"As you can tell, it is in two pieces, the top barrel and slide assembly, and the lower assembly which has the trigger and the grips. I will show you how to mount the barrel assembly to the bottom portion. I wanted you to see what is inside the gun before we start using it. In future classes we will show you how to completely disassemble, clean, and reassemble your weapon."

"Before we go any further I want to make the following statement. A gun, even if it is for protection, is not for shooting people. It is for creating an environment where a gun and shooting people is not even necessary. It's a deterrent, not a weapon for assault. The hope of any gun owner who has a gun for protection should be that they never have to use it."

"On the other hand, shooting a gun at a gun range can be fun, and can give you the skills necessary that if you ever have to use it for protection that you will have the skills to do so, and to do so safely. We don't want you blowing up the neighborhood trying to protect yourself. Many innocent people have been killed that way, when gun owners lack the skills to properly use a weapon.

Aileen thinks telepathically to her crew. "I can't believe they let my mom teach this class. It's so embarrassing, but I guess she insisted. I don't think she trusts us. It's nice there are boys in the class, though, that's interesting."

Ella thinks "Interesting? I think it's a setup. So transparent. They want to pick out the boys that we will someday like, and date. They look like nice boys, but when I'm ready I'm picking out my own. Most of my relatives had arranged marriages, and that isn't happening to me. No way."

"I like the blond one." Helana thinks. "He looks nice, I get a good vibe from him. I'll know more if I can make eye contact."

"Are you reading him?" Roxana asks. "You're not supposed to do that, you know."

"No, not telepathically. Just picking up on body language, the way he smiles, and he has nice shoes. Anyway, it's never a good idea to read a boy who might be looking at you. Even nice boys think disgusting thoughts, it's just the way their minds are wired up, and I don't what to know any of that." Helana responds.

"Girls, I need your attention please. Stop staring at each other and look up here." Judy Danvers says, as the boys laugh.

"I'll show you how to put the gun together, how to hold it, how to squeeze the trigger. Then we will go to the range, load the clip, and shoot at some targets. It's important to hold the gun properly, get a feel for it, get accustomed to the recoil, so that your shots can be accurate and you don't spew bullets all over the countryside. Make sure to hold the gun firmly or it will jump out of your hands the first time you fire it."

"I don't know why they're training us now, but we can't keep the gun until we're 18." Aileen thinks.

"I told you. It's an excuse to introduce the boys they picked out for us. If you guys even talk to one of them, I'll be mad." Ella says.

The range is outdoors. The 8 of them each setup a target in their lane. Judy, one by one, shows them how to load the clip with cartridges, load the clip into the gun, how to hold the gun and fire. Most of them completely miss the target the first few times they fire, but get better with practice. The girls all watch Aileen shoot, to see if she's still good, or if her proficiency shooting that gunman was some sort of coincidence.

"No no. Roxana." Judy instructs. "Never hold a pistol that close to your face. The slide can fly back and poke your eye out. Hold it like this, with your arm fully extended, and your hands on the grip and below the slide. The slide will come back fast when it is fired so you have to be sure no part of your hand is in the way, or you could get a painful injury."

Target Assessment

"The kids are at the pizza place" Melanie says. "The girls are going out of their way to avoid the boys, but they keep staring at them. So I think it's a good first step. Since they're psychic, of course, they know what we're doing, but I think in time, nature will take it's course."

"Good. Good." Command Beaker says. "How are the target results."

"Very interesting results." Melanie says. "Roxana missed the target most of the time, but on the second clip she kept most of them within the outer ring."

"Helana did well, keeping all of her shots on the target."

"The amazing thing are the targets for Aileen and Ella. All of their shots, after they got familiar with the weapon, were in a tight group. So something strange is going on here. That weapon, in a vise, with the winds across the range, could not possible create a pattern that tight, unless the bullets were individually balanced. They were standard cartridges bought at a gun store, so they were not balanced sniper rounds. This gun is not a snipers weapon, you need a rifle for that. So something else was going on."

"Something else?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Some of the best shooters in the world have demonstrated the ability to use psychokinesis to nudge the bullets down range and into a tight pattern. It seems that Ella and Aileen, even though they don't know it, have that skill. This is the first indication that these girls have psychokinetic skills. This is something we were looking for, and we need to find ways to nurture it."

"I'll get them some spoons." Commander Beaker says with a laugh.

"Not funny Beaker. This is serious stuff. These are the rare gifts that we need to nurture." Melanie says.

"So what other kind of stuff can they do with this skill, besides nudge bullets." Commander Beaker asks.

"There is no way to tell, yet. Nudging bullets requires very little energy, and when shooting a gun you have an intense concentration on the target, and the intention of hitting it. All that plays together and makes it possible. So they may only have the ability to do things like that, they're not going to be nudging battleships."

"What about electronics, or small things like a button on a console? Could they push a button with their minds powers?"

"Maybe. We'll see as we move forward with their training." Melanie says.

"I hope so. Our funding is in question right now. They all think we're crazy and these are just some spoiled little rich girls playing us along for a fun ride. I really need something concrete to take to the powers that be." Commander Beaker says with a frown.

Hunting For Food

"Rahul, I didn't plan to spend my weekend in the woods. Why are we doing this." Alicia Patel asks her husband.

"I thought it would be good to spend some time with the girls. I miss them, since they have been staying with Bob and Judy. Plus you got to spend a week with them in the South Pacific, and I was stuck here working." Rahul says.

"Did we have to bring grandpa's gun along? Those things scare me." Alicia says with a frown.

"It's just a single shot 22, and it's good to have something for protection." Rahul explains.

"Ha. A bear would laugh at that old gun." Alicia says with a laugh.

"You never know. We could be attacked by violent rabbits and squirrels. Plus, we can eat them." Rahul says.

"Oh God No!." Alicia says. "I'm ok with fish, but I'm not cleaning rabbits and squirrels."

"It's Ok. Ella will clean them." Rahul says.

"Yes, I know she would. And that scares me. What kind of daughter are we raising? Annie Oakley?" Alicia says with a frown.

"Where are the girls, anyway? Are you watching them?" Alicia asks.

"Helana and Roxana are fishing down by the river, pretending they're not talking about boys, but I think they are. And Ella and Aileen are in the woods hunting for food." Rahul says.

"Hunting for food? With that stupid old gun? Are you Crazy!?!" Alicia shouts at her husband.

"You told me how well they did at survival training, and I was in the woods with that gun at their age, and we have to start trusting them, even when there is danger involved. Otherwise they'll never get the experience they need." Rahul says, looking carefully at his wife, ready to dodge any blows.

"Maybe you're right. So now I have to sit here hour after hour, miserable with worry. You better plan to be miserable too, it's my duty as a wife to make sure you're as miserable as I am." Alicia says.

"Yes. I'm familiar with your style of wifing." Rahul says, again ready to dodge any blows.

Old Man In The Woods

"You can come out now. We know you're there." Ella says, talking to some rustling sounds in the trees.

"Oh. See me you can? I didn't know." An old man says emerging from the underbrush.

"We don't need to see you when you make all that noise." Aileen says. "What's your name? Do you always sneak around spying on people in the woods? Do you live out here?"

"My name? Ezekiel. Spying on people? No. 40 years and more I am here. Avoid people I do, most people, not a people person, Not me. Pretty young girls all alone in the woods. Make sure you're safe. Little pea shooter no match for anything bigger than squirrels. Good shot you are. 2 rabbits and 1 squirrel, only three bullets. Pretty good."

"So you have been following us for some time then. Don't worry about us, though. We can take care of ourselves." Ella says.

"Yes. Take care of yourselves. Yes, you can, I know. Those other sounds you heard, though, not me, the other sounds. They want to take you away. They bring you back, but very bad experience. Very very bad experience. Not good for young girls like you."

"You're talking about alien abduction. Aren't you?" Aileen asks.

"You know abductions, then. Good. But maybe not alien. Bad Earth people too. Bad Earth creatures too. But they won't be here while I'm here. I know how to keep them away."

"We know how to keep them away too. Our friend Roxana showed us how. But thank you, for trying to keep us safe. We have to go now, time to make dinner." Ella says.

"Can Ezekiel come? Fish, rabbit, squirrel, my favorites." Ezekiel asks.

"Ok, come along." Ella says. "By the way, we know you're not really some old man who lives in the woods, but just stay that way when around my parents. They would be scared if they knew what you really are."

"And you can talk normally too. You don't have to pretend to be Yoda from Star Wars." Aileen says with a laugh.

Angels Unawares

"Oh God! What are those girls dragging home now? Dead rabbits, and a hermit. What next? Leprechauns? Little green men?" Alicia says with a groan.

"Lets be nice to their guest." Rahul says "I bet he doesn't get much company out here."

"Hey mom, dad. This is our new friend, Ezekiel. We invited him for dinner." Ella says.

"Ok. Good. Glad to meet you, Ezekiel. I'm Rahul, the girls father." Rahul says. "Helana has prepared the fish for cooking already. Let me help you gut and clean the rabbits and squirrels and we'll have dinner in no time."

"That's Ok, Dad. Ezekiel will help us. We just need the knife, and a little rope." Ella says.

"Just a little rope is all. I have a knife." Ezekiel says.

"Very good. Very good then. I'll get the fire ready and we'll be ready for the meat." Rahul says.

"I don't like the way the girls are acting around that old man. They act like they know him. They act like they're keeping him like a pet." Alicia says.

"Once again, we must trust them. If they make a mistake, then a lesson is learned. Either way, it's up to them to work through it." Rahul says.

As the fire burns low, Rahul and Alicia clean up after dinner. The girls say goodbye to their new friend, watching him walk into the woods.

"Oh Wait!" Rahul shouts "Ezekiel forgot his knife."

"Don't worry about that." Roxana says. "He won't need it where he's going. 'Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.'"

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 4
Innocence Lost And Found

This is the 26^th episode in a series of episodes about 3 young girls who manage to adopt an inter-dimensional entity.

In this episode the crew discover a rogue group within the military with a dark history of child abuse. Outing this group has Commander Beaker worried of retaliation. While exposing the rouge element they meet, and recruit, a young officer that has been mind controlled and ritually abused. There are now 5 girls in the crew.

Love Letter

"Crenshaw! What the hell is this?!?" Roxana shouts, with an angry look at Melanie.

"What is it sweetie? How can I help you?"

"It's an idiotic letter from one of those stupid boys in weapons training. Did you give him my address?" Roxana asks.

"Oh, no! I would never do that. He must have looked at my notebook when I wasn't watching." Melanie explains.

"Bull shit!" Roxana says. "I know the stupid little matchmaker game you're playing. You need to stop that. Now! And tell that little prick that if he even looks at me again, I'm going to hurt him."

"Did he say something inappropriate? Can I see the letter?" Roxana hands the letter to Melanie.

"Oh, Honey! This is sweet. He just said that you look like a very nice girl and he would like to get to know you better someday. And he says that you're unbelievably beautiful. You're uncommonly beautiful, in a lot of different ways that make you very attractive, so you will get a lot of these love letters in your lifetime. Just put it in your keepsake box, along with all the other ones you get. I'll tell the boys that you're not interested and to not approach you in any way."

"And please don't hurt the boys. They're fine young men." Melanie says.

Later, outside. "You shouldn't talk to Melanie that way. She's like 95 years old or something." Aileen says.

"I heard her say she's 63." Roxana says.

"Well, she's still old AF. She might fall over dead if you're mean to her." Aileen says.

"I wasn't being mean. I was just being firm. They had no right to bring boys to our class. It should just be us girls." Roxana says.

"Helana got a flower. You got a love letter. I didn't get squat. Am I ugly or something?" Aileen says.

"You're gorgeous." Roxana says. "We're all gorgeous. I think this is just the beginning of this nonsense with boys. I hate it."

"I like having the boys around. We have boys at school too. The more boys we know the better choices we will make when we can date. Don't be so scared of boys." Aileen says.

"I'm not scared." Roxana says. "I'm just frustrated with having to block their thoughts all the time. They only think about one thing."

Aileen laughs. "This day is coming, Honey, when you and a boy will think about that one thing together."

"Oh God. Please, if that ever happens, just shoot me." Roxana says.

"When that happens I'll be so happy for you, and you must tell me all about it." Aileen says.

"Hey guys, you ready?" Ella says as she comes outside. "They're getting ready for class. Today we have rifle training. This should be fun."

"You already got Thumper. You better leave Bambi alone." Roxana says as they head back into class.

Confrontation

"Thank you for coming, girls. This is probably the worst part of our project, which is sharing our information with other departments. We intend to share as little as possible. We will be visited by a few officers from the Air Force that would like to meet you. They know very little about you, so don't reveal anything to them that they don't already know. They know nothing about Helana. Just be four very intelligent young women who are getting very good grades in school and in our special programs. They don't need to know anything more." Commander Beaker instructs the girls in preparation for a meeting with the Air Force officers.

"Good morning girls. May I introduce Captain John Davis, First Lieutenant Walter Miller and First Lieutenant Margaret Wilson. They have heard of your success in our program and would like to meet you and ask a few questions. You don't have to answer any questions that you feel is inappropriate. This is an informal meeting." Commander Beaker introduces the Air Force officers to the girls.

"What do you think, girls?" Ella thinks to her crew. "Should we play dumb like nice little girls, or deal with these fools appropriately."

Helana thinks back "From what I've read already from them, I think they need to be exposed. Commander Beaker has no idea who these idiots really are."

"Lets not play dumb. That would be dumb." Aileen thinks.

"Good morning. I'm Captain Davis. We are so happy to meet you. We know of your success in Ohio, finding those abducted children. We have seen your success in high school, and your success in this Navy program. We in the Air Force are very interested in brilliant youngsters like yourselves, in the hope that you may one day have a career with the Air Force. May we ask you a few questions?"

"Commander Beaker, sir. May we have permission to speak freely? There's a lot more going on here than just their interest in our successes, and you only know a tiny part of it." Ella asks.

"Ok. This is an informal meeting. But be careful, we don't want to be rude to our guests." Commander Beaker says.

Helana looks at Captain Davis and asks "What is the Air Force National Air and Space Intelligence Center, and why does an intelligence service have an interest in four high school girls?"

Captain Davis answers. "That's the branch of the Air Force that's responsible for threat assessment, like cyber attacks from foreign countries, attacks against our satellites, and things like that. Our interest in you is that we believe you could be valuable assets if you were to come work for us at the Air Force, when you complete high school and college. So this is really a recruitment meeting. We know the Navy wants you, but the Air Force wants you too."

"But that really isn't true, is it?" Aileen says. "You were following us around in the woods the other night, weren't you? I know Commander Beaker already knows that, because his agents were following us around too. You're not here to recruit us. You're here to complete a threat assessment profile on us. You think we're a threat, a threat to national security."

"Absolutely not!" Captain Davis says. "Yes, we have to complete the profile, but that's just a formality."

"Pardon my language, but that's bull shit." Ella says. "Even before coming here you were thinking that 'those arrogant little bitches need to be taught a lesson.' How were you planning to teach us a lesson?"

"I don't know where you're getting this, but none of this is true. I'm shocked that you would think such things." Captain Davis says, flabbergasted by the girls verbal assault.

"Think such things?" Roxana says. "Really? Right now officer Miller is having a Walter Mitty moment, fantasizing about how to teach us a lesson, which would include beating us, and raping us. he's especially excited about the rape part."

"Ok. This is out of control." Captain Davis says. "This meeting is terminated."

"It will be terminated when we say it is. If you try to leave now, you will notice that you can't move. You knew coming in here that we were psychic, so you shouldn't be surprised." Aileen says.

"This meeting will be terminated in just a few minutes, and then you can go." Roxana says. "By the way, how does Miss Wilson feel about your thoughts of using rape as a weapon? Oh wait! She seems to know all about that. With all due respect, sir, which is none, we're not a threat. You are. So put that in your profile."

"In the future." Helana says. "Don't bother to try to spy on us. It won't work, and you could get hurt if you try. As you probably noticed in the woods, we have protection from the Angelic realm. You don't want to mess with those guys. Any future attempts at abduction will fail."

"Don't get us wrong, we have great respect for the Air Force, and the intelligence people that work there, but your little group has gone rogue, and you're dangerous." Ella says. "If you continue to spy on us or harass us in any way we will tell the Navy all that we know about you, and you will all get fired, or worse. So you may leave now, and don't ever come back."

The Air Force officers leave, hurriedly, visibly terrified, courtesy of the girls. First Lieutenant Margaret Wilson turns to look at Roxana, confused, as if she's staring at an alien being from some other place.

"What the hell just happened?" Melanie Crenshaw wants to know.

Commander Beaker sits in his chair, his head down staring at the floor, his feet apart and his arms on his knees. "What just happened is what I feared most. Our little girls just declared war on the US Air Force. I guess one good thing is that we now know for sure that they're sensitive empaths. But with the power to freeze people in place? Wow! That's new. This is going to send a wave of fear through the military, including the rouge groups, especially the rouge groups since they were just outed. I don't know what to think. I don't know what to do. Girls! For Gods sake, do you know what you just did?!?"

"Commander Sir." Roxana says. "Forget about us for a minute. We have to save that girls life."

"What girl?" Commander Beaker wants to know.

"Margaret Wilson" Roxana says. "When I looked at her memories, they were all jumbled up and put in a bunch of little boxes. Some of those boxes had the memories of all the abuse that was done to her. She was 14, our age, when she went into their fake ROTC program, and that's when it all started. She's stuck at that age, our age, and has just been ordered around like a mindless human robot ever since."

"And you think she's in danger? How?" Melanie asks.

Roxana tears up and says. "I messed up, I think. I dumped out all those little boxes. Now she's going to remember everything, and I think they're going to kill her if they know that. The stuff they did to her, that's what they wanted to do to us. We have to save her. We can't let her die. And there are more just like her, many more."

"I'm afraid she, and the others, will just be considered an unfortunate casualty in this new war we just started. I don't know how we can save her. I'm more concerned with saving you." Commander Beaker says.

"I agree with Roxana. We need to save her." Melanie says. "If I can get her I can start the deprogramming and maybe save her body and her mind. You're a solder, Beaker, man up and lets get this done. Your agents have training in this. Lets do it, quickly, before they leave."

Aileen raises her hand to talk. "One more thing, Commander. You need to know. Those abducted kids in Cincinnati. You know what? When he mentioned Ohio, in his head he was thinking 'our operation in Ohio.' These guys were part of that too. These are bad bad people. They only pretend to be Air Force. That's like their day job. At night they are evil."

"Ok. You're right. I'll assign some agents to you, Melanie. The girls can stay here with me."

"I have to go too." Helana says. "Dumping that much memory at once will knock her out. She probably will go into a catatonic state. If that happens, I'll jump in and walk her out."

"No way! I'll send in agents. I'm not letting you go into that hotel." Commander Beaker shouts.

"That's not what I mean." Helana says. "I'll jump into her body, and walk it out. And if they try to attack her, I can defend her."

"We're all going." Ella says. "Helana isn't going alone, and we can guide the agents and tell them where she is."

"Well, so much for me being in command. Ok, Melanie, you take the girls. I'll go in the van with the agents, and we'll get this done."

Margaret Wilson lies in her hotel room, staring at the ceiling, totally unresponsive, awake, but unconscious. A nurse is preparing an injection for her. Suddenly her eyes blink rapidly, she sits up in bed and starts to get up. The nurse turns to stop her, but trips and falls. An agent enters the room and guides Margaret outside to an awaiting van. Captain John Davis and Lieutenant Walter Miller look on, terrified, but unable to move. As Margaret walks by them she stops and says 'Forget everything you saw today, your lives depend on it. Margaret is one of us now. Forget her.'

Too Much Too Soon

"Thank you for coming." Officer Judy Danvers says to Melanie. "She's been asking for you. She's done nothing by lie in bed and cry since she got home. What the hell did you guys do to my daughter?"

"There was an unfortunate episode at the hotel." Melanie explains. "A young couple got into a fight and a man was beating the young woman. Helana thought the woman was going to be killed, so being the brave young soul she is, she tried to intervene."

"Was she hit? Was she hurt?" Judy asks with a shocked and angry look.

"An agent tackled the man and stopped it before she could be physically harmed. Emotionally however, she has been harmed. She's brave, and strong, but still a child who has never experienced domestic violence. It will take awhile for her to process this. I will use a technique to adjust her memory so that it will be more like seeing an adult movie she was not supposed to see, rather than an actual episode that happened to her. That will make it easier to process, and less likely to result in PTSD."

"Ok. I understand." Judy says. "This is the second time she has put her life in danger to help someone else. Please explain to her that getting herself killed isn't going to help anyone. I want to interview that couple. Is the man in custody?"

"he's in custody, and the young woman is hospitalized, but they're Air Force. The military is dealing with it." Melanie says

"How convenient." Judy says with a look of frustration as she guides Melanie to Helana's room. "I'm going to investigate this anyway. I better not find a trail leading nowhere.

"Could you girls please leave the room for awhile, so I can talk to Helana in private?" Melanie asks.

"No. I need them." Helana says. "They're part of me and I need them."

"Ok. You girls can stay for support." Melanie says. "Helana, talk to me. What has you so sad and upset? Let me know, let us all know, what is hurting you?"

"There was a nurse with a needle. I thought they were going to kill her. I didn't have time to figure out how to blend just with her motor functions so I could walk her out. So I blended with her totally."

"I saw it all. I felt it all. I felt the beatings. I can still feel it in my face and arms. When they were beating her, they were beating me. When they were raping her, they were raping me. When they were using her as a sex slave, they were using me too. Everything that happened to her happened to me."

"Oh my dear Helana. I love you so much. Please please promise me that you will never do anything like this again. I know you love that TV show, Supergirl, but thats just fiction. You're not Supergirl. Bullets don't bounce off your chest. You can get hurt. You can be killed. You have suffered a serious psychological assault that could destroy your mind, forever. I'll do my best to reverse the damage, but I'm afraid that you will have to live with some of this for the rest of your life. You're suppose to be at that tender age dreaming of a future relationship with a nice boy and now you have to deal with sexual assault and rape."

"Us too." Ella says.

"What do you mean, us too?" Melanie asks, a look of terror spreading across her face.

Ella explains. "We didn't want Helana to go through this by herself. We're sisters, and we go through things together. So we all blended with her, we saw it all too, we felt it all too. We are one. Helana can't go though this alone."

"Dear God, what have you girls done!!? You've given away your innocence, something more precious than anything you can ever imagine. I'm going to be sick. This is too much too soon. I guess we might as well include Margaret in this and do it as a group."

Panic Attack

"I think I might need your help, professionally." Command Beaker says to Melanie. "I'm having trouble staying focused, I feel out of control, and effectively I am, since the girls seem to be running my command. I can't eat. I can't sleep. The slightest little sound scares me. I think I'm loosing it."

"You're having panic attacks." Melanie says. "It's not surprising given your situation and what just occurred. It's not due to an anxiety disorder, though. I think your anxiety is warranted. We have stirred up a hornets nest of very dangerous individuals. They're an autonomous rogue group, answering to no one except themselves. They're highly misogynistic, believing women are a separate species, like mules and oxen, just an animal to be used, exploited, and then put down when they're no longer useful. Their psychopathy index is off the chart."

"Then why did they bring one of their robot females to the meeting." The Commander asks.

"Probably to make the girls feel more comfortable." Melanie answers.

"How do these rogue elements even exist? Where the hell is Command? How does Command let this go on?" The Commander shouts, as much to the universe at large as to Melanie.

"In Vietnam and every war since there have been autonomous special operation units that operate outside the chain of command. Police forces around the world have autonomous plain clothed officers that do pretty much whatever they please, no questions asked. Command allows it for two reasons. One, these groups are highly effective. Two, since Command doesn't know exactly what they're doing it gives a level of deniability if something goes wrong."

"So they hire psychopaths for these jobs?"

"No, but these positions attract psychopaths. The longer the unit is in operation the more psychopaths join up, to the point where the whole group is psychopathic. That's when it gets evil, and stuff like the girls witnessed start to happen." Melanie explains.

"Are we in danger? Are the girls in danger? From these rogue groups?" The Commander wants to know.

"Yes we are, very much so. If it was just one or two of us that know of their activities, we would already be dead. But since they were outed in front of a crowd they have to be more careful. The girls? I think they're the safest of all."

"How so are they the safest? Because of their weapons training. Should we have them carry guns?" Commander Beaker asks.

"They're the safest, not because of a weapon, but because they are a weapon. With the same ease as they locked up their skeletal muscles, I'm sure they could to the same with the cardiac muscle, or make it beat so fast that a vessel pops. These girls don't know it, but they're deadly weapons. Since their mind meld it's potentially even worse. They're beginning to act as a collective, and if threatened, would act instinctively, and kill an aggressor without even thinking about it."

"How many people know this?"

"Just us, so far." Melanie says.

"This is a problem. A big problem. If Command hears of this they'll want them euthanized, like they were apparently going to do to Margaret. I can't bear to even think about that."

"Don't forget, these girls are insanely psychic. If you even thought of euthanasia, it would be your last thought." Melanie says.

"Wow! They would kill me?"

"They would regret it and be sad, because they love you. But it would be an instinctive fight or flight response that would act out before they even thought about it. But don't be scared. They have a powerful weapon at their disposal, but so does anyone carrying a pistol or a rifle or a really big rock. With proper training, which has already started, they can be taught how to keep their weapon in safe mode, and only use it when it is warranted." Melanie explains.

"So should we include their psychic weapon in their weapons training? Should we have them practice on mice and rabbits?" Commander Beaker asks.

"I think we should so they know that it exists, that it is dangerous, and that they must learn to control it. I don't know about rabbits. Roxana loves them and Ella and Aileen eat them. That could cause storm clouds to form in their collective." Melanie says with a laugh.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 5
Super Soldiers

Debriefing

"Ok. We have a lot to cover this morning." Commander beaker says to Melanie Crenshaw.

"First, we have successfully handled the episode with the girls. Margaret has been officially transferred to the Navy and placed on unpaid medical leave, so we have to feed her, but that's fine, she still has some insurance coverage."

"The official status regarding the girls claim of a rogue operation is that no such group exists, now, or has ever existed. The girls must be just imagining it from something they saw in a movie or read in a book. As such they were deemed unsuitable for the program the Air Force was interested in. So we have some official cover on that issue."

"Unofficially, however, they're interested in the girls participating in a Super Soldier training program. How did that go in the debriefing?"

Melanie answers "When I suggested that they may be interested in that program it was met with collective laughter and a flat "No way. Not even. Not ever." from Ella. All the girls, including Margaret, were shaking their heads in agreement with Ella."

"So they just don't ever want to be soldiers?" Commander Beaker asks.

"It's more than just that." Melanie explains. "Helana accessed what she calls 'the record' and said that the Super Soldier training program is not just advanced physical and mental training. It includes physical body modifications, like creating a cyborg, and chemical enhancements to the brain. The chemical enhancements had her the most worried since it simultaneously increases violent tendencies while suppressing moral consciousness. It creates what she calls a mindless killing machine."

"What is this record she's talking about?" Command beaker wants to know. "Is it on something like a psychic Internet the she's connected to? Is it even remotely reliable or just stuff she makes up in her head?"

Melanie answers. "She says it's most often referred to as the Akashic records, which she says is a record of every event in the many universes including every thought, every experience, every feeling, in other words everything. She also says that it is located within the mind of the One Infinite Creator which I assume is the mind of God."

"Ah. Another great mind blowing concept that I can't put in my report. I dare not even write it down." Commander Beaker says. "My superiors I'm quite sure would not want me accessing the mind of God."

Thoughts That Kill

"How did they react to our proposal to test their mind control skills on animals?" Commander beaker asks.

"Well, Roxana almost threw up at the mention of doing anything with or to animals." Melanie says. "Helana went on to explain that our idea of using their thought influences as a weapon were ill conceived."

"Helana explained that their skill involves placing suggestions into the targets consciousness, sort of like a hypnotic suggestion. It only works, however, within the conscious awareness and certain areas in the sub-conscious. In other words they froze those guys by making them believe they were frozen, not by actually controlling their muscles."

"What about when Helana took control of Margaret's body. That was direct control wasn't it?" the Commander asks.

"Yes, but Margaret was in a catatonic state, an empty vessel. So it was easy for her to jump in, and would have been easy for any other entity with those skills, such as a demon, an angel, an ET, etc. to do the same thing. It would have been almost impossible if Margaret was awake." Melanie explains.

"So what about stopping someones heart. Wasn't there a movie about doing that to goats?" Beaker asks.

"I wouldn't trust the Hollywood version of that story, or any other version for that matter. I asked the girls about that and they said that's not influencing, since the cardiac system is autonomous, it has it's own little cardiac mind all by itself. That level of control requires psychokinesis, a skill they have yet to master." Melanie explains.

"Are we going to start training them in psychokinesis?" Commander beaker asks.

"Nope. Not now." Melanie explains. "Once I mentioned the training they immediately detected the desire to train them as a weapon, which they're dead set against. So any attempt on our part to train that skill will be rejected. We might, however, like in the weapons training, allow psychokinesis skills to emerge on their own as a consequence of the exercise."

Commander Beaker sighs "I totally respect the girls moral compass, but it make them damn hard to work with."

"How is the deprogramming going? Are the girls as damaged as Margaret due to their mind meld?" Beaker asks.

"It's going surprisingly well. The mind meld, although it sacrificed the girls sexual innocence, it seems to have diluted the experience across all five girls, making it much easier to treat. Although their sacrifice was extraordinarily expensive, in terms of their sexual development, it has saved Margaret's life. Deprogramming Margaret without diluting the experience would have been almost impossible. So they did a good thing, but I still cry at night for what it cost them to do that." Melanie says, tearing up a bit.

"Early sexual experience due to sexual abuse and child rape is extremely common. Are there not tried and true treatments for that, so that they can live normal sexual lives?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Yes, there are. One consequence of the mind meld, the diluting effect, is also helpful for treating the girls. It's a shared experience, not something that happened to one person all alone in a dark alley. So the primary damage done by the experience, the fear that leads to PTSD, is diluted among 5 different personalities, each with different tools for dealing with the memory of it.

"What other effects of the meld have you noticed?" Beaker asks.

"There are many. One is the effect upon Margaret. She's picking up the skills the girls have developed for almost a year now, in just a few weeks. Another thing I've noticed is that they don't deliberately telecommunicate anymore by sending words back and forth, at least not as much. Many times they just know what the others are thinking without any deliberate communication. They are more and more becoming one person, a collective mind. I've noticed them finishing each others sentences and sometimes speaking in unison."

"Wow! This is unprecedented." Commander Beaker says.

"Not really." Melanie says. "Elderly people who have lived together for 50 or 60 years do the same thing. There are some scientific hypotheses that propose that these are natural skills, that once upon a time humans were, as some believe dogs, cats, and horses are today, a collective mind."

"With humans, however, I would guess that a collective mind would soon disintegrate due to one aspect of human sexuality - sexual jealousy." Melanie says.

"I guess you're right about that." Commander Beaker says. "Countless assaults and even murder around the world are because of sexual jealousy. Even wars."

"Yes, and I worry about the girls, as they finish puberty and enter the world of sexual beings, I'm afraid that sexual jealousy may be more problematic than their exposure to the sexual assault on Margaret. If one of them has the desire for another's lover, even if they don't plan to do anything about it, the other girl will know, instantly. I don't know how they would process that. The other thing I worry about is that their collective mind may predispose them to becoming lesbian, having relations with each other instead of with boyfriends and husbands. Although the girls are all fundamentally heterosexual, a relationship with men may be too problematic, leaving their only sexual outlet a sexual relationship with each other. Lesbian relationships are especially vulnerable to sexual jealousy and it can become violent."

"We will have to tread those waters carefully as they mature." Beaker says. "How did their parents react to the information about their exposure? How was that presented?" Commander beaker wants to know.

"The actual events have the highest level of secrecy, so I couldn't tell them much." Melanie explains. "It was presented as that the girls met and bonded with Margaret who was here as part of a recruitment team. Due the the bonding, their developing friendship, Margaret felt comfortable in revealing her experiences and she did so in very graphic detail, giving the girls way too much information for kids their age. Due to the criminal nature of what happened to her, and the need for her to reach out for help, Aileen decided to do a blending to see more of what actually happened, and to help Melanie deal with it. This is consistent with Aileen's previous behavior, and I think the parents bought that story. So they're OK with treatment for their exposure to highly graphic sexual information."

"So who really suggested the meld, Ella? She seems to be their crew chief." Beaker suggests.

"No, it was actually Aileen, but the other girls went along with it." Melanie says.

"So they used the blending as an intelligence tool. Wow! Just jump into someones memories and experience it all for yourself. Is this a skill we could use for intelligence gathering, an enhanced form of mind reading?"

"No! Absolutely not! According to Helana, the blending is intensely intimate, the equivalent of having sex with the target. There is no way I would allow them to be used that way, nor would they allow themselves to be used that way either."

"Ok. All these remarkable tools, just barely out of reach. I'm leaving that part out of the report, or my superiors will get all excited about it and try to exploit the girls. Protecting them is becoming harder and harder every day." Commander Beaker says with a tone of frustration.

It's Only Fair

"Good morning girls. Welcome Margaret. So glad that you agreed to be part of this group of extraordinary young women." Commander Beaker says as he starts a staff meeting with the girls.

"I'm eternally thankful for these girls." Margaret says. "They saved my life, literally. I can think my own thoughts now for the first time in a decade. I don't have the programming building walls in my mind, keeping me confused and just following orders."

"She's family now." Ella says. "We love her so so much, you just don't know how much we love her."

"According to Melanie's reports all of you are doing excellent in your training, you weapons training, world politics, world religion, economics, science and technology, and more. Your marks are beyond excellent, better even than students twice your age. You're amazing."

"We've learned how to borrow thoughts from each other, and Helana can read the record pretty good, and we're learning. So it's brain power times five." Roxana says, proud of their accomplishments.

"Melanie says your also doing well controlling you skills, keeping your weapon on safety so to speak." Commander Beaker says.

"Yes. We're learning mindfulness, so that we act proactively, thoughtfully, instead of just reacting and doing something stupid." Aileen says proudly.

"Ok. Since you all are doing so well we would like to setup some workshops, so that in addition to just learning, you will also be teaching others how to do some of the things that you do. You have trained Margaret in a very short period of time and we would like to expand that to other gifted students. Your skills as a teacher would be extremely valuable. We would also like to, as part of your training, include you in certain special operations, like we did in Cincinnati."

"Hmmm. I think not" Ella says. "We enjoy the training, it's just another classroom, and we're students. But we're not ready to teach. Maybe in a few years we can do some of that. As far as being an asset for special operations we have a problem we need to discuss first."

"Margaret needs clothes." Helana says.

"Oh, it's more than that." Aileen says.

"Let me explain." Margaret says. "The girls were visiting me in my room at the safe house, and I was sad. They could tell and wanted to know why. We figured it out together. I was sad because I feel trapped in my little room. You guys in the Navy give me a uniform to wear, and there is food in the house, and cable TV and music, and that's all great. But I'm 24 years old. I want to go shopping and buy my own clothes. I want to get a drivers license and get a car. I want my own place, not some stupid little room in a safe house. I don't want this intelligence business to by my life, I want it to be my job, and my life to be separate from that. To do that, I need a paycheck."

"When you go off medical leave you will start getting your pay from the Navy, just like all the other sailors." Commander beaker says.

"That's not enough." Ella says. "You just said how extremely valuable our services are, better than anything you've seen before. So Margaret should get top dollar, like what you get, and what your agents get, and what Melanie gets."

"Well, the Navy has strict pay levels for each rank. I don't think we can change that."

"Commander, sir. We know stuff, that is why you like us." Roxana says. "Did you know that the military spends several times more each year than the entire military budget? Do you know where that money comes from? We do, and some of it isn't good. Most of what the military spends, including the Navy, come from off the book expenditures, under the table stuff that nobody knows about. So you can pay a lot more, and you should. Margaret deserves it. She especially deserves it given what has happed to her, the abuse she has suffered."

"I agree that she deserves it, but I'm not privy to the off the books money. I've always gone through official channels. I don't know how to do it any other way." Commander Beaker says.

"We can show you how." Ella says.

"I don't know girls. This stuff scares me. I know there are people in the military that shuffle around hundreds of billions of dollars, most of it in secret. But I'm not one of them. This makes me very nervous."

"We want to get paid too." Aileen says. "It's one thing to be a student and get training for free. It's a whole different thing to be used as an asset, basically working for you, for free. It's only fair that if we're working for you that we should get paid for our efforts. That's what my dad says, and he's a lawyer."

"I guess we can setup some sort of allowance for you girls, so you can have some spending money for your efforts. How much are you talking about?" Commander Beaker asks.

"How much do your agents make?" Ella asks.

"A typical FBI agent makes about $50 thousand a year, depending on their years of service." Commander Beaker says.

"Please understand sir, that when we ask you a question, we probably already know the answer." Aileen says. "These agents are not FBI. They're special operation agents with very advanced training. Their annual salary is in the 6 figures. I think we're as valuable to your project as they are, maybe even more. So think 6 figures. You can put most of it in a trust fund and give us an allowance, that is fine, but we need to start getting paid for the work we do for you."

"Six figures? I can't. Please girls, there is just no way I can do that. It isn't in my power to do that." Commander Beaker says.

"Ok. That's fine. We understand." Ella says. "But please try to figure something out. Until then, we quit."

As the girls file out of the meeting room, Commander Beaker stands in stunned silence, staring at the floor."

In The Drivers Seat

"Melanie, please say something that will save me. I see my career swirling round the drain about now." Commander Beaker says. "Is there any way to legally compel them to work for us? Top brass isn't concerned about saving the world of the future, they just want results today in all their stupid little projects. It's the only thing that has saved the project thus far. If the girls quit, we're done, finished, career over, put out to pasture and left to die."

"Ha ha. Don't be so dramatic. You're sounding like one of the girls now." Melanie says. "Yes there are ways to compel citizens to perform public functions, such as jury duty, or the military draft. But don't try that with these girls. Their skills give them knowledge that would foil any attempt to compel them short of abducting them, and that probably wouldn't work either. They're in the drivers seat, and they know it."

"The selfish little brats!" Commander beaker says. "Ok, I apologize before you say anything, but that's what it feels like, the extortion of about half a million a year from some teenage punks."

"How much is your discretionary budget?" Melanie asks.

"It's about $50K. I would have to up that times 10. I could say it's necessary, and I can't tell you why, or the project is canceled. That would give some incentive to about half the brass. The other half would be happy to just cancel the project. I'm not sure I can do this."

"Then use the assets you have. Ella promised to show you how. Use them to read the brass. I'm sure they could dig up something that would encourage all of them to cough up the funding." Melanie suggests.

"You mean blackmail?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Precisely!" Melanie says.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 6
Patricia

Top Brass

All the girls, except Helana, have been to Washington DC before. Helana is excited to see a new place. This is a work trip, though, so not much time for sightseeing.

Commander Beaker has explained that this is one of those meetings that didn't really happen. Very top secret. Five members of Navy top brass are in a hotel room in their civilian clothes. That many uniforms at one place would cause too many questions to be asked. The hotel was scanned to make sure it is secure.

The brass are excited to meet the girls as they have become somewhat famous, or rather infamous, due to recent interaction with the Air Force.

Commander Beaker introduces the girls to the brass, and the brass to the girls, although a few of them he's meeting for the first time. The girls divide up and each girl sits with one of the brass to start individual meetings. Ella gets the old one with the white hair.

"So you're Ella. I'm so glad to meet you." The Admiral says sitting down with Ella. "You're just as pretty as we were told."

"Happy to meet you too, Paul." Ella says. "And how is Ruth, your wife. She's so very pretty. And your grand-daughter, Malinda, isn't she about to have a baby?"

"Wow. You must have researched me. I didn't know there was that much about me on the Internet." The Admiral says.

"Actually I didn't know anything about you at all, until we sat down here. That's what we're here to discuss, our ability to know things. We can find out almost anything that we look for. Commander Beaker is here to ask for more funding for our project. It has grown much bigger than expected. I'm here to help you find that funding."

"Really? You know how to find funding? You really are a million dollar baby if that's true." The Admiral says with a suspicious laugh.

"Remember project Cricket, and project Epsilon, and project Hard Target? Those are all programs you canceled, are they not." Ella says.

"I don't recall those projects." The Admiral says with a stoic look.

"Umm. Yes, sir, you do recall. But what you don't know is that when you canceled those projects, they went dark, and they're still active. The contractors are still pulling funds, 50 to 100 million a month, and have done so for years. I'm writing down on this piece of paper the secret codes they use to access the funding accounts. Since they're officially canceled projects I'm sure you would be justified to recover that funding for your active projects, including ours. Isn't that true?"

"Let me see that paper." The Admiral says, getting up and walking away to make a phone call.

As the meeting ends the five girls and five top brass have recovered over $150 billion in under the table funding. Commander Beakers discretionary account is now virtually unlimited. They all leave happy, but afraid of what is yet to come. Much has been revealed that was thought to be dark secrets, forbidden knowledge. The girls have impressed the brass, and terrified them.

Off The Rails

Commander Beaker and Melanie debrief the girls to gather all the information on their interaction with the top brass. The information is committed to memory, being too sensitive to put on paper or record.

"Ok. We got funded. That's good. But here's the hard part." Commander Beaker explains. "Now that the top brass has met you and seen your skills they're going to want to use you for a thousand different little projects, most of them political in nature, spying on political rivals, etc. They'll use every method possible to exploit your skills, to compel you to work for them. They'll use you up, and when you're no longer useful, they'll dispose of you somehow, or lock you away somewhere, because they fear you. Our friends and benefactors are also our adversaries. Welcome to the world of military intelligence."

"We're not spies. That isn't going to happen." Ella says.

Commander Beaker goes on "I don't know a kind way to say this, but they're going to make you be a spy, or kill you. We have to develop a strategy to meet some of their needs for intelligence without totally going off the rails with the intended purpose of our program, which is to mitigate the upcoming world catastrophe that can totally wipe out humanity. These guys in high positions in the military, in government, and industry are very short sited. They can't see the bigger picture. Most don't even believe that our predictions of upcoming catastrophe are even true. They believe it's just what they call 'fear porn' which is something they use to justify funding. That's what they do so they think that's what we're doing. It's all about the money.

Margaret raises her hand to speak. "I don't think we have to worry too much about all that. It's more than about the money, it's about their secrets too. All of these guys are seriously compromised having engaged in many activities that are both immoral and highly illegal, even treason. We have the knowledge of their sins, and as long as they know that, and I think by now they do, they'll not come against us. We simply have to let them see a few specifics of what we know and our promise not to tell. We need to set up a dead man switch, something that as long as we're alive and healthy and on point with our project everything is fine. But if any one of us is harmed, or killed, then there will be an explosion of information that will wipe out the top brass. This is a tough game, and we have to play it that way."

"Damn, I hate playing it that way. It's not my style and it scares me." Commander Beaker says with a pained look on his face. "But I guess we have to do it. I can't think of another way to protect you girls. It also will encourage the leadership to protect you as well. They'll fear that explosion of information to occur even if you're harmed by outside forces."

Patricia

"Ok. Let's get to the airport and get home. We've done our business here and it's time to get back on task." Commander Beaker says.

"We have to go one more place while we're here." Roxana says. "Tell them Ella."

"What's this about?" the Commander wants to know.

Ella explains "When I read Paul, Admiral Paul, I saw something that almost made me cry. He has a daughter. She's different, looks sort of strange, but yet is absolutely beautiful. He keeps her locked away in the house. She can only go out in winter time wearing heavy clothing, a hoodie, and sunglasses, like some rock star trying to hide in public. We need to go see her. We need to save her."

"There are several billion people on the planet that need saving." Commander Beaker says. "We can't go around saving all of them."

"This one is special. You will see when we meet her." Aileen says.

The Admiral is surprised by Commander Beaker and his entourage, five girls and several security agents at his front door.

"What's this about?" the Admiral asks.

"We need to see Patricia." Ella says.

"I don't know who you mean?" Admiral Paul says.

"Let's not play silly games. You know we know. We need to see her. Please." Ella says.

"Commander Beaker. This is highly irregular. What's the meaning of this? You need to get off my property now, or I will have you removed."

"If you don't want the whole world to know about Patricia, we better go inside and talk." Commander Beaker says. "When these girls get their mind set on something all the stripes and bars on our uniforms become meaningless. Let us in, please, so we can get this resolved."

"This is about the love that you have for your daughter. You have nothing to fear." Helana says.

Sitting on the couches in the Admirals living room Ella says. "Do you want me to tell the story, or will you. You have nothing to fear. We're not here to harm her. We're here to help her."

The Admiral, with tears in his eyes begins to tell the tale.

"Eighteen years ago my wife became pregnant, an unusual event since she was fifty years old. We were both excited as this would be our first child together. I have another daughter from a previous marriage. At the time we were working on projects relating to off world visitors, and the work was intense, and very secret. During the first trimester the baby disappeared. We were devastated. The doctors said it appears to have been a false pregnancy, since there was no evidence of her ever being pregnant. But there was evidence. Early sonograms definitely revealed something alive in her womb."

"After giving it some thought I decided that the off world creatures must have had something to do with it. For over a decade I searched everything I could find about abductions and taking babies from pregnant mothers. Finally, with the help of some contactees, I found her, then 12 years old. She was with a group of hybrids being tested for integration, to see if they could be blended with the current population. Patricia was failing. Her appearance and her behavior was too different, too alien. She was scheduled to be terminated. When they don't pass the tests, they kill them. I couldn't let that happen, so with some help from my friends, I stole her. She has been with me ever since. But because she's different she doesn't get out much. She mainly lives here with us and just goes out when we can disguise her."

"So she's a hybrid?" Commander Beaker asks. "So part of her DNA is alien?"

"No. That isn't how it usually works." Helana answers for the Admiral. "The humanoid genome is extremely stable, for millions of years, across several galaxies. It is stable because it is highly adaptive. But it doesn't adapt just by little changes in the DNA coding. It adapts though genetic expression, sometimes called epigenetic expression. So if you were to test her DNA it would be completely humanoid. There are some subtle differences in Earth human DNA from those of other planets that make it unique, but it's a very slight variation. It is still based quite closely to the core humanoid matrix that started it all, billions of years ago."

"Yes." The Admiral says. "The child is definitely mine and my wifes. What the off world creatures did was adjust the genetic expression. There was no need to add alien DNA to the human genome, since it's already alien DNA to start with. Just like turning knobs on the stove to make it hotter or cooler, a genes expression can be turned up, turned down, turned on or off, if you know how. So if a being needs to be on a planet where they need larger eyes, no ears, tall and thin with gray skin, and no hair, that's possible just by adjusting the expression. They're just as human as we are, they just look totally different. Intelligence and behavior are also a genetic expressions that can be adjusted to adapt to different environments."

"The off world creatures, however, are not experts at this adjustment. They can't tweak the individual genes one at a time to the desired level. They take a ham-handed approach and just blast the DNA with focused radiation that makes all sorts of random changes in addition to the ones they desire. Then they take the finished products, our baby for instance, and test them to see how it all worked out. If the results are not satisfactory, they destroy the child. They treat the children like a cattle breeding program."

"That's despicable." the Commander says. "Why are they making these hybrids, these adjusted humans?"

"That a whole story by itself." Helana says. "Let me see if I can simplify it for you."

"Many people, like me for instance, are very aware of both their physical being and their spiritual being, not like Earth people who are aware of only their physical existence. These off world creatures, as you call them, are aware of both. In fact the majority of their population live in spiritual domains, only a few of them are also physical."

"The billions of spirit off world creatures desperately want to experience being physical for it's rich sensations and intense feelings and emotions , but the only way they know how to do that is through what they call a 'container', a humanoid body, that their spirit can embody. There are very few bodies available given the vast number of spirits that want one. So on many planets these spiritual entities blend with a developing infant, becoming one with it's indigenous unique spirit, and adopting it's body as their own. Personally I consider than an abomination, but I guess they don't feel that way."

"The problem they have been having though is that Earth bodies, with their particular epigenetic expressions, is a poor fit for their spiritual information matrix. Earth bodies have adapted in a way that's very different to the adaptation their spirits have inherited from their previous 'containers'. So their experience as Earth humans has not been pleasant, usually resulting in both physical and mental illness."

"So rather than adjust their spiritual matrix, which they could do if they were willing to raise their conscious connection to soul, they try to take the easy route and change the genetic expression of Earth humans. By creating the hybrids, integrating them into the general population, and letting them breed with normal humans, they will, over time, create many more 'containers' that are suitable to their spiritual nature. I also find this an abomination."

"So your daughter, Patricia, is a normal human child that was genetically manipulated to be more suitable as a container?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Not exactly." The Admiral explains. "It's her children, and grandchildren, that are the target of this experiment. Through several generations many of the maladaptive changes that they introduced by their adjustments will filter out and the final result, they hope, will be babies they can embody, that will look and act just like us, but be suitable for their spiritual embodiment. That's why they just throw away, destroy, those that don't pass all their tests. These initial hybrids are not the target product. Their children are the target."

"How long has this been going on?" the Commander wants to know.

"Forever." Helana answers.

"Ok. Enough talky-talk. Lets meet her. I can feel her. She's empathic like us. Let her out of her room please."

Emerging from a back room is a lovely young woman, about 18 years of age. Her eyes are a bit larger than normal, greenish blue in color. Her ears are small and her hair is thin and pure white. Her skin is white and somewhat translucent revealing the venous structure beneath. Her arms and legs are thin and delicate, her frame narrow but definitely developed as an adult female. She's different but totally gorgeous.

The girls cheer as she enters the room and rush to give her a hug and a kiss, which she readily accepts. They have been feeling each other all day, ever since Ella first discovered her.

"What the hell is going on out here?" A womans voice appears from a back room. "Patricia! What are you doing out of your room?!?"

"Ruth! Calm down. These are friends." The Admiral says.

"Mother, Father, please come sit, and meet my new friends."

"Paul, there better be a good explanation for this!" Ruth says.

"Mother, please. You have always said that you wish you could be the family that I deserve, that we were not so different. I have found that family. These young women are my family, they understand my differences, and from the very instant that we knew of each others existence, we have loved each other."

"What? You think you are going with these people? OH NO! Oh God NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!. If you leave here they'll find you and kill you!" Ruth says, screaming, tears in her eyes.

Patricia places her hand on her mothers forehead and says "Calm, my dear mother. Calm. It's time. My time has come that I must go and be the person I was born to be. Do not worry about my life, or my death. That will come as it will come, but not for a very long time. Calm. Calm. Help me pack my things and I must go. Calm. No tears. No need for tears."

Ruth, obviously under some mind control to calm her emotions, helps Patricia pack her belongings. The girls and the agents bring her things to the van. Patricia exits the house in a long sleeve hoodie and sunglasses, not so much to hide her appearance, but to protect herself from the sun, since she's an albino.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 7
Being Human

It's All Fading Away

"Happy September, girls. How is 10th grade going?" Melanie asks.

"School is Ok, I guess. It's sort of dumb, but we got all our classes that we picked, so that's good. We're doing most of it online so we can study and eat pizza at the same time." Ella says.

"My school started last month." Patricia says. "It's so much fun, and I'm making friends too."

"Be careful with some of those 'friends'." Aileen says. "You need to be careful, not so up-front when talking to boys. They'll think you're easy and take advantage of you."

"I only talk to the nice boys, you know, I can tell, even before I meet them." Patricia replies. "I'm more likely to take advantage of them." Patricia giggles.

"Melanie, I think we need to have a serious facts of life conversation with this girl, before she gets herself in trouble." Ella says.

"Point taken." Melanie says. "I will have some guidance sessions with Patricia, since her freedom is still new to her."

"I have your grades from 9th grade and summer school. Your grades are excellent, top of the class. I'm so proud of you girls. You too Patricia. Your first quarter report from the Community College is excellent. 9 months in a row with no significant drama. Things are going well with our program." Melanie says.

"We need to talk about night school." Helana says, with a frown.

"How so?" Melanie asks. "Are you girls having problems with night school?"

"It's weird." Roxana says. "It's all fading away. We haven't gone to night school in weeks, not that we can remember. And the last time we were there, we were like looking at it from a distance, a lot of little kids were there, but we were far away."

"Yeah." Aileen says. "And when we wake up, it's like it was just a dream, it fades away, and we can't remember it after a few minutes. We haven't been processing any latent downloads either. So basically we didn't go to night school at all."

"It's more than that." Ella says. "When we try to read the records, it's hard. It used to just pop in our head and we knew stuff, now we have to really concentrate, and what we get - it isn't accurate. It's like we made it up instead of got it from the record. It's very frustrating. Everything is fading away. Are we loosing our gifts?"

"Our telepathy seems to be working still. That's good. I would go crazy if I can't hear my sisters" Ella says.

Melanie pauses and then asks "You said the last time you remember being at night school there were a bunch of little kids there and you were far away? I think I know what's going on."

"What's going on?" Ella asks.

Melanie explains. "In my experience with young children, past life and extra dimensional memories tend to start fading away around age 7 or 8. By the time they're young adults many don't remember anything."

"With girls, young teenage girls, paranormal and psychokinetic episodes tend to peak in the middle teen years, and then fade away as they get older. I think you girls are growing past this phase in your life. Your ability to connect with the paranormal is fading. This is normal."

"You're growing up and growing up means connecting to the things, the resources, that will support you as an adult. I don't think all your paranormal gifts will totally go away, but your focus will more and more be on becoming the adults you're destined to become. You're going to be 15 years old this month and it's time to look forward to becoming young adults, and leave this period of your life behind."

"What are psychokinetic episodes?" Roxana wants to know.

"Psychokinetic episodes are things like Poltergeist activity, when stuff in the house jumps off shelves or there is knocking in the walls. Stuff like that." Melanie explains.

"So how do we hold on to our gifts? I don't want to forget." Helana says, tears in her eyes.

"I suspect that you will have to do it the same way as the rest of us." Melanie explains. "Start spending time each day in quiet meditation. Spend time in prayer. Seek the guidance from your spirit guides, even if you can no longer see them or hear them. This practice will keep you connected to your spiritual side. Regardless the spiritual history you may have, right now you're a human being, so now you need to be human."

"Beware the distractions in life, falling in love, spending money, being popular. Your gifts have made you wealthy, be careful with that, it's a dangerous distraction. Be humble with your wealth."

"So is Commander Beaker going to fire us if our gifts fade away?" Aileen asks.

"Certainly not." Melanie says. "I think he will be relieved, the power of your gifts were scaring him. Your value to the project will be enhanced by these changes, not diminished. Now we can focus on making you the influencer's that will be necessary to make this project a success."

"Ok. So focus on school, meditate and pray every day, and all is good?" Roxana asks.

"Exactly! I think that's the best way forward, and I think you will find many exciting things in your life as the future plays out. You're not really loosing anything, your gaining everything." Melanie says with a grin.

"If our readings are not accurate, or just made up, then what good are we?" Helana asks.

"There are techniques we can teach you to validate your readings. Some of your readings will be inaccurate, but you can weed those out. Our remote viewers for example, most of their readings don't validate, but the few that do validate have proved to be very valuable." Melanie explains.

"We've already started some validation techniques. Instead of working independently on different tasks, we all work on the same task. That way if one or two of us are just imagining nonsense it gets filtered out right then." Ella says.

"That's great. Working as a team is very important." Melanie says. "Enough for today girls, get home and get some supper and get some rest."

"It's Ella`s turn to cook." Roxana says.

"Screw that!" Ella says. "I'm ordering pizza delivery."

"Hmmm, not a good idea, Ella" Roxana says. "You and Helana are up two dress sizes since last school year. Maybe pizza isn't what we need."

"Well, at least we have some curves, Roxana." Ella says with a smile.

Lost Crystal

"What's up with the girls?" Mr Danvers asks. "All five of them are sitting all Zen like on the living room floor."

"they're learning to meditate. Melanie suggested they learn to meditate. I think it's a good thing. they're quiet when they meditate and aren't asking me to make snacks for them all the time." Mrs Danvers says.

"Oh. Ok then. Let me know when they're done meditating. I need to talk to Aileen. I'll be upstairs."

"Dad." Aileen shouts from the living room. "Come here."

"You must have heard me?" Dad asks.

"No, we all felt that you needed us. What's up?" Aileen asks.

"Yes. I do need to ask a question. Do you know a boy by the name of Billy Mitchell?" Dad asks

"Yeah, he's a boy at school. Is he in trouble again?" Aileen replies.

"No he's not in trouble. But his friend may be in trouble. He came to the office today, asking about you, Aileen. He says his friends name is Crystal, and that she's your friend too. She didn't show up for school, and he checked at the group home where she lives, and she hasn't been there for months. We filed a missing persons report today since the house mom neglected to do that. He said 'Ask Aileen. She can find her.' Who is Crystal and Why does he think you can find her?"

"Crystal is a girl at our school. She's the reason we were on Jackson street that day. By myself I can't find anything." Aileen responds. "But together with my sisters there isn't anything we can't find. We'll meditate on it. Come back in about half an hour, and order some pizza, the big ones."

Lock Down

"The pizza is here." Mom shouts "Should we wake up the girls from their meditation?"

"No. Just put it in the dining room. The smell of the pizza will break the spell." Dad says.

"There's a lot of pizza here. I'm taking one of these upstairs. I'll be in the bedroom." Mom says.

As the girls fight over the last piece of pizza Dad asks "Well, did you see anything? Do you know where Crystal is?"

"We don't know where, but we think we know why." Ella says.

"This is such a strange story. I don't get what it's all about. I'm still new to this stuff." Patricia says.

"Let me explain it this way." Margaret says. "Crystal is in 'Lock Down'. That means she's at her boyfriends house and he's scared that if she goes outside she will cheat on him, so he keeps her locked in the house. When he goes to work he has friends that watch the house so she doesn't escape."

"Do the boyfriends parents allow this to happen in their house?" Dad asks with a concerned look.

"No. The boyfriend has his own house. He's older, about twice Crystals age." Margaret explains.

"So Crystal is Aileen's age and this guy is almost thirty? There are several serious felonies going on here. I really need to know where she is so we can go save her. And that older man needs to be in jail."

"Things don't work that way in that part of town Dad." Aileen explains. "Lock down is pretty common over there. Crystal doesn't feel like a prisoner. She's where she wants to be. She's totally in love with this guy."

"She's more in love with the power." Ella says.

"Yes. The power." Margaret says. "Crystal is an early developer. She's 14 but she can easily pass for 25."

"As long as she doesn't open her mouth, that would give it away." Roxana says.

"And she's gorgeous, like one of the most beautiful girls I know." Aileen says.

"Her beauty and her developing sexuality is her power. She's intoxicated with this power." Margaret explains. "When she met her boyfriend he was with his wife, a woman in her thirties. She took this guy away from his wife, a woman that reminded her of her mother, and the house mother. The power that she has over other women, older women, is what she's in love with. It's intoxicating. She's addicted to this power that she has over other women."

"So even if we found her and took her out of there, she would run back to it." Ella says.

"So this little girl is ruining her life and we're supposed to just ignore that and let it happen?" Dad asks.

"Her life isn't ruined." Helana says. "She will soon forget this guy. Then there will be several other guys just like him, and a few babies will be born. But as she gets older she will get her GED, go to community college, probably become a nurse or a guidance counselor for young girls. This experience is setting the groundwork for the person she's destined to become."

"If she lives, that is." Dad says. "In my work as a prosecutor I've seen many cases where the girl dies, or is so damaged by drugs and alcohol, abuse and assault, that her mind is destroyed and she lives the rest of her short life pushing a shopping cart around town and sleeping in alleys or under a bridge somewhere. What's happening here is illegal and it needs to be stopped. You need to find out where she is."

"Dad, there are dozens of girls just like her right here in our little town. Thousands of girls just like her in our State, millions like her in this country, hundreds of millions like her in this world." Aileen says. "Are we to save them all? Your laws and your court rooms don't have solutions for girls like Crystal. This has to work itself out naturally, as it has done a bazillion times before, and very few of these girls die or get destroyed. I know Crystal. She's a fighter, a survivor. She'll make it through."

"I can't believe you girls are going to just let this pass without trying to help her. What happened to the "Save The World" mentality you guys had last year?" Dad asks.

"Part of that's my fault." Margaret says. "When your girls blended with me and experienced the abuse that I suffered, they saw the dark side, the evil that exists, the darkness that's part of life on planet Earth. As a result your girls take a more pragmatic approach to life, understanding that fighting the darkness is a never ending battle that you'll eventually lose. Don't worry, we're not abandoning Crystal. She's our friend and we will always be a resource for her. But she has to work this out on her own. Any interference from us would only make matters worse."

"Well, thanks for the information, but understand, I can't let this go. She's been designated a runaway. If she's caught she will probably go to Juvi until arrangements can be made for a different group home with more security. The group home she was at is under investigation, so she probably can't go back there. If I find out who that older man is, he's going to jail, I promise you that." Dad says.

"Dad. I know you have to do what you believe you have to do, but it's just going to make it worse. And if you find her, please don't adopt her. You have a habit of doing that. And most of all, don't be disappointed when what you do doesn't help. You don't understand that part of town, where girls like Crystal grow up." Aileen says.

"It's time for bed girls." Mom says coming down the stairs. "If Margaret and Patricia are staying I'll pull out the couch bed for them."

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 8
Broken Heart

This is the 30^th episode in a series of episodes about 3 young girls who manage to adopt an inter-dimensional entity.

In this episode Helana experiences her first real heart break. She looses her first love, her secret love, the love of her life. He was killed in a motorcycle accident that none believe was really an accident. The girls rally around Helana to help her deal with her grief.

Night Flight

Ella is sitting at her study desk when she hears the the sound of someone running down the hall and dashing down the stairs. Suddenly a cold chill runs up her spine. "Helana! Something's wrong with my Helana!" Ella hurriedly puts on her shoes and dashes down the stairs to goes outside where Helana is standing by the street, talking on her phone. Aileen joins Ella as they run across the yard to see what's going on with Helana.

"I have to get to the hospital. He's hurt. I have to go." Helana says.

"Who's hurt?" Aileen asks.

"Bobby Miller is hurt. He's dying. I have to be there. I have to go. I have to go to the hospital." Helana says, mumbling her words like she's in a trance or something.

"How do you know that?" Aileen asks.

"That's a silly question, Aileen." Ella says. "You know how she knows."

Mr and Mrs Danvers join them by the street to see what's happening. A government car pulls up to the curb. Commander Beaker is driving, Melanie is with him as is Patricia.

"You're all going to the hospital?" Mr Danvers asks. "I'll get the car and meet you there."

"Unfortunately the hospital is in Virginia. We're taking the jet." Commander Beaker says. "We're not sure exactly what's going on but this is obviously extremely important to our Helana, so we're all going along for support. Get in girls, you're going too."

"When are you coming back?" Mrs Danvers asks.

"In a day or two I would guess. I'll call you and let you know how it goes. If the girls need clothes or other supplies, we'll get those for them in Virginia." Commander Beaker says.

As the car speeds off Mr and Mrs Danvers stand by the street wondering what just happened.

The Hospital

"I'm sorry, it's family only. Please wait in the waiting area." The nurse says.

A woman in her 40's rushes out and grabs Helana, hugging her tightly, and crying. "These girls are family. Please let them in." The girls enter the hospital room where Billy Martin lies in a coma, plugged into wires and tubes, his face bandaged so that he's not recognizable.

A physician speaks with Commander Beaker and Melanie. "He was riding his motorcycle when he was struck from behind by a drunk driver. He lost control and slid under a passing truck where he was run over. I'm surprised he's still alive. His entire body is crushed. He has extensive brain damage. It's very unlikely he'll survive the night. He's in a deep coma and we're keeping him on life support to give time for family to say goodbye."

Helana kneels by Bobby, holding his hand, her eyes closed in what appears to be a meditative state.

"How did you know which one of us was Helana? We've never met before." Ella asks.

Bobby's Mom says "I knew the second I saw her. Bobby has talked about her incessantly. He hasn't even dated since he's been here. He said he was waiting for Helana to grow up. He sees her in his dreams. That's why I knew she would come. That's why she needs to be here. I know that she can see him, be with him, even though he's in a coma. I know he was holding on until she got here."

"Wow. I thought she had forgotten him. It's been a year." Aileen says.

"I guess their connection was stronger than I thought." Ella says. "She's been holding a place in her heart for him all this time, and so has he. I guess I misjudged him."

An hour goes by and Helana never moves from kneeling by his side, holding his hand. Patricia says "She's with him now. I can feel it."

Patricia kneels by Helana and puts her arms around her and lays her head on her shoulder. "When he leaves, she's going with him, for a little ways. I will go too and guide her back home." Patricia says as she closes her eyes and enters a meditative state. Bobby's Mom kneels by the bed holding his other hand.

Ella and Aileen suddenly feel a cold chill in the room. The monitors beep and then go silent. The nurse announces time of death at 3:15 AM.

"Do you feel that?" Aileen asks.

"Yeah. The cold. The emptiness. Helana and Patricia are gone. This hurts, bad. I hope they find their way back soon. I can't stand this pain much longer." Ella says.

An hour goes by with Patricia and Helana not moving. Hospital staff is patient allowing them all the time they need. Finally, Helana opens her eyes, as does Patricia. They're exhausted. They need help getting to a chair. Ella gets them some water.

"How long were we gone?" Patricia asks.

"About an hour." Ella says.

"Wow. We were there for a whole day. I had to drag her back here." Patricia says.

Bobby's mom approaches the nurse and says "You can take that thing on the bed now. That's not him anymore." As the staff starts unplugging all the pumps and tubes Bobby's Mom goes to Helana, kneels by her feet, holds her hand, and lays her head on her lap. Helana stares with a blank expression, like she's not really back yet.

After awhile the group is guided to a chapel where they can sit quietly and deal with the emotions of the last few hours. Helana and Bobby's Mom sit hand in hand. Suddenly Helana speaks. "Janet? That's your name right? Bobby told me that's your name."

"You spoke with him?" Janet asks.

"Yes. We talked. We talked about our destiny. We believe we were destined to be together, I was to be your daughter in law, but destiny was betrayed by the darkness. He asked me to take care of you. Although we never bonded physically, we bonded in spirit. If you will accept me, I will be your daughter, from now on." Helana says with tears streaming down her face.

Janet hugs Helana tightly and says "From the moment he first mentioned your name I knew you were my daughter, and of course I accept you. But for now, let me take care of you. You can take care of me in about 30 years."

The Hotel

"Melanie, thank you for sharing a room with us. We didn't want to be alone tonight, or rather this morning. The sun is already coming up." Ella says

"Not a problem girls. I'm always here for you." Melanie says.

"I have a question." Aileen says. "Do we know anything about the drunk driver that hit Bobby?"

"Yes. He was at the same hospital as Bobby. Commander Beaker spoke with one of the arresting officers. The driver doesn't remember anything. He remembers going home and going to bed, but nothing after that. He was surprised waking up in his car on the side of the road. My guess is that he took one of those sleeping pills that can cause sleep walking, even sleep driving."

"Could it have been mind control?" Ella asks.

"Why do you ask that?" Melanie asks.

"I was thinking about something Helana said to Janet 'destiny was betrayed by the darkness'. I know that the security detail monitors our parents and other loved ones as well as us. But here's the thing. Us girls have bonded with Helana at the most intimate level, and we had no idea that she still had feelings for Bobby. So someone, or something, that knows her better than we do, knew that they could hurt her by hurting Bobby. That scares the shit out of me."

"It scares me too." Melanie says. "Had we known about Bobby's relationship with Helana, even if it was just in dream-scape, we would have added him to the list. Helana will be staying with Janet, helping her tie up Bobby's effects, and helping with the funeral, so Janet will be added to the list. What really scares me is if this 'darkness', whatever that is, is paranormal, there isn't much we can do. Our guns can't shoot an apparition."

"Helana isn't coming home?" Aileen asks with a whimper.

"Not for a little while. Janet will be moving back home though. She was just staying here while Bobby was in officer training school." Melanie explains.

"Ok. Good. Janet can borrow Helana for a little while, but she can't have her. She's mine." Ella says.

"Mine too. Oh, and Roxana called. She's been having nightmares all night. I filled her in on what's going on. She's saying special prayers for Helana." Aileen says.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 9
Wasted Days

This is the 31^st episode in a series of episodes about 3 young girls who manage to adopt an inter-dimensional entity.

Budget Review

"Be careful Melanie, don't get too close. I'm like a viper about to strike I'm so pissed off right now." Commander Beaker says, pounding his fist on the table.

"Budget review time?" Melanie asks.

"Yes! What else!" Commander Beaker says. "Those bastards in Washington are swimming in a pool of billions of dollars that the girls found for them and they want to nit pick and micro manage the money we spend here. I thought they would be happy but it's turned into a feeding frenzy, like throwing food into a pond full of alligators, each one trying to grab as much of the money as possible."

"What are they complaining about now?" Melanie asks.

"First, the trip to Virginia." Commander Beaker says. "'Patronizing a childish love fantasy' as one put it. They don't realize how crucial it was to support Helana at a time like that. They don't get it, and they don't care. Screw all of them. The girls got them that money and I'm sure the girls can make it all go away. Damn fools. They don't know what they are dealing with. And then the girls trust fund, and their allowance. They want receipts for everything so they can complain about every sock or pair of panties they buy. Their not getting shit, I'm not releasing any financial data for the girls and if they don't like it, oh well. What are they going to do?"

"Calm down, sir. Getting all worked up like this is just going to get you ulcers, or a heart attack, and what good would that do?" Melanie says. "Like what you said, what are they going to do? They're scared of the girls so I don't think they are going to cut the funding, and even if they did, we could probably go dark like those other projects did."

"So how is Helana? How is she getting through this?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Physically she seems fine, but emotionally she has almost totally shut down. She just goes through the motions of daily life, like an organic robot. The light that was in her has gone dark. Janet is helping a lot, and she's helping Janet as well, so I think, I hope, that she will heal from this injury quickly. She's a resilient child and I expect that in the next few months she'll recover just fine."

Commander Beaker thinks for a minute and says. "Good! I want to restart the training with the girls, but I don't want to leave Helana out. Maybe some low level training that she can participate in but wouldn't stress her too much. Something kinesthetic rather than intellectual. Get the blood pumping while the mind heals. That has worked for me in my teen years dealing with a lot of the shit in my life."

"Something like backpacking across the mountains?" Melanie asks.

"Exactly! Sounds good. Lets have them do that. Get some agents to go with them." Commander Beaker says.

"I think you should go." Melanie says. "I think you need this just as much as they do. I would go but these old legs just won't carry me across a mountain any more."

Janet

"I don't know what to do with all his stuff. I don't want it here staring at me, reminding me all the time. I don't want to be one of those moms that keeps his room exactly like he left it for 40 years, as if he's coming back. What should I do with his stuff?" Janet asks Helana.

"Send it to him." Helana says.

"I wish there was a way I could do that." Janet says.

"There is. I will tell you." Helana says.

"You're serious? You said you didn't know where he is now. How are we going to send it to him?"

"It doesn't matter if I know where he is. He knows where he is, and his stuff knows where he is. If we send it, it will find him. Even if he's forgotten this place he will recognize it as his stuff."

"Is this one of those things the Commander said I have to keep secret?" Janet asks.

"No. This is a common belief among certain indigenous earth people. It's not a secret." Helana says.

"Ok. How do we send it." Janet asks.

"Well, right now the information matrix that defines what all this stuff is, is infused with extremely dense energy from this domain, this space-time dimension. So we have to release all that energy. Then the stuff will be free to go to where he is. We can do that if we burn it. As the energy is released as fire, it frees the information matrix to move to where he is." Helana explains.

"Hmmm. So some indigenous earth people running around in a loin cloth and chunking spears at pigs in the forest knows about space-time dimensions and information matrices? Really?" Janet asks.

"No. They call it something else, or don't call it anything at all. They just know that when you burn stuff it goes into the spirit world. When they see the smoke going up they think it is going to heaven."

"Well, Ok. But I don't think I can get a permit to burn it here. The city won't allow it." Janet says. "What about his TV and his stereo? Will that burn up too?

"No. You can leave that here. You said this could be my room when we get it cleaned up. I could use a TV and a stereo. I'll get the Commander to rent a truck, and get a bunch of fire wood. We will build a funeral pyre in a clearing in the woods and burn it there. I'm sure my sisters will help too." Helana says.

"Ok. That sounds like a plan. Even if it just burns up and doesn't go anywhere, at least it's out of here and won't haunt me anymore." Janet says. "What did you mean 'even if he's forgotten this place? Why would he forget us?"

"It's called living behind the veil. When I was with him for awhile, after he left here, there were some waiting for him, to take him home. They didn't say it with words but I got the feeling that he was done here, that he was not coming back, that there were other places he needed to be. When that happens a veil is brought down blocking the memories of a past life. That happens so that they can move on to whatever it is they are to be, to do, without missing those they left behind, without worrying about unfinished business." Helana explains.

"I see. I don't like that. I hope he remembers. I hope he misses us as much as we miss him." Janet says.

"I do too, but at the same time I want him to be free to be whatever he needs to be without us holding him back."

"Your sister Patricia. She said she had to drag you back here. Where you planning to go with him, to leave this life behind?" Janet asks.

"No. I was only with him for a little while. They took him and disappeared into a mist. I just sat there staring into the mist for hours and hours. I felt so lost. I know we had a destiny together and it was stolen from us. I couldn't go with him, but I didn't want to come back either. I just wanted to sit there, forever. But she put her arms around me and brought me home." Helana explains.

"Your sister Patricia, is she a medium or something like that? How does she know how to do that?" Janet asks.

"No. She's an alien hybrid. She lived most of her life on a space ship. They teach that sort of stuff there." Helana explains.

"An alien hybrid? Ok, so this is one of those secrets the Commander was talking about?" Janet asks

"Yes. It is. You can't tell anybody." Helana says.

"Oh, I won't say a word. I'm a single mother with no family and no friends and it's all because I shared the strange things that I believe. They all think I'm crazy. So I know not to talk about this stuff, and there isn't anyone in my life that would believe it anyway." Janet says.

"Other than the Navy people you're the only person who knows other than Mr Danvers, my Earth dad."

"Earth dad? OMG. You're an alien hybrid too?" Janet says.

"No, I'm an inter-dimensional from the future. I got stuck here by accident so now I have to live my life as an Earth girl. I don't mind though. I love my sisters here more than anything, and I love you too."

"Ok. My mind is blown now. I've always believed this kind of thing, and now I know. I love you too, and I'm so glad you came to my dimension. I'm not sure if I could have gotten through this alone. Thank you for being here, and being with me.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 10
Disclosure?

This is the 32^nd episode in a series of episodes about 3 young girls who manage to adopt an inter-dimensional entity.

In this episode while the rest of the crew go hiking up a mountain, Roxanna says home with Mr Danvers and participates in his UFO discussion group. Roxanna reveals way too much information to the group.

Alone Time

"Hey Roxana. I thought you guys were going to hike the mountain?" Mr Danvers asks.

"No. They left. I stayed behind. I needed a little alone time. With all the emotions surrounding the funeral I'm exhausted. I need a little break." Roxana says.

"Do you need a ride home?" Mr Danvers asks.

"A ride? I live two houses down. Can I stay here?" Roxana asks.

"Sure. No problem. I'm having a group over tonight though. You can join us if you want."

"Is it one of your UFO groups?" Roxana asks.

"Yeah, It's our Disclosure group discussion."

"You probably don't want me to join in then. I might say something that would upset someone." Roxana says.

"Someone gets upset every time anyway no matter what we say." Mr Danvers says with a laugh. "As long as you don't say anything classified you should be fine. Join us. It could be fun."

"Ok. I'll join in for a little while. Did you order pizza?"

"Of course, I'm just about to order it now." Mr Danvers says.

"Good. Get wings, bread sticks, onion rings and fried zucchini, with extra Ranch."

"Yes ma'am. I'll get the works. It still amazes me how you can eat twice as much as I do and still be so skinny."

UFO Disclosure Group

"5 percent, max." Bill Johnson says. "The other 95 percent is bull shit. Year after year Disclosure is imminent, right around the corner. All kind of 'insider' reports say it's just about to happen. Here it is, almost 2021 and nothing but the same old bull shit."

"So much if it is disinformation, delusion, or made up crap to get clicks on a podcast." Jennifer Mason says. "After decades this community still falls for the nonsense. You just have to sift through the information and pick out the few little pieces that actually make sense."

"There's a child here, Bill. Watch your language." Mary Johnson says.

"Don't worry about me." Roxana says. "I agree with Mr Johnson. It's mostly bull shit."

"How old are you sweetie." Mary Johnson asks. "Have you had any ET experiences?"

"I just turned 15, and yes I've had a lot of ET experiences." Roxana says.

"Be careful what you say, Roxana." Mr Danvers advises.

"It's OK Dad. I'm Catholic. I was even considering becoming a Nun. So I've had lots of experience with God, and Jesus, and Angels, and a few Demons. None of them are from Earth, so aren't they ET's? If the Bible is correct ET's have been among us for as long as humans have been on Earth." Roxana says.

"Yes, we all know Jesus and the Angels. But have you met them, face to face? That's the kind of Disclosure we're interested in, up close and personal." Bill Johnson says.

"Up close and personal?" Roxana says. "Well, yes. Jesus is here right now, up close and personal, even if you can't see Him. I can feel Him. Demons? I've met them up close and personal in a dream. They invaded my dreams, but Jesus chased them away. Angles? Yes. I've met an Angel up close and personal, in the flesh, wide awake. But of course, this is my private disclosure. I can't prove any of it."

"That's an important point." Jennifer Mason says. "Millions, maybe hundreds of millions of people have experienced a private disclosure, through sightings, contact, abductions, etc. Maybe that's the only disclosure we will get, one person at a time. Mass disclosure may never happen."

"For the purpose of this group we should speak of mass disclosure." Mr Danvers says. "The millions of personal disclosures, although they have similarities, are also very different. It's subjective. Everyone experiences it differently. With mass disclosure though, it would be all the same, the same story for everyone. That's what we want, mass disclosure."

"Many of the disclosure efforts have tried to put pressure on governments, and the military to disclose. That hasn't worked. It seems so obvious to me, that it isn't even our choice, to have mass disclosure." Brenda Gonzales says."It's the visitors choice. If they wanted to disclose, in mass, in public, they could do it today, or a thousand years ago. Obviously they have chosen not to do that."

"I think, as do some others, that mass disclosure did happen thousands of years ago. They walked among us. They were the gods of old. But around the time of the Renaissance, when technology began an explosive growth, they backed away. Since then they work behind the scenes, outside the mass consciousness, just revealing themselves to a select few." Jennifer Mason says.

"Just like everything else on this stupid planet, you have to follow the money." Bill Johnson says. "Who benefits from disclosure? Certainly not the visitors, Certainly not the government, or the military. It's us, the little people who would benefit, but we don't have the power, the trillions of dollars that would give us the clout to make it happen. So if we are going to get true mass disclosure, we have to make it profitable for one of these groups to do so."

"The UFO narrative with it's numerous fake disclosures, or the global warming narrative, or the opioid epidemic narrative, all these have been popularized by movies, politicized by government, and monetized by media to make certain groups and individuals rich. We need, somehow, to modify the narrative to make disclosure an imperative that makes monetization impossible without it. Unless we hit the pocket books of those feeding off the narrative, nothing will change."

"Exactly!" Mr Danvers says. "I've racked my brain, and I can't figure out a way to do that. Lets put that into our collective conscious and see what bubbles up. There has to be a solution somewhere, we just have to find it, or create it."

"Roxana, do you Catholics believe in UFO's, that they are people from other planets?" Jennifer Mason asks.

"The Vatican archive has thousands of documents and books relating to UFO's going back centuries. I don't know what the conclusions of the researchers are, but it seems to me that you have to look beyond just visitors from other planets. Alien visitors could also be spirits or ghosts, or inter-dimensional beings, or time travelers, or something we can't even imagine. Most of these don't even need space ships to get here. Or maybe they've always been here we just can't seen them. The position of the Church is that these are all God's children, as are we. Some of them are righteous, some are evil, just like us."

"Religions all around the world speak of visitors from the stars." Jennifer Mason says. "But that isn't what we want now. We need hard evidence of what's going on, right now. If we're sharing this planet with other advanced beings, we need to know who they are, why they are here. We're on the verge of becoming a space traveling species, and we need this information now. If we're to survive on this dangerous planet we need their technology. Our technology is destroying the planet and needs to be replaced with something better."

"Don't you think if that was going to happen it would have happened by now. What are they waiting for? Why don't they reveal themselves?" Mary Johnson asks. "Or is the profit narrative the correct one. They have to profit from disclosure before they will do it, or lose profits if they don't."

"The disclosure you're looking for will happen when Jesus returns." Roxana says. "When that happens most of the visitors will be sent away, the separation of the sheep and the goats. But that may not happen for a long time. It's been over 2000 years since that prophecy was revealed. It could be 2000 more, or even 20,000. Until then, I think, we're only going to get private disclosures."

"I see you've given this a lot of thought, Roxana." Brenda Gonzales says. "I'm Catholic too, so I appreciate your blending of religion into the UFO narrative, although your interpretations seem a little strange to me. But I would love to sit down with some of these visitors and have a conversation with them."

"You might find that conversation very difficult." Roxana says. "I'm a sensitive empath. A lot of people my age are. That's how I can feel Jesus when most people can't. It's how I can recognize Angels when they walk around in human form. It's also how I can feel the presence of some of the visitors. These visitors, their thoughts, are very very very different from us. Having a conversations with them is almost impossible, and that's why, I think, the disclosure you're looking for hasn't happened."

"Could you describe the difference?" Mr Danvers asks.

"I'll try." Roxana says ."Imagine a culture living on an island somewhere. Their entire existence is based on finding or growing food. They fish, they hunt, they farm, they watch the weather, they study their climate, they watch the ocean currents, they believe in water spirits, cloud spirits, and stuff like that. Their entire language is nothing more than that. They don't have words for anything else, so they don't have thoughts about anything else. So if you were to try to communicate with them, unless your talking about fishing, hunting, or farming they simply could not understand you. Any thing else is beyond their comprehension, they don't have the words to describe it."

"Many of the visitors are like that. Their life, their beliefs, their technology is so different from us that we don't have the words to even talk about it. They're beyond our comprehension. We're beyond their comprehension too, a mystery they are struggling to understand. Many of the visitors are sort of machine like, no emotions to speak of. So us highly emotional creatures are frustrating for them to understand. The disclosure you're looking for is impossible."

"But they're not all that way, are they?" Brenda Gonzales says. "Aren't some of them just like us?"

"Some of them are us." Roxana says. "Not every person you see, even in this town, was born on this planet. And there are also hybrids, humans who have had their DNA modified to make them more like the visitors, and make the visitors more like us."

"Robert! Seriously? You've been keeping this child hidden from us all these years?" Jennifer Mason asks. "How does she know all this stuff. Is she an experiencer?

"I'm as surprised as you are." Mr Danvers says. "I've known Roxana since she was born, she's one of my daughter Aileen's best friends. They've grown up together, they're like sisters. But as teenagers go, they don't tell us adults much of what's going on in their heads. I do know that Roxana has been studying a lot of esoteric materials as part of her religious studies. I didn't know she was so knowledgeable about the visitors. That's a surprise."

"Is Aileen a sensitive empath too?" Brenda Gonzales asks.

"Yes." Roxana says. "And so is Ella, and Patricia, and Margaret. We all mediate together to develop our skills."

"What's the difference between a sensitive empath and an intuitive empath?" Mary Johnson wants to know.

"A sensitive feels things, sometimes hears things or smells things, and connects with the emotions of another. An intuitive goes beyond that and intuits additional information, interprets those feelings and reads body language, stuff like that. That can be dangerous. Intuition is a form of imagination and can be inaccurate, and can also fade into channeling which can open you up to entities that are not always good. I'm comfortable as a Christian to be sensitive. I'm not comfortable using intuition. There are some good intuitives, I suppose, but you have to be very careful or you will be mislead." Roxana explains.

"Wow! You know so much about this stuff. So it's true!" Mary Johnson says. "The kids these days, these new kids, they really are different, more advanced that us old folks. I think maybe we have been looking in the wrong direction for disclosure. It's not going to happen from our idiot politicians, or the military. Disclosure is happening right here, right now, through our children."

"It's not just our children. It's supposedly also happening at various UFO hot-spots around that world. They call them vortexes." Brenda Gonzales says. "But when I look at their videos, it's just lights in the sky, some of which blink on and off, and they think it's a message to the people on the ground. To me that's not true disclosure. I want to see them land, get off, and walk around."

"Roxana, would you and your friends like to become part of our group." Bill Johnson asks. "We really need your perspective on these things. We'll buy all the pizza you can eat."

"I don't think my friends would be comfortable with that." Roxana says. "But I'll join in from time to time if I'm here when you have your meetings. Speaking of pizza, it's here. Lets all go to the dining room and eat."

Base Camp

"So Dad. What's the bonfire all about?" Jennifer Beaker wants to know.

"It's a religious ritual." Commander Beaker says. "Janet lost her son last month. He was Helana's boyfriend, her secret love. They believe that by burning his personal items it will release them from our world and the smoke will carry his belongings to heaven. So they believe that by burning it they are sending his personal items to him in heaven."

"Well, that's pretty dumb." Jennifer Beaker says. "That's why they're throwing clothes and shoes and stuff into the fire?"

"I don't really believe that stuff is really going to heaven either." Commander Beaker says. "But we need to respect their religious beliefs, and even if it just burns up it allows them to find some closure and move on. The death of a loved one, especially a child, is tragic beyond belief. We need to afford them every opportunity to heal."

"Well, Dad, when you die, don't expect me to burn your stuff." Jennifer Beaker says. "I'm selling it to the second hand store."

"They won't take his clothes at the second hand store." Chloe Beaker says. "His clothes aren't trendy enough."

The Peak

"Dang. You're so tiny Aileen. You don't keep me warm like Helana does." Ella says.

"Yeah. You guys get pretty hot when you're together." Aileen says.

"Stop it Aileen! You know we're not lovers. It's OK for girls to be intimate without being sexual." Ella says.

"I know. I'm just teasing you. Everybody already thinks we're all gay though. We don't have boyfriends, except secret ones. That's probably why they got us these two person sleeping bags. Does that bother you?"

"No. Who cares these days. They're not going to tie us to a tree and throw rocks at us like in the old days." Ella says.

"Are you jealous that Helana is sleeping with Patricia tonight?" Aileen asks.

"No. Patricia is one of us. I would be mad if she was all snuggled up with some strange girl. They bonded when Patricia went to the other side with her, so I guess I understand their connection." Ella says. "And wow! Did you see Patricia powering up the hills. She's so skinny and delicate looking but she's really powerful."

"It must be those alien genetics. She looked so silly with that big straw hat, but I guess she needs that because of the sun." Aileen says. "You know, someday we're all going to be snuggled up with husbands and probably not even in the same city. I look forward to the husband part but I'm scared of what it will do to our connection."

"I've been thinking about that too and there is something we need to start practicing." Ella says. "It's convenient to meditate together, but I don't think we need to. Helana says that the separations that we see in time and space are an illusion, that in reality we're always in a place called the here and now, inside the mind of God. So we should start practicing meditating separately, and connect to that here and now place. We should try it tonight and see if we can connect with Roxana and Margaret.

"When we meditated with Helana and Patricia, did you see much of anything there? On the other side?" Aileen asks.

"No, just an empty space with some fog. But if you think about it, what more needs to be there. It's just a jumping off point. It's like one of those bus stops in the middle of the desert. It's just a pole with a sign on it with nothing else around. It wasn't like the beach party with Helana's mom where they had water and sand and trees and stuff." Ella says.

"What do you think of the Beaker twins?" Aileen asks.

"They're nice, I guess. They're really pretty. But I couldn't connect. They're so into their jobs, and their boyfriends, and clothes and cars and stuff. When I tried to connect there's like nothing there to connect to, like robot girls. I think that's what our society does to people, turns them into robots that go to work and spend money. I hope none of us turn out that way." Ella says.

"We probably would have if it wasn't for Helana." Aileen says. "Thank God for that girl. I'm sleepy now. Commander Beaker made a ton of food and I'm stuffed. Love you."

"Love you too." Ella says, fading into a dream.

Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
Book Three

Chapter 11
Astro-Physics

This is the 33^rd episode in a series of episodes about 3 young girls who manage to adopt an inter-dimensional entity.

In this episode the girls go to college with their new sister Patricia. Melanie and Commander Beaker make arrangements to support Patricia and their other new sister Margaret.

Moon Base

"Woah! Patricia! Who are these beauties?" Dennis asks.

"These beauties are 15 years old. So put your perverted eyes back in your head and turn around and walk away. Patricia says glaring at Dennis."

"Oh. My bad. Sorry. No offense ladies." Dennis says as he turns to walk away.

"It's OK, Patricia. You don't have to protect us." Ella says. "We're getting used to that stuff now."

"Who are your guests, Patricia?" the Teacher asks.

"These are my sisters. They are in the advanced classes at the High School, and they audit classes here. I invited them to audit my class." Patricia says.

"Ok. Pick some seats in the back. Glad to have you here girls." the Teacher says. "Ok, students, open your workbooks to chapter 10, orbital intercept calculations. We're going to calculate how to get to the moon."

"Getting to the moon isn't as simple as looking up and pointing your rocket at the moon. We're standing on a rotating body traveling in a circle at about 1000 miles an hour. The moon is rotating to, even though it looks like it isn't. Most of all the moon is orbiting around the Earth, but the orbit isn't perfect. Each orbit travels a slightly different path. All that has to be taken into account."

"Wherever the moon was when you started your trip, it won't be there after traveling 3 days to get there. So you have to anticipate where the moon is going to be in three days and target your rocket there, or you'll miss the moon. You have to solve for both where and when."

"Teacher. If we could travel there in half a seconds instead of 3 days wouldn't that make the calculations easier?" a student asks.

"Patricia has her had up. What's the answer Patricia?" the Teacher says.

Patricia answers "If you travel to the moon in half a seconds, that would be super-luminal travel. That makes it a lot more difficult to calculate, because you're traveling in both space and time simultaneously. The 'now' on Earth will not be the same 'now' when you get there. So instead of calculating where the moon will be in 3 days you may have to calculate where the moon will be in 3000 years, because you would be traveling that far through time. If you make your calculation wrong you could end up half way to Andromeda in the middle of nowhere."

"So you could travel to the moon in a microsecond and look back and the Earth would be a black cinder being eaten up by a red giant sun?" a student asks.

"It depends on how you set up your pre-flight temporal vectors. You could look back and see a red hot Earth with a large accretion disk orbiting it." Patricia answers.

"I think someone has been reading too much science fiction." a student quips.

"Don't make fun. Speculation is healthy and science fiction has resulted in many modern inventions. Fiction is a mind exercise that has many positive qualities. It needs to be a reasoned speculation, though, not just nonsense. I think Patricia's speculations are very well reasoned, based on current theories." the Teacher says.

"So Patricia. Are there really bases on the far side of the moon? Speculate on that please." a student asks.

"I speculate not now, but long ago yes, and in the future yes." Patricia answers.

"Wouldn't there be ruins then? I spent hours looking at the video from Kaguya, and there is nothing on either side of the moon but moon dust and craters." a student says.

"That wasn't the moon. It was fake video. They were showing video from the big moon model at JPL." a student says.

"What about all the talk of a Secret Space Program? The military has been going to moon bases for decades." a student says.

"That's all nonsense." a student says. "When we do go to the far side of the moon and find nothing it will prove all these people talking about going there are full of it."

"That may not be true." Patricia says. "Remember our discussion about setting temporal vectors for super-luminal travel. If someone was abducted and taken on an alien ship to the far side and there was a base there, you have to know when they got there. It could be a thousand years in the future. So if we went there in a conventional rocket now, we wouldn't find anything because it hasn't been built yet. So they might not be full of it."

"Ok class. That's enough speculation for today. Get out your calculators and lets start putting in some numbers for our slow ass sub-luminal conventional rockets." the Teacher says.

"I'm recording this on my phone for Dad." Aileen says whispering to Ella. "He's gonna love this shit."

After class Ella asks "Patricia. Do you really have to calculate pre-flight temporal vectors before traveling somewhere?"

"Not any more." Patricia answers. "The modern ships are conscious and telepathic. You just think of where you want to go and the ship figures out how to get there all by itself."

"What if the ship doesn't want to go there?" Aileen asks.

"The ships are like pets, like a big fluffy dog. They want to play and going places is how they play. It's sad though when there is war. The ships think it's all a game and then they get blown up. Loosing a ship is like loosing a member of your family." Patricia answers.

"Why are such advanced civilizations still engaging in war?" Roxana asks.

"Even smart people can get caught up in the stupidity of others. If some idiot species decides to attack you, or your protectorate, you have to fight back. It's an unfortunate reality in this universe."

"Patricia. How's your diet coming along? Do you still have to eat that goop they made you eat on the ship?" Ella asks.

"My mom was introducing me to different kinds of food. And Mr Danvers gave me pizza. My system is adapting. I'm not throwing it all up anymore." Patricia answers.

"Have you ever tried Gelato?" Aileen asks.

"No. What is it?" Patricia asks.

"It's sort of like ice cream. Come with us, you're in for a treat." Ella says.

Staff Meeting

"Are you staying here for the holidays, or do you need to go home?" Commander Beaker asks Melanie. "It's been 19 months since the entity, I mean Helana, appeared. You only signed up for a visit and you've been here ever since. So if you need to go home let me know."

"These girls have become my family now, so I'll stay here. It's an honor to serve on this project. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." Melanie says.

"Good. Replacing you would be impossible at this point. But let me know if you need anything. We have some budgetary discretion. Let me know what you need and I'll make it happen."

"I appreciate that, but I'm fine, for now. But if I need a new Jaguar I'll let you know." Melanie says with a laugh.

"How are the girls?" Commander Beaker asks.

"Amazing. They're amazing. Helana is recovering from her grief at a remarkable pace. With the support of Janet and the sisters she will be fine. Janet is an excellent asset for Helana, and the other girls too. They have all started staying at her place from time to time. Janet is discrete, not a security risk at all."

"I'm very impressed with Patricia. She's integrating perfectly. She has a strong bond with the girls and she is making friends at the college. Those idiot ET's that thought she would not fit in don't know what they are talking about. She's already becoming an influencer at the college. Her knowledge of science, astro-physics especially, is very advanced. I think we need to get her into the University where there will be more resources for her."

"Don't you think that we should keep her in town longer, due to her bond with the girls." the Commander asks.

"Yeah. That would be good, but I don't want to hold her back either. The girls are working on remote meditation, especially with Margaret. So moving Patricia to the University may not be that big a deal."

"How is Margaret doing?"

"Margaret is quite a bit older than the other girls. She's more independent. They usually only connect at meditation time, and that is remote more often than not. She has a car. She's dating. I don't think they have a lot in common. Not like Patricia who is older than the girls but still a teenager."

"Ok. That all sounds good. I think we need to look into some extra classes for the girls. I know they have their own passion, science, religion, etc. But we need to look into developing skills valuable for influencing. Classes like public speaking, journalism, video production, things like that." the Commander says.

"I'll look into that. Those classes should be available at the community college. I think I can get the girls enrolled even though they are still in high school. It would be night school though. I don't know how their parents would feel about that. I'll work on it though." Melanie says.