Takes place immediately after this scene.Caleb appears in his Cape May home, but finds nothing there to meet him. A brief stopover in Metropolis yields much the same results, but his third teleportation brings him not only to Boston, but also to what he was looking for ( Read more... )

My Personality

Neuroticism

50
Extraversion

64
Openness to Experience

60
Agreeableness

21
Conscientiousness

66
You do not experience strong, irresistible cravings and consequently do not find yourself tempted to overindulge, however you feel enraged when things do not go your way. You are sensitive about being treated fairly and feel resentful and bitter if ( Read more... )

It's not often that Caleb asks for time off, and he had thus far been spending his with Amelia, helping her to settle back into Alaska. But the time to be there for her had come and gone, and now it was time to give her some space. His first thought was of Mara, but her schedule was somewhat less accommodating than his ( Read more... )

After returning to the island with Bobo, and helping the others to cure Sand, Caleb slipped away from the group, and returned to Cape May. Sure, Sand was still powerless, but there were plenty of other mystics who could help to undo that spell. Besides, what can he offer that Dr. Fate can’t ( Read more... )

Metropolis General is an perfectly capable hospital, but for the life of him Caleb can’t figure out why his parents saw fit to stick Amelia here, of all places. When you have their kind of money, you can afford any hospital in the world. Shouldn’t his Birdie get the best doctor’s their fortune can buy? Doesn’t their only daughter deserve the ( Read more... )

This wasn’t the plan. The plan was to have a conference with Amelia’s attorney, and then do some more research into how to find lost things ( Read more... )

Amelia and I have quite some history together. She’s four years my junior, though really that’s hardly an accurate measure of anything: She always was advanced for her age, and me? Well, I’m another story altogether. Usually I’m content to just let people make assumptions about me. After all, until recently, I’ve never had much cause to be ( Read more... )

Caleb rolls onto his back, tiredly staring at the ceiling as he catches his breath.

This was exactly what he needed. And not just the nightcap - though that was nice, too - but the whole evening. It was nice to be treated like a person, and not an inconvenience. It was nice to feel like someone wanted him around ( Read more... )

Open books overlap one another on just about every open surface, with many partially consumed cups of tea interspersed among them. Even as he emerges from the bathroom, his nose is in a book. As he makes his way back to his couch, Caleb’s eyes never even leave the page until the whistling of boiling water catches his ears ( Read more... )

Thus far, it’s been a pretty good day. Everything, from the elation of waking up to the woman of his dreams, to the blissful moment when the hangover cure named after you finally goes into effect, has put just a little more spring in Caleb’s step. After getting a second one to go, Caleb teleports back to his apartment ( Read more... )