"Sanctuary's a place for people like us. It has everything, a roof over your head, somewhere to chill, a dining hall. Though I admit I don't spend too much time there. I hardly know anyone there, honestly." he gave a dry chuckle. "We'll have to see."

Gathering all of his stuff together, he slung the bag over his arm. "Though if you wanted to come with, I guess that'll be fine. Someone should be able to help with the technicalities."

"Alright, but know of any markets around here? I'm craving carrots, for some reason." she asked. "Maybe I'll just tag along. Not necessarily stay there. Maybe I can find another empty building like this one to stay in. At least I'll have a roof over my head and it won't be so cold."

Butterfly went to get up. She flung her long, black hair behind her and when she did this, her mother's necklace fell off from around her neck and landed on the ground. She finished standing up before she realized the necklace was gone. She felt around her neck and down at her shirt, wondering where it had gone.

"Alright, whatever suits ya," he replied. Then, he saw the necklace fall off, and she was hunting it. Walking over, he reached down, his bare left hand picking it up. When the palm of his hand touched the silver, he looked as if he spaced out, and his face paled a little.

~The necklace was sitting in a case at a jewelry store when a somewhat familiar man picks it up and buys it. The necklace is given to a woman, who put it on and never took it off. More images of the man flashed before him, then that of a toddler, who grew into a young woman. An image of an envelope, then darkness. Butterfly picks up the necklace, reading the letter attached and putting it on. Then, everything she'd ever gone through to this moment...~

Ty's head was throbbing as the image ended, though it lasted maybe a minute. But that man's face was unmistakable. He held the necklace out to her, speechless. It...it couldn't be....could it? What was going on here...?

Butterfly looked at Ty and saw that he had found her necklace. She ran over to him, but it looked like he wasn't "there" and his face was pale.

Butterfly started to panic. "Ty! Ty! Can you hear me?" she called out, waving her hands in front of his face. "What the hell is happening?" she said to herself, she felt completely helpless.

When he finally came to, she looked at him straight in the face and asked "What happened? One moment I see you go to pick up my necklace, the next you're all pale and non-responsive and I had no idea what to do."

Ty blinked as Chloe came back into focus, leaving the images of the past behind. Well...mostly. The first thing he did was pull his aspirin from his denim jacket and popping two more. "Oh, that happens often, only you can do is wait for me to come to," he replied, rubbing his temples.

He just couldn't get past what he'd seen. Ty had to say he was only half-surprised, but...what were the odds? He'd also remembered her mentioning Atlanta and Macon, so she was from Georgia too, but....really. Ty took a deep breath, wondering how to do this.

"So...my mutation allows me to see the past of an object I touch, but I get a headache afterwards. And....well, it happened with your necklace...and...uh..." He bit his lip, brushing his hair out of his face.

"Your Mom gave you that necklace, I presume. And...well, how much do you know about your dad?" He let out a small sigh, wondering how to do this. It was so awkward, and he hardly even knew her...

"Alright" she said, taking a deep breath and relaxing a bit. She continued to listen to what he said. "That really freaked me out, man."

She listened more. She was intrigued by his power. "So that's why you wear gloves all the time. And I bet that must suck, getting headaches all the time." When he asked about her Mom giving her necklace to her, she asked "What did you see?" And when he asked about her Dad, she replied, "I don't know anything about my dad. I've never met him. He's never been there for me at all in my life. Why do you ask?"

"Yeah, it freaks me out too," he replied. He nodded at her comment about the gloves, he bit his lip, chewing on it while trying to figure out exactly how to say this.

"Well....I saw the entire life of that necklace, from the shelf to your neck to the moment it fell. And...I saw your parents...your Mom and your dad. This has got to be the weirdest one for me though..." He sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"Well...your dad was a man named Jonathan Fisher. Seems like a nice man, but...from what I gather he had to have left his family to....be with....*cough* your mom. Then it seems after awhile he and your mom fell out and he returned to his own family." He paused.

"I dont' know that from the vision...you look about my age, and...well...the man I saw in the vision--your father...is also my father. Butterfly....this is going to sound crazy but...I'm...your half-brother..." he looked away, turning a slight shade of pink. It all seemed ridiculous, but he knew what he saw.

Butterfly stood there listening to every word he said. She was intrigued with what he saw in the vision. She concentrated on his words, really taking them all in and letting them settle. She never knew her dad. She knew nothing about him and always wondered when she was younger why he was never around in her life.

When Ty said that he was her half brother, she didn't know what to say. She stood there for a moment with her jaw dropped and then she closed it and took a moment to gather her thoughts. This was so much to take in all at one time.

When she finally spoke, she kinda let all of her anxiety escape into her words. "How can you be my half brother? I'm not even from around you and I don't even really know you that well. What makes you so sure that your dad is my dad? What if he was just another guy my mom dated? She's had too many to count and she never stayed around long enough to even tell me about my dad. Are you sure that the guy from the vision was your dad?"

She paused for a moment. "Are you sure you're my half brother?" she asked, looking straight into his eyes with seriousness and hope. She wanted it to be true. She hoped that it was. But she was so scared that he would abandon her just like the rest of her family had. Now even more so with it being a possibility that they were actually related. She was sure that now he really wouldn't want to have anything to do with her. What reason did he have to care for her? He hadn't known about her before now and what made that moment any different?

"You don't want anything to do with me now, do you?" she asked, hanging her head low. "Are you gonna leave me too? Like my mom and dad and everyone else I get close to?" she said, starting to cry and thinking about all the pain that had built up over the years of trying to act like she didn't care.

She backed up against the wall and slid her back down it. She pulled her knees up to her chest with her arms and put her head on her knees, still crying.

"I'm sure...I saw him buying the necklace, giving it to her. Plain as day, I know that was him. And...let's just say...though it was a brief run-through, some images didn't quite go fast enough...I'm not mistaken. I know what I saw and I'm not making this crap up. I find it hard to swallow too, but...it's my gift. Or my curse, whichever way you wanna look at it." Then she started crying, THAT, he was not prepared for...

"I'm not going to leave you. I know what it's like not to have anybody. I know how it feels to be alone against the world. But now that I know that I have family, even if we did just meet...I haven't for the longest time had any family. Just me and the streets. But now....well, you've got a brother now. And a protective one at that..."

Then, he had a thought. "I know another old building nearby. It's furnished, but there's no running water or electricity. You said you just wanted a roof over your head? That'll do. I actually used to hang there. It isn't much, but....it's something."

Butterfly raised her head to look at him and listen while he talked. She smiled when he claimed being her brother and said that he was protective. She got up and finished listening to him. She wanted him to mean what he said and actually stay with her. She didn't wanna be left alone again. She was trying so hard not to become so attached, but for once in her life, she was actually happy about something. She wanted to go over to him and hug him, but she didn't cuz she didn't know how he would feel about that.

She wiped her tears away and told Ty to show her where the building was. It was nice of him to help her out. She thought that maybe she would finally have someone. Someone she could be close to, someone to share moments with, someone to finally claim her as family and stick by her no matter what happens. She hoped that this moment wouldn't be too goo to be true.

Ty let out a sigh of relief, feeling better when she stopped crying. "Sure, it's just a few blocks or so," he said. He'd recently had a rough experience with this building, but it should be perfect for her. Besides, last he heard his former running mates were in jail, so that was one less problem.

Standing up, he gathered his belongings and led her to the building, walking past a very familiar apartment building. One he had to stare at as he walked by. But soon, that building was out of sight, and the run-down looking one marked 'Condemned' came into view.

Grabbing the knob, he pushed his shoulder into the door, forcing it open. Leading her down a hall on the first floor, he nudged open apartment 42, revealing a raggedy, yet furnished apartment with a battery-powered TV on the dresser, a couch, a recliner, a love seat and a small cot. The bathroom door was still open, and the loot revealed during his last visit was still there.

"This place kinda used to be a hiding spot for a couple of thieves, but trust me they won't be back," he reassured. "Make yourself at home."

Butterfly followed him down the street and tried to take in all her surroundings. She noticed that Ty seemed to stare at a particular building until they had past it. "What's up with you and that building? Why do you keep staring at it?" she asked.

They continued walking until they got to a building with condemned on it. "I'm not gonna fall through the floors, am I?" she said following him into the building. When he opened the door to the apartment, she looked around. It wasn't much, but it sure as heck was better than sleeping on a park bench.

When he said that the thieves wouldn't be back, she looked at him with a questioning face. "Are you sure? I don't wanna repeat of the other night at my apartment in Macon."

She sat down on the cot and tested to see how comfy it was. She looked around a little bit more, then looked at Ty and asked "So what are you gonna do now?" She hoped that he would stay with her or at least not leave right away. For some reason, she just didn't wanna be alone right now. Even though they had just met, she wanted to be everywhere her brother was. She was really starting to become attached, something she hadn't let herself feel in a really long time, and boy did it feel good for a change.

"It's nothing," Ty answered, "I just gotta go by there later. Girlfriend recovering from some injuries, that's where she lives." He blushed slightly.

Ty chuckled. "Fall through the floor? No. We are on the first floor," he replied, plopping on the couch for a spell. "They got busted, and thrown in jail," Ty said, looking at her. "Trust me, they won't be coming back anytime soon."

Ty stood up, stretching. "Actually, I should probably go check on my girlfriend," he said. "Recently injured, but she's so independent and I haven't seen her in at least a few days. But I'll drop by on occasion, if for nothing more than to bring you some groceries or something."

Butterfly watched as he stood up. When he said that he was about to leave, she hung her head down "Oh, okay." she said in a sad tone and started to cry again. He was gonna leave her and she didn't know when he would be back, if he would even come back.

Butterfly got up off the cot and rushed over and hugged Ty, crying on his shoulder. "Please don't go! Don't leave me! I don't wanna be alone anymore." She held on to him tight still crying, trying to get him to stay. He was the only person she had in the world that even seemed to care. She had lost so many. She didn't wanna lose him too.

Ty blinked as she started crying, and he couldn't help but hold her. "Hey, I'm not leaving forever. I'll be back pretty often," he said softly. "How bout I stay around a little while, but eventually I've gotta leave, ya know? But I promise I'll come back."

He sat back on the couch, relaxing and rubbing her back in an attempt to calm her down."Please stop crying? Tell ya what though, maybe later, when I have more time and my leg isn't killing me, I can take ya by Sanctuary. Okay?"