"So Johnny~wa, tell me, did you know about the lesions in your brain?" Zane asked.
John replied, his voice even changed. "No. I thought it was just pretties." John looked at his feet.
"Beeing Special is like 100 milihellens. Don't let it get to you." Zane said, smiling at John.
"But I am still messed up." John sighed.
"John, Zane will get us the cure. The smokeys are his friends." Jake said, brushing John's face.
"Well, at least things are the way they should be. The whitelighter and the 2 crims." John laughed, and highfived Zane. "I still miss the others though. Especially Kristy." He sighed.
Chris just sat there, still shaking.