As Nick and Lucas voiced their support of her, Pam felt herself relaxed, relief flooding over her. Was this what it was like, to have people back you up? to feel like they cared about you? Her parents had never supported her like this. They never believed her, never believed that her abilities were real. And ultimately, that had been their downfall. If they had listened, would they still be here?

[i]Don't go there, Pam[/i] She thought to herself, [i]that will just make you bat crap crazy[/i], She looked to Nick, to Lucas. [color=6ecff6]"Thank you"[/color] she said to them softly, hurriedly sitting back down. She didn't expect anyone else to speak up, but she knew there were several people who thought differently. 

Well, so be it. She didn't have to fight. Why would she fight? Flashes of fire, memory flashed in her mind. [i]Oh. Right. That[/i] she thought. Could they track her, even here? Could they track her, if she disappeared? Of course they could. Dd that still mean she had to fight? it was her choice, surely. 

She sighed softly, and suddenly, she just needed to be away, away from this crowd of people who seemed half hostile, half afraid. [color=6ecff6]"I need to...to get out of here"[/color] She said to Nick and Lucas, rising, nudging Lance who rose, leading her out the seated students, she didn't run from the room, but it was close. She slid out the doors, and swallowed as she leaned against the wall. Would she ever get over what had happened? Would she ever know what to do?