Industrial Magic
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Are you serious?
She somehow got my cell phone number.
I didnt
I know you didnt, thats why I didnt ask. Problem is, now I have to talk to her, at least long enough to say I dont want to talk to her. When she called the house line, Jeremy would say I wasnt home, and Claywell, Clay never let her get past hello. Elena swung her legs down and twisted around to sit at the opposite end of the sofa, facing me. I hate to admit this, but Im spooked. I mean, she cant want us to be buddies, not after what she did, so what does she really want?
Honestly? She probably doesnt have an ulterior motive. I think she really wants to get to know you better, and she doesnt see any conflict between that and trying to steal your lover or convince the council to leave you for dead. I shrugged. Shes a vampire. Theyre different. What can I say?
Two words. Serious psychotherapy.
I grinned. Well go halfsies and get her a gift certificate for Christmas.
Elena was about to reply when the door opened. Savannah walked in, carrying my key card in one hand and a steaming coffee cup in the other. I was sure that whatever was in that cup, it wasnt hot chocolate, and probably wasnt even decaf, but I said nothing. I doubted Clay realized she was too young for coffee. I only hoped Elena would step in when the wine and whiskey came out.
Savannah held the door open for Clay, who walked through carrying a cardboard cup holder with three cups.
That was fast, Elena said. Too fast. Whatd you do? Run all the way there? Or drive?
It was only half a block.
Uh-huh.
Hes right, Savannah said. It was closer than Paige thought, but were just dropping off your drinks, then were going to check out the marina while you guys talk.
Elena glanced at Clay, tensed, as if waiting for him to refute this. When his mouth opened, her fingers tightened on the sofa cushion.
First, were taking your suitcase down to the car, he said to Savannah. He turned to Elena and handed her a coffee cup. When youre done here, just come and get us.
She smiled up at him. Thanks. I wont be long.
He nodded and passed me a cup.
Tea, he said, then glanced at Savannah. Right?
Chai, she said.
I took the cup with thanks, then laid it down and helped Savannah get ready.
A Fortuitous Collision of Circumstances
SAVANNAH WAS, AS SHED SAID, ALREADY PACKED, BUT I wasnt letting her go without an armful of instructions, most of which were some variation on be good or becareful.
Handing Savannah over to anyone, even to people I knew would protect her with their lives, wasnt easy for me. Elena made it easier, though, by arranging a twice-daily check-in time of eleven in the morning and eleven at night. If either of us would be busy at the designated time, wed forewarn the other, so no one would be left worrying about a call not made or not answered. Yes, it bordered on obsessive-compulsive, but neither Elena nor Clay made me feel I was overreacting, and I truly appreciated that.
I planned to walk down with Elena and see them off, so Savannah and I didnt bother with good-byes. As the door swung shut behind them, I turned to Elena.
Clays really good with Savannah, I said.
Uh-huh.
You dont think so?
She plunked down onto the sofa. No, Im just waiting for part two of that comment.
You mean the part that goes You know, hed probably make a pretty good
She held up a hand to stop me. Yep, that part.
I laughed and plunked into my chair. Any progress on that front?
Hes moved from hints disguised as jokes to outright hints. That took a year, so I figure I have another year before he insists on progressing to actual discussion. Hes being pretty good about it, though. Taking his time, getting me used to the idea before he pops the question.
He knows youre not ready.
Problem is, Im not sure Ill ever be. I want kids. I really do. I always assumed Id grow up, marry a nice guy, live in the suburbs, and raise a houseful of kids. But with Clay, well, I always thought a life with him meant giving up all of that. Even the growing up part.
Highly overrated.
I think so. She grinned and stretched her legs along the sofa. Kids, though, well, its a big step, and not just for the normal reasons. Clay knows Im not going anywhere, so it isnt a question of commitment. Its the werewolf issue. Two werewolves having a baby? Never been done. Who knows what She rubbed her hands over her arms. Well, Im just not ready, and right now, I dont have time to worry about it, not with all these recruitment problems.
I put down my Chai. Thats right. You met that new recruit this week. How did
Two raps at the door cut me off.
Guess Clays getting antsy, I said. At least he tried.
Elena shook her head. Thats far too polite a knock for Clay.
And its the wrong door, I said, following the sound. Thatd be our bodyguard.
She somehow got my cell phone number.
I didnt
I know you didnt, thats why I didnt ask. Problem is, now I have to talk to her, at least long enough to say I dont want to talk to her. When she called the house line, Jeremy would say I wasnt home, and Claywell, Clay never let her get past hello. Elena swung her legs down and twisted around to sit at the opposite end of the sofa, facing me. I hate to admit this, but Im spooked. I mean, she cant want us to be buddies, not after what she did, so what does she really want?
Honestly? She probably doesnt have an ulterior motive. I think she really wants to get to know you better, and she doesnt see any conflict between that and trying to steal your lover or convince the council to leave you for dead. I shrugged. Shes a vampire. Theyre different. What can I say?
Two words. Serious psychotherapy.
I grinned. Well go halfsies and get her a gift certificate for Christmas.
Elena was about to reply when the door opened. Savannah walked in, carrying my key card in one hand and a steaming coffee cup in the other. I was sure that whatever was in that cup, it wasnt hot chocolate, and probably wasnt even decaf, but I said nothing. I doubted Clay realized she was too young for coffee. I only hoped Elena would step in when the wine and whiskey came out.
Savannah held the door open for Clay, who walked through carrying a cardboard cup holder with three cups.
That was fast, Elena said. Too fast. Whatd you do? Run all the way there? Or drive?
It was only half a block.
Uh-huh.
Hes right, Savannah said. It was closer than Paige thought, but were just dropping off your drinks, then were going to check out the marina while you guys talk.
Elena glanced at Clay, tensed, as if waiting for him to refute this. When his mouth opened, her fingers tightened on the sofa cushion.
First, were taking your suitcase down to the car, he said to Savannah. He turned to Elena and handed her a coffee cup. When youre done here, just come and get us.
She smiled up at him. Thanks. I wont be long.
He nodded and passed me a cup.
Tea, he said, then glanced at Savannah. Right?
Chai, she said.
I took the cup with thanks, then laid it down and helped Savannah get ready.
A Fortuitous Collision of Circumstances
SAVANNAH WAS, AS SHED SAID, ALREADY PACKED, BUT I wasnt letting her go without an armful of instructions, most of which were some variation on be good or becareful.
Handing Savannah over to anyone, even to people I knew would protect her with their lives, wasnt easy for me. Elena made it easier, though, by arranging a twice-daily check-in time of eleven in the morning and eleven at night. If either of us would be busy at the designated time, wed forewarn the other, so no one would be left worrying about a call not made or not answered. Yes, it bordered on obsessive-compulsive, but neither Elena nor Clay made me feel I was overreacting, and I truly appreciated that.
I planned to walk down with Elena and see them off, so Savannah and I didnt bother with good-byes. As the door swung shut behind them, I turned to Elena.
Clays really good with Savannah, I said.
Uh-huh.
You dont think so?
She plunked down onto the sofa. No, Im just waiting for part two of that comment.
You mean the part that goes You know, hed probably make a pretty good
She held up a hand to stop me. Yep, that part.
I laughed and plunked into my chair. Any progress on that front?
Hes moved from hints disguised as jokes to outright hints. That took a year, so I figure I have another year before he insists on progressing to actual discussion. Hes being pretty good about it, though. Taking his time, getting me used to the idea before he pops the question.
He knows youre not ready.
Problem is, Im not sure Ill ever be. I want kids. I really do. I always assumed Id grow up, marry a nice guy, live in the suburbs, and raise a houseful of kids. But with Clay, well, I always thought a life with him meant giving up all of that. Even the growing up part.
Highly overrated.
I think so. She grinned and stretched her legs along the sofa. Kids, though, well, its a big step, and not just for the normal reasons. Clay knows Im not going anywhere, so it isnt a question of commitment. Its the werewolf issue. Two werewolves having a baby? Never been done. Who knows what She rubbed her hands over her arms. Well, Im just not ready, and right now, I dont have time to worry about it, not with all these recruitment problems.
I put down my Chai. Thats right. You met that new recruit this week. How did
Two raps at the door cut me off.
Guess Clays getting antsy, I said. At least he tried.
Elena shook her head. Thats far too polite a knock for Clay.
And its the wrong door, I said, following the sound. Thatd be our bodyguard.
