Elm Street, bitch!" Tess then punched Mia in the face.

The guys eyes widened and then they looked down the hall and saw Mia fall down with a bloody nose.

Tess laughed and shut her locker and walked on down the hall and as Mia tried to get up, a stiletto stepped on her hair and Mia screamed. "Hope I didn't break any plastic..." Tess then walked on.

"Her hair extensions came out!" Trent started laughing when Mia started getting up and her hair extensions fell to the floor.

"Hair extensions?" Spencer questioned.

Tess turned around and looked down at the hair extensions. "God, can you get any more fake? Do you use KY jelly down there too? Or can you even put out the real thing?" She laughed and walked off, Trent following right behind her, both laughing.

"I don't know how you did what you did, evil witch! I'll expose you!" Mia screamed and then turned around and ran off crying, blood from her nose soaking her hands.

"What are hair extensions?" Spencer asked.

"Uh...it's a woman's thing. I'm not entirely sure how they work, if they glue them in or what, but...uh...they make your hair longer without having to wait for it to grow." Taylor looked down. "Obviously...they aren't full proof." He looked at the hair extensions on the floor.

"Taylor Lawson, please report to the Principals office, Taylor Lawson, report to the Principals office." The announcement came over the intercom.

Taylor looked up. "What did I do?"

"Better go and find out." Spencer grinned. "I'll wait here, since I'm not technically enrolled yet."

"I'll be back." Taylor turned and walked off.

Taylor walked into the Principals office, seeing a neatly dressed man behind the desk and then he looked over to see a more casual dressed man in the corner, the latter of the two appearing younger.

"I'm Principal Lee. This man, an investigator. Mr. Jackson Blake wanted to speak to you, so I am going to give you both some privacy." The Principal smiled and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

"An investigator?" Taylor looked over at Jackson. "What do you want with me?"

"Oh, just an explanation of something very interesting I saw on camera." Jackson leaned forward with the remote and hit the play button.

Taylor looked at the television and saw himself and Spencer walking into the Good Will, then suddenly he saw himself jump into the store where they were putting the old bed and then he jumped back to the door again and walked inside with Spencer. He looked down, remembering the brief second when the room unfroze.

"Don't tell me it's a glitch...also...pay attention to the background." Jackson hit rewind and played it again.

Taylor watched the tape again and when he suddenly jumped to the middle of the room, he noticed that the beds they had taken, suddenly disappeared from sight, being replaced by the king sized bed they had brought there.

"So...how does that happen?" Jackson asked, after turning the television off. "And don't bother pulling that little trick on me, I got back up, staged and hidden outside. So this can be nice or it can be ugly."

Taylor turned towards the investigator. "What do you want from me?"

"Well, I haven't turned this in to higher authority yet, someone else might. If you've seen the movies, you might get the picture." Jackson shrugged.

"Okay, look, we're just innocent teenagers. We don't know where these abilities come from, how we got them, what they mean, we don't know anything." Taylor said, trying to reason with the man.

"Robbing a Good Will makes you innocent?" Jackson grinned, almost wanting to laugh.

"But we gave them some of our stuff." Taylor sighed. "Please...don't persecute us...for having things that we never asked for and don't even understand."

"You know, you keep saying, we and us." Jackson looked up at Taylor. "How many of you are there? And who are they?"

"Three...but I won't tell you who they are." Taylor's eyes shifted to the side. "Okay, one of them is my brother. We're twins, that's a dead give away, but I'm not telling you who the third is." Taylor shook his head.

"What if I told you that I might already know?" Jackson asked. "What if I told you...that your third...pulled a stunt that makes yours look like Child's play?"

"Well, while I was waiting, this blonde girl with a messed up nose, she came rushing in with the wildest story about a girl named Tess. Something about Tess being inside of her locker, as if she had opened a loop hole to the girls locker from her own locker and assaulting her. Of course the Principal dismissed it, but after seeing what I saw, I paid very close attention."

"We're just kids." Taylor sat down and then listened to the man tell the story of Mia's following actions. A grin appeared. "Well then you should know, you can't contain her."

"Oh I think we can, part of me theorizes that she has to open a door in order for it to work." Jackson leaned forward. "So your brother, what does he do?"

"Play and find out." Taylor crossed his arms. "We don't want to do this, not with you or with anyone. We just want to find the answers behind this whole thing. What Tess did was wrong. What we pulled at the Good Will was wrong, we needed extra beds, we couldn't share a king sized bed." His eyes widened at Jackson. "Some of us will eventually have sex, if you know what I mean."

Jackson looked puzzled. "Don't you have your own rooms?" He asked.

"Trent is from Bermuda, I came from Puerto Rico, we were separated, curious thing about that, it makes up the three points of the Bermuda Triangle." Taylor looked away. "And of course Tess is from here, Miami, another point."

Jackson nodded. "I'll leave you alone then, so long as you don't abuse...your gifts. I can't make promises, I'm not the only one that saw the video or has access to it. If someone surrenders it to higher authority, it is out of my hands." He stood up.

Taylor looked at him. "Well, thank you for understanding." He paused. "Why didn't you freak? You were so calm."

"Well...had it not been so obvious that it wasn't a glitch, it would be easy to mistake it as such, if you don't pay close attention, and if you focus on you and not the furniture. Your ability is hardly shocking. If I saw Tess in action, that might be a different story."

Taylor watched Jackson walk out and then shook his head. "Well...Tess, don't bitch about your power, people seem to love it." He stood up and walked out of the office and through the lobby and into the hall where Spencer waited.

"What happened?" Spencer stood up from the bench.

"He knows, about all of us." Taylor turned around. "The second where my power slipped and I had to freeze the room again, it caused me to jump positions on tape, plus he noticed the furniture exchange. It also didn't help that Mia ran in and told the Principal what Tess did. Now he knows two of our powers. He said he would keep it under wraps but if someone else that has access to it decides to hand it up to the higher people, it's out of his hands." Taylor explained.

Tess sits in class, a compact mirror open as she touches up her lip gloss.

"Care to join us, Miss Carman?" The teacher asked.

Tess grinned and closed the compact and looked at Mr. Callahan. "I'm sorry...I got lost...though, if you could answer a question for me, what all can be done with a tetrahedron?" She laid the compact down and leaned forward.

"Well...a regular tetrahedron is one in which all four faces are equilateral triangles. In a regular tetrahedron, all its faces are the same size and shape, however a tetrahedra alone cannot fill space." Mr. Callahan explained.

Tess stared at him, picking out the only part she understood. "So...you couldn't put rooms in it? Like...it couldn't be a building?"

The teacher grinned at her.

"What else could you do with it?" Tess asked.

"Another set of coordinates are based on an alternated cube with edge length 2. The tetrahedron in this case has edge length..."

Tess's eyes squinted at the man. "Okay, you're not helping me." She closed her book and grabbed her things. "Bye." She got up and walked out into the hallway.

"Find anything out about your tetra thingy." Trent laughed as he jumped out behind Tess.

"No, just that it's hollow and empty and something about a cube..." She walked on down the hall. "So maybe the thing is in a cube, like I said. The man wouldn't tell me if it could travel or not."

Tess looked down and stopped walking. "They just left it laying there?" She leaned down and picked up Mia's hair extensions.

Trent started laughing again.

"Guys, we got real trouble." Taylor and Spencer walked up from the opposite end of the hall.

"Yeah, the school just leaves hair extensions laying around." Tess dropped them.

"I mean, serious." Taylor looked between Trent and Tess. "You remember when my freeze wore off for like a split second at Good Will and I had to redo it? The cops have the tape, I jump from the door, to the middle of the store and back to the door again, even worse, they notice the furniture change." He then looked at Tess. "Oh and while the investigator was in the office, Mia went in there screaming about what you did, you put that with what I did...and it's not out of the question."

Tess frowned. "Little bitch doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut."

"Well, you hate your power so bad? The investigator thinks it's more interesting than mine." He looked between them. "I convinced him to keep it quiet but he said if someone else goes and retrieves it and turns it in to higher authority, it's out of his hands. And trust me, how many greedy cops would want to take the honor of doing such a thing?" Taylor sighed.

"Well, it's simple, I'll just have a cop destroy the tape." Tess shrugged.

"If it hasn't happened already. For all I know, that man could of been lying to me." Taylor looked up.

"Well...we'll just have to cross that boat when we get there." Trent said.

"Says the one with the very active power, flinging electricity around. Don't think I didn't notice how you handled those shooters." Tess sighed and walked on, wanting to get to her next class with some peace and quiet before the hall flooded.

"Yeah, cause I'm the bomb." Trent grinned and walked off the other way.

"So what do we do now?" Spencer asked.

"We test drive our necklaces." Taylor nodded for him to follow.

"Wow, is technology just...endless? Everywhere I go, I see more devices." Spencer laughed.

"We have our limits." Taylor said, running a design program, constructing their necklaces. "Okay, that's what you get if you put them side by side...now lets angle them." Taylor took the two outer triangles and pulled them slightly to the side and down so that the three tips met.

"I don't know if that qualifies as that shape Tess was talking about, three triangles only makes a three wall pyramid." Taylor looked confused and tilted his head.

"Maybe you're not doing it right, bring the two outer pyramids together, squeeze them in close, a narrow pyramid." Spencer suggested.

Taylor pulled the two outer pyramids closer, pulling the bottom corners and the sides together, making the pyramid much thinner, but all in all, closing it in. "That did it." He looked up. "Question is, can we do that with the real thing?"

"I don't think it has to be exactly perfect, maybe all the sides just need to be together, in fact, maybe the tip is supposed to be open, to let the energy in..or out." Spencer shook his head.

"Maybe, still not close to figuring anything out yet." Taylor sat back in the chair and sighed, closing his eyes.

Spencer ran his hands over Taylors shoulders. "You should take a break."

Taylor smiled. "A break would be nice." He sighed under Spencer's touch. "I've just always been...well, the problem solver, the bookie, the study brat."

"I know the type. I was too." He kept rubbing Taylors shoulders and then grasped the sky blue shirt, it had been left unbuttoned and worn over a wifebeater tank top. He tugged it down Taylors arms and then his hands went over those bare muscular shoulders.

Taylor lightly shivered as he felt the top layer of clothing from his upper frame being ever so slowly taken off and then bare hands over his shoulders, not to muscular but he had a nice build, which meant Trent did as well. "You don't know what you're starting."

"I think I'm starting exactly what I want." His hands moved up the sides of Taylor's neck and then flowed down his shoulders again only to dip beneath that tank top and run over his smooth chest, a grin appearing.

And that was when Taylor suddenly pulled away and leapt from the computer chair and he grabbed Spencer and threw him on the bed, diving ontop of him, pressing his aroused hardness firmly against the other, hips grinding and he looked down at him. "I wanted to get to know you more first."

Spencer gasped as he was practically picked up and thrown on the bed only to have Taylor jump onto him, looking up at him, seeing that animalistic passion, that need for pleasure, for release. He grinned. "We are getting to know each other better." He whispered.

Taylor stared down at him and reached up and practically shredded his shirt off of him, his hands dipping beneath Spencer's shirt, gripping the back of it and he yanked it, fabric tearing as he tore it away from Spencer and tossed the shredded material aside and leaned down, as if to kiss him only to stop. He leaned up, a grin appeared and he shifted back on his knees and grabbed Spencer's jeans, dipping his fingers in the waist of the jeans and the underwear beneath.

Taylor gave a firm yank as the button snapped and the zipper split and he pulled them down, yanking until he pulled them off, along with Spencer's shoes, letting the clothes fall where ever as he leaned forward and started kissing that smooth and shaven stomach.

Spencer's eyes widened at Taylor's sudden change, it was definitely different than how he was at any other time, but he wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it, the idea of driving someone to such impatience as to shred the clothes and yank them away from his body. He shivered and watched Taylor, every movement, every action and then he laid naked upon the bed, there for the taking. His eyes shut when when he felt those kisses along his stomach, a breath of air drawn in and held before being released a moment later.

Taylor grinned and looked up at Spencer and then reached down, unfastening his own jeans and he worked his way out of them, using his feet to kick his shoes to the floor before shaking out of his jeans and those black boxer briefs. He moved up and slid between Spencer's smooth thighs as he captured his lips in a deep, heated, and passionate kiss.

Spencer grinned and wrapped his arms around Taylor's neck and pulled him close as they kissed. His legs wrapped around his waist and those thighs gripped tightly as he pulled him forward, his back arched and he pressed his body against Taylors, his arousal already obvious and Taylor would feel it as Spencer grinded against his stomach.

Taylor rolled over, pulling Spencer on top as his hands drifted down his back, tightly gripping his hips, the kiss never breaking, in fact, it only grew deeper as a moan rumbled within his chest. Spencer leaned forward, his hips grinding more aggressively now that he was on top. Finally the kiss was broken and he kissed his way down Taylor's chest and down his stomach.

Taylor drew in a deep breath when the kiss finally broke and he looked, watching Spencer make his way down, only to stop at his stomach and move back up. Spencer's hand glided across Taylor's cheek and he grinned. Taylor took that as a sign and rolled them over again and quickly thrusted forward as he forced himself inside of Spencer.

Spencer's eyes widened and then his eyes rolled back as a moan escaped, fingers and shortly trimmed nails dug into Taylor's back just before he felt the motions, quick and hard, not wasting any time as Taylor began to take what he wanted. His eyes shut tight, hands gripped the edges of the bed and Taylor thrusted deep and hard, pulling back and pushing forward, causing the bed to lightly rock with his motions.

Spencer's face scrunched up and he bit his bottom lip and pulled a hand away from around Taylor and gripped the sheets, tugging on it tightly as his own hips rolled beneath him, creating his own motions, trying to keep up with the speed but in the end, Taylor had the ultimate dominance.

Taylor's eyes widened and he pulled back and gave a firm thrust forward as he began to release. Loud grunts and moans escaped him, his hands gripped the bed tighter as his hips went into over drive in a round of quick thrusts until he started to slow down. Held breath finally released once the intensity of the pleasure began to fade. During the quick round of thrusts, Spencer found himself crying out in pleasure as he released between their stomach's and he continued to grind against him until both of them came to a complete stop.

Taylor fell to the side and laid back, not sure what to say, not even knowing if there were words for it. The physicality was intense but the emotion that drove it to that point, it was like water on simmer that finally came to a heating boil.

"Do you regret it?" Spencer asked.

Taylor stared at the ceiling. "I only regret that it happened now, at this point in time." He finally said, after a moments of thought. "When you came with us, inside...a small part of me was happy. To have a special boyfriend?" He looked at Spencer. "What gets more special than a boy from the 50's? But...I've been so wrapped up...in everything to even...build with you."

Spencer grinned. "You're more of a special boyfriend." He then looked down and took Taylor's hand. "Don't beat yourself up, we can build.."

Taylor looked over at Spencer and smiled. "If I can stop thinking about...everything else long enough."

"I'll help you." He said.

"Oh my god...in my bed?!" Tess screamed as she stood in her bed room door. "What the fuck?!"

Taylor looked up. "Oh...Tess, listen...we can explain..."

"You better explain!" Tess grabbed some clothes and threw them at Taylor.

Taylor got hit with the clothes. "Damn! Just listen! Look...I had to use your computer...I made a diagram of our triangles...and then...things happened, it was the heat of the moment!"

Tess paused and turned and looked at her computer to observe the diagram and then she stood up. "Good work..." She turned around. "Now get the fuck dressed! Throw those bed linens in the ocean and buy more! I bought that at Target!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

"Is that what you do when you have sex?! Throw the linens in the ocean?!" Taylor screamed after her.

"I cover my bed with towels!" Tess screamed off from down the hall.

"Target? You buy bed linens at a target?" Spencer sat up.

"It's a store name." Taylor sighed.

Trent leaned against the corner of a building, lighting up a smoke when Jackson walked on by.

"Taylor?" He questioned.

Trent grinned. "Don't pass go, and definitely don't get the two hundred dollars." He took a drag off his cigarette. "What do you want?"

"Oh, the brother." Jackson nodded. "And what can you do? What is your bizarre gift?"

Trent watched cars drive by. "You will just have to catch it, just like you did the others."

"Time travel maybe? Or...is that just an extension of your brothers?" Jackson asked.

Trent looked at him. "Why would you think that?"

"Because, believe it or not, the old chief wanted to see the tape. Who wouldn't, right?" He laughed. "Funny thing is, the one at the door? He was a senior the year that the old chief was a freshmen. That should make him...seventy something? Sure didn't look like an old man to me."

Trent grinned and looked at Jackson. "Did he share his year book too?"

"Oh yeah, you bet he dug it out, blew all the dust off of it." Jackson nodded and pressed a hand against the building. "So..is that an extension of your brothers power, or not?"

Trent threw his cigarette down and turned straight towards Jackson. "What if I told you, out of the three, I'm essentially the power extender? The amplifier, so to speak. That...and plus more. I have more range than either of them have, I'm practically the bond."

"I would say you were pretty stupid to admit that, strategy." He pointed at the side of his head. "You take out the strong link, you get to the weaker ones."

"If you can." Trent grinned. "Taylor is pretty powerful on his own, and Tess could open a door and push you into Antarctica." He walked around Jackson and headed down the street.

Jackson turned and watched Trent walk off and slowly shook his head. "Over confidence, it'll get that one killed." He began to follow Trent, keeping at a distance, knowing he needed to get their home location for their plan to work.

"We went to Target and bought you new bed linens." Spencer dropped the plastic bag with the bed set on the bare mattress. "What would happen if you shot an arrow at it?"

Tess stared at Spencer. "It'd likely break, if not just fall on the ground and you would get in trouble." She stood there with a hand on her hip.

Taylor followed Spencer into the room and grinned, trying not to laugh. "Uh..so any new theories on the shape?"

Tess brought her cigarette to her mouth and took a drag. "Well, first of all, we can't change the shape and size of ours like you can on the program, so I took the height and length of mine, times three and did the correct measurements, it would leave the top open. Unless we pulled them down low enough to close it without splitting the sides apart, which would be impossible, the bottom points would split."

"Spencer's theory was that maybe the top is supposed to be open, for some sort of energy source."

Tess nodded. "I know, they say pyramids are a source of energy. What I don't know is what for...and I don't want to go trying it until I know."

"Well, if the Bermuda Triangle really is a portal and people disappear in it, maybe they are devices to transport us through it...and get us back." Taylor suggested.

"But why? The triangle opening would point up, at the sky, not the water. I don't think you do it upside down." Tess reached over and flicked her ashes into her ash tray on her golden vanity.

"Unless, you do it from the three Bermuda triangle points...and it creates a gigantic energy field over the entire thing." Taylor said.

Tess's eyes widened. "We can't do that! People will see!"

Taylor shook his head. "Not if Trent amplifies me with enough energy."

"Enough to freeze the American, Puerto Rican, and the Bermuda Coast? Seriously? It would probably kill you both!" Tess shook her head. "No way. Besides, when we come to return, you couldn't freeze them before seeing it light up."

"Well maybe we should just wait and do it on Mayan dooms day and people will just think it's a light and that's what the Maya predicted." Taylor grinned and fell back on the bed and started laughing.

"Better than us getting caught." Tess sat down at her vanity.

"Maya? Dooms day?" Spencer looked between them.

"Oh, yeah, the worlds supposed to end this year on December twenty first." Tess nodded. "It's okay though, the world sucks, you got to enjoy the golden days."

"The golden days?" Taylor looked at Tess. "You were meant to clean house and have breakfast ready by five AM with your polka dot dress and your white apron."

Tess rolled her eyes. "The man could make his own breakfast, he would have to if he didn't want burnt toast and half battered pancakes."

Trent walked into the bed room and then looked at Tess' bed. "What happened?"

"Someones...decided to get freaky after researching on my computer. Maybe I should get you a laptop to go downstairs..." Tess narrowed her eyes.

"Well, worse news, Jackson started hitting me up, tried to find out what my power is." He sighed. "You know what's going to happen."

Taylor looked at Trent. "It's going to be the police, then the military and then they are going to want to capture us and study us and then...maybe brainwash us into super soldiers."

"Maybe we should let them." Tess said.

"What?!" Trent stared at her.

"We don't even know what we are, maybe they can tell us."

Spencer sat down beside Taylor, pretty quiet during these discussions as he didn't really know what to say or how to add any input most of the time, at least at this point.

"Or maybe we can just go and put our necklaces in the water and see what it does." Trent walked over to the computer and sat down. "So this is a model, what it would look like?"

"Yeah, but we're second guessing it. We think we might have to make the shape from our original home points to create a huge portal over the triangle it's self. We just don't know how to do it without anyone noticing any energy lights or anything." Taylor took Spencer's hand. "Freezing or mind warping that many people, it would be to big."

"Well, I don't have any ideas and I'm tired of talking about it right now." Tess's head fell forward, into her hand. "I'm going to my parents room to take a nap, you all should get back downstairs before they get home." She stood up and walked out of her room.

Taylor walked into the basement apartment and lead Spencer over to the couch, climbing into it and pulling him into it with him and he smiled as he wrapped his arms around him.

"What are you so happy about?" Spencer asked.

"You, and your fascination about the cash registers...and your amazement in the electronics department...among many other things." Taylor laughed.

"I'll learn it...and then I'll just be another...highly technological teenager here." Spencer rubbed Taylors arm. "I already look like one."

"Oh...and I should warn you." Trent walked by the couch. "A freshmen...one of your freshmen's..." He pointed at Spencer. "He saw the tape, said you didn't look like a seventy something year old man, like you're supposed to." Trent then continued on into the bed room.

Spencer looked up at Taylor and suddenly grinned. "I found the fountain of youth."

Taylor stared at Spencer with worry. "That's not safe, you can't defend yourself like us." He frowned and took a deep breath. "Oh my god." He suddenly sat up. "What if the future you is here?"

Spencer twisted around. "Is that even possible? I mean...in accordance to time travel, you brought me to the future...and in a sense, time hasn't progressed for me yet, so could a future me even exist? I mean...it could, if I stayed in my time and aged into the future, but I didn't."

Taylor thought about it, perplexed. "Well, you have a point. With your present self here, you would be aging here, so...there would be no future you."

"Exactly." Spencer nodded. "There are still past versions of me, distant past versions, but no future versions. My past versions end up with me coming here, this is my present and my future is your future, in time."

Taylor grinned. "Television does time travel so wrong." He started laughing.

"Well, it might be in the sense of destiny. A future me might not could exist here, now, but if we went to the future, it's a possibility. But then that future could change by any little thing, so going to the future is pointless."

Taylor's eyes widened. "But...it might give us a clue."

Spencer grinned. "I helped."

"You're smart." Taylor grinned before hearing Tess scream from the house above and gun fire.

Trent ran into the living room as Taylor jumped up. "Get under Trent's bed!" He waved at Spencer who went running into the bed room.

"What the hell?!" Trent grabbed Taylor's arm and ran towards the door, his mind focusing on getting to Tess as fast as he could, he yanked the door open and then grasped the wall before he gasped and the brothers turned into electricity and were yanked into the nearest electrical socket.

A speed through the wires and the electricity came out into Tess's parents bed room and the brothers reformed into themselves as they rolled across the floor. "That's new!" Trent screamed.

"Yeah?! Well take care of them!" Tess screamed, hiding in the closet as bullets kept flying wildly through the window.

Taylor leaned up and jerked a hand out, freezing a group of bullets but more continued to rapid fire and he bent down. "They won't stop!" Moment's later, those bullets unfroze and continued to fly forward.

"Try again!" Tess screamed.

Taylor leaned up and jerked his hand out, freezing the whole array of bullets, then as more came, they slowed down, freezing more and more bullets as they came flying and then his range grew from the amplified power surge he had gotten from Trent, managing to freeze the four shooters.

"Okay...watch this." Tess crawled out of the closet and moved over to the window beside it and yanked open the curtains and pulled up the blinds to reveal that the window showed the shooters, as if it was the window across the room from Taylor. She opened the window and then walked over and grabbed a pure gold food tray off the dresser and walked towards the bullets and held it out. "Let them go."

"Woah, okay, this is going to be weird." Trent stood up.

Taylor unfroze the bullets.

Tess pushed the tray forward, deflecting the bullets original path so that they went out of the window by the closet only to suddenly appear going out of the window in front of Taylor, hitting the shooters as they unfroze, blood flying as they started sliding off of the roof of the neighbors house, most of the bullets flying off randomly into the sky.

Trent looked at the window in front of Taylor and watched as the bullets seemed to slip into reality as if they were coming out of a piece of fabric, a sheet of sorts, causing slight, almost unnoticeable ripples as they flew out of the correct window to take out the shooters. How would this be explained. His eyebrows lifted.

Tess threw the tray down and walked to the window by the closet and yanked it shut and pulled the curtains closed.

"Okay, so how are we going to explain a shot window, clearly them shooting in here, the bullets already in here, yet them ending up with a bunch of bullets themselves, and dying?" Trent asked.

"Fuck if I know. Fuck if I care. I'm alive." Tess shook her head.

"Tess can make anyone who comes in here see a perfect room." Taylor said.

"That would make us look like the murderers." Trent shook his head. "Dumbass."

"Well I can change the wounds, make most of the bullet holes disappear and make the neighbor across the street say he took them out with his shot gun, he hunts." Tess suggested.

"And can you keep that up through autopsy, follow them around, keep it up through the morgue until they're done up for all of their funerals?" Trent asked.

"I only have to plant the memory once, make them always believe it." Tess said. "So hurry the fuck up, power amp me and get ready for when they get here."

"You're going to have to do...like multiple minds at once, more than two and at rapid speed." Trent said. "And that's not even thinking about witnesses, and we don't even know who they are."

"So, what are you saying? The whole police, the whole CSI? And the block?" Tess stared at Trent. "Why do you have to make everything so hard for me? All I did was punch Mia. You're the ones that fucked with Good Will. Why can't Taylor just freeze it all and let me get to who I can?"

"That's a preferable option...but we better get to work on it." Trent turned and headed out of the room.

"Come on." Tess grabbed Taylor's arm and headed out of the room and down the stairs, making it outside just as the police sirens grew loud and the police and crime scene investigators flew down the street.

"Okay, freeze it all." Tess said.

Taylor sighed and lifted his hands and everything froze.

"Better get to work, sister." Trent grinned.

"Fuck you." Tess walked down the steps and headed onto the scene.

"Oh! And when we're done here, we're probably going to have to go and do dispatch too! Whoever called it in!" Trent laughed.