Night Broken
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Look, Auriele said, and I was happy to know she wasnt dead. Look at Guayota. I strained my eyes to the side until I could see the wolves fall away from the thing that had been Guayota. One of those wolves was Adam. Something inside me loosened. Adam was alive.
Guayotas dog form dissolved around the man whom Christy had known as Juan Flores.
Though there were wolves all around him, it was my eyes Guayota sought. Im so hungry, he said. Where is she? She was supposed to be here. And then there was just nothing where hed stood. Nothing. No wisp of clothing falling to the ground, no dust or ash. He was just gone.
Adam turned to look at me, and I tried to get up. But the movement sent sparkles through my vision, and I was lost in darkness.
The smell of cleaning solution woke me briefly.
broken neck blah-blah-blah. It sounded like Samuel, but there was something wrong with his voice. He sounded so sad, so I tried to listen. Maybe I could cheer him up. And the burns Im sorry, Adam
Adam said something, and I sank into his voice like it was a warm sea.
Its probably better if you talk to me and dont pay attention to all of that, said Coyote.
I was lying on a thick field of new-mown grass that smelled a lot better than the cleaning fluid had. I watched the sky where small groups of clouds chased each other like little ducks.
Mmmm, I said dreamily.
Coyote chuffed a laugh. They do have you on some strong stuff. But youll remember this anyway. Guayota isnt dead. You cant kill one of his kind unless you destroy what he represents. That need not concern youalthough I wouldnt be in a hurry to go visit the Canary Islands for a while. A few years, and hell forget. He shouldnt have worn a human-seeming for so long.
Like you did when you became Joe Old Coyote, I said.
Not at all, he told me indignantly. That cloud looks like me, dont you think?
The bigger one? I asked.
Yes, that one that looks like its about to eat an egg.
No. That ones a rabbit.
Rabbit, he said indignantly. Thats a coyote.
I laughed, but that was a mistake. My vision went black for a few minutes, then, slowly, the sky, clouds, and grass were back.
Dont do that, said Coyote. It makes it difficult to hold you here. I break things, a lot of things, but I dont want one of them to be you. So just rest here.
What about It was difficult to be worried; most of me wanted to just watch the clouds drift by.
Let me talk, Coyote said. You dont know what questions you want to ask. Unusual decision to bring Joel into the pack. You could have used the walking stick to cut the threads of Guayotas spell, and that would have done the same thing as you managed to do with the pack spell. He paused. Maybe. Maybe it would have just burned to ashes. I dont know. Itll be interesting to see what happens to the pack with a tibicena in it.
I didnt have a choice, I told him. I gave the walking stick back to Beauclaire.
Did you? said Coyote. Hmm. Anyway, Guayota, being separated from that which gave him lifethe volcanoneeded two anchors to hold him in his human-seeming and allow him his power. Two anchors who were connected to his island. Why two? Why male and female? Who knows. Doubtless there is a reason, and if you meet him again, you might ask because the answer interests me.
Never, I told him. I am never going to the Canary Islands.
There was a little silence beside me, and I realized that he was lying in the grass, too. Its supposed to be beautiful in the Canaries, he said a little wistfully. Theres this underground lake lit by torches
No, I told him.
Maybe Gary will go, Coyote said contemplatively. But in any case, when you claimed Joel, tibicena and all, it threw the magic that allowed Guayota to live away from his island out of balance, and it unraveled.
Then Joel will go back to being just human? I asked.
That depends, Coyote said.
On what? I turned my head, glimpsed his face, then my world went black again.
Why dont you just die? hissed someone in my ear.
After a moment, I realized it was Christy.
I know it was you. I know it. And now I look like a freak. Something dripped on my cheek and touched my lips with salt.
Mom, said Jesse. She sounded appalled and amused.
Shes nasty and vindictive, Christy said. Everyone thinks she farts rainbowsand look what she did to me. Im blue. She wailed the last.
Christy had used the bottle of shampoo shed left in my bathroom. I hoped the dye hadnt stained the tile, but it would be worth it if it had. There were some noises, then Jesses breath was warm on my ear.
Shes gone to get coffee, Mercy, she told me. I love her, butthe dye was inspired. She giggled. You are terrifying. I cant believe you got her while you were She cleared her throat.While you were in the hospital. She laughed again. I told her she should leave it. Id dye my hair blue again, and we could be twins. Even Auriele laughed at her expression, though she turned her head so Mom couldnt see.
There was a long, peaceful silence, and then Jesse said, I want so badly for her to be happy. But I cant make her happy. All I can do is love her. Do you think thats all right? She patted the pillow beside my head. You need to wake up pretty soon, though. Dad needs you. So do I.
The sheets were very white and scratchy and the blankets too thin. My toes were cold, and I was lying on my side. I wiggled to try to pull my feet up and get them warm.
Mercy? Adam said.
We need to get new blankets, I told him, and he laughed.
Whatever you want, sweetheart.
I took a deep breath and realized that I really was awake because it hurt. The sun was shining, the AC was on too high, and I was in a hospital bed.
Adam leaned forward and kissed me. Then I kissed him back. With interest. He laughed and rested his forehead on mine, and I felt his whole body go limp.
You are so stoned, baby, he said.
Am I fried? I asked.
What? He rolled his head a little so he could see my face.
Burned like a crispy steak, I clarified.
No. Not as bad as it could have been. He hesitated. Not as bad as it was, I think, is a better answer. The cheek scar will have a companion on your forearm, and Im afraid the shotgun-pellet scars have some company. Might be a while before you are happy about walking on your left foot, but that was just blisters, and Samuel says it should heal with no scarring.
No modeling contract, I said mournfully.
Not in your future, no, he said, and his dimple flirted with me. Youll have to make do with me.
Coyote said I was dying, I told him. And Christy wanted me to.
Coyote, eh? He gave me an odd smile. I went to grab some coffee that first night you were here, and when I got back, he was sitting on the edge of your bed. As a coyote. He rubbed his face and took a deep breath. Samuel said the first X-rays showed that youd broken your neck. He wasnt optimistic. But after Coyote had his visit, things got better. As for Christy His skin next to mine flushed, and his eyes lightened to amber for just a moment. His voice was calm, though. Christy has been banned from the hospital. She decided to stay at Aurieles until she figures out whether she is going to move back to Eugene or job search over here. They managed to get the blue off her skin, but she had to dye her hair black. You are not her favorite person.
Aurieles okay? I asked, suddenly anxious.
Shh, he said. Auriele is a werewolf. She was down for a couple of days, but, as of yesterday, shes fine.
The muzzy feeling was retreating. How long have I been out?
Three days, he said. And youve only been mostly out. Samuel said you wouldnt remember much of it, though. He also said that theyd probably let you out tomorrow morning. Since there are now no signs of a broken neck.
Joel?
He laughed, a happy uncomplicated laugh. And I thought I threw the fox in the henhouse when I brought you into the pack. Joel is yesterday he stayed human for almost an hour.
Coyote said something about Joel. But try as I might, I couldnt remember what it was. Coyote also said we should avoid visiting the Canary Islands for a couple of years.
Ill bear that in mind. He was quiet for a while, resting his upper body alongside mine. Eventually, he sat up. If I dont move, Im going to fall asleep, he said. He looked tired. Beautiful, but tired. Im going to go find some food, and Ill bring some back for you, okay?
Sure.
Dont cause any trouble.
Me?
The dimple came out again. Ill be back soon.
As soon as he left, I sat up and started unwiring myself. I had to pee, and I had no intention of letting my bathroom activities be a public event ever again. I wasnt as bad off as I had been after the fight with the river devil. As long as I didnt need a wheelchaireverything else was gravy.
I sat up and swung my legs downand realized that Adams recitation of my injuries had limited itself to the burns. My left leg was encased from my toes to about six inches above my knee. My right forearm was bandaged, but my left elbow was immobilized by something with more structure. That I hadnt felt them meant that I was still on a lot more drugs than Id figured. I gave the IV still hooked to my right hand a look of respect and decided not to pull those out the way Id intended to. The IV stand was on wheelsit could come, too.
I slid off the bed and got about six feet when it occurred to me that this might have been a bad idea. I wobbled, recovered, wobbled again, and would have fallen if I hadnt grabbed the walking stick at the last minute.
Well, hello, I told it. I didnt expect to see you here.
Guayotas dog form dissolved around the man whom Christy had known as Juan Flores.
Though there were wolves all around him, it was my eyes Guayota sought. Im so hungry, he said. Where is she? She was supposed to be here. And then there was just nothing where hed stood. Nothing. No wisp of clothing falling to the ground, no dust or ash. He was just gone.
Adam turned to look at me, and I tried to get up. But the movement sent sparkles through my vision, and I was lost in darkness.
The smell of cleaning solution woke me briefly.
broken neck blah-blah-blah. It sounded like Samuel, but there was something wrong with his voice. He sounded so sad, so I tried to listen. Maybe I could cheer him up. And the burns Im sorry, Adam
Adam said something, and I sank into his voice like it was a warm sea.
Its probably better if you talk to me and dont pay attention to all of that, said Coyote.
I was lying on a thick field of new-mown grass that smelled a lot better than the cleaning fluid had. I watched the sky where small groups of clouds chased each other like little ducks.
Mmmm, I said dreamily.
Coyote chuffed a laugh. They do have you on some strong stuff. But youll remember this anyway. Guayota isnt dead. You cant kill one of his kind unless you destroy what he represents. That need not concern youalthough I wouldnt be in a hurry to go visit the Canary Islands for a while. A few years, and hell forget. He shouldnt have worn a human-seeming for so long.
Like you did when you became Joe Old Coyote, I said.
Not at all, he told me indignantly. That cloud looks like me, dont you think?
The bigger one? I asked.
Yes, that one that looks like its about to eat an egg.
No. That ones a rabbit.
Rabbit, he said indignantly. Thats a coyote.
I laughed, but that was a mistake. My vision went black for a few minutes, then, slowly, the sky, clouds, and grass were back.
Dont do that, said Coyote. It makes it difficult to hold you here. I break things, a lot of things, but I dont want one of them to be you. So just rest here.
What about It was difficult to be worried; most of me wanted to just watch the clouds drift by.
Let me talk, Coyote said. You dont know what questions you want to ask. Unusual decision to bring Joel into the pack. You could have used the walking stick to cut the threads of Guayotas spell, and that would have done the same thing as you managed to do with the pack spell. He paused. Maybe. Maybe it would have just burned to ashes. I dont know. Itll be interesting to see what happens to the pack with a tibicena in it.
I didnt have a choice, I told him. I gave the walking stick back to Beauclaire.
Did you? said Coyote. Hmm. Anyway, Guayota, being separated from that which gave him lifethe volcanoneeded two anchors to hold him in his human-seeming and allow him his power. Two anchors who were connected to his island. Why two? Why male and female? Who knows. Doubtless there is a reason, and if you meet him again, you might ask because the answer interests me.
Never, I told him. I am never going to the Canary Islands.
There was a little silence beside me, and I realized that he was lying in the grass, too. Its supposed to be beautiful in the Canaries, he said a little wistfully. Theres this underground lake lit by torches
No, I told him.
Maybe Gary will go, Coyote said contemplatively. But in any case, when you claimed Joel, tibicena and all, it threw the magic that allowed Guayota to live away from his island out of balance, and it unraveled.
Then Joel will go back to being just human? I asked.
That depends, Coyote said.
On what? I turned my head, glimpsed his face, then my world went black again.
Why dont you just die? hissed someone in my ear.
After a moment, I realized it was Christy.
I know it was you. I know it. And now I look like a freak. Something dripped on my cheek and touched my lips with salt.
Mom, said Jesse. She sounded appalled and amused.
Shes nasty and vindictive, Christy said. Everyone thinks she farts rainbowsand look what she did to me. Im blue. She wailed the last.
Christy had used the bottle of shampoo shed left in my bathroom. I hoped the dye hadnt stained the tile, but it would be worth it if it had. There were some noises, then Jesses breath was warm on my ear.
Shes gone to get coffee, Mercy, she told me. I love her, butthe dye was inspired. She giggled. You are terrifying. I cant believe you got her while you were She cleared her throat.While you were in the hospital. She laughed again. I told her she should leave it. Id dye my hair blue again, and we could be twins. Even Auriele laughed at her expression, though she turned her head so Mom couldnt see.
There was a long, peaceful silence, and then Jesse said, I want so badly for her to be happy. But I cant make her happy. All I can do is love her. Do you think thats all right? She patted the pillow beside my head. You need to wake up pretty soon, though. Dad needs you. So do I.
The sheets were very white and scratchy and the blankets too thin. My toes were cold, and I was lying on my side. I wiggled to try to pull my feet up and get them warm.
Mercy? Adam said.
We need to get new blankets, I told him, and he laughed.
Whatever you want, sweetheart.
I took a deep breath and realized that I really was awake because it hurt. The sun was shining, the AC was on too high, and I was in a hospital bed.
Adam leaned forward and kissed me. Then I kissed him back. With interest. He laughed and rested his forehead on mine, and I felt his whole body go limp.
You are so stoned, baby, he said.
Am I fried? I asked.
What? He rolled his head a little so he could see my face.
Burned like a crispy steak, I clarified.
No. Not as bad as it could have been. He hesitated. Not as bad as it was, I think, is a better answer. The cheek scar will have a companion on your forearm, and Im afraid the shotgun-pellet scars have some company. Might be a while before you are happy about walking on your left foot, but that was just blisters, and Samuel says it should heal with no scarring.
No modeling contract, I said mournfully.
Not in your future, no, he said, and his dimple flirted with me. Youll have to make do with me.
Coyote said I was dying, I told him. And Christy wanted me to.
Coyote, eh? He gave me an odd smile. I went to grab some coffee that first night you were here, and when I got back, he was sitting on the edge of your bed. As a coyote. He rubbed his face and took a deep breath. Samuel said the first X-rays showed that youd broken your neck. He wasnt optimistic. But after Coyote had his visit, things got better. As for Christy His skin next to mine flushed, and his eyes lightened to amber for just a moment. His voice was calm, though. Christy has been banned from the hospital. She decided to stay at Aurieles until she figures out whether she is going to move back to Eugene or job search over here. They managed to get the blue off her skin, but she had to dye her hair black. You are not her favorite person.
Aurieles okay? I asked, suddenly anxious.
Shh, he said. Auriele is a werewolf. She was down for a couple of days, but, as of yesterday, shes fine.
The muzzy feeling was retreating. How long have I been out?
Three days, he said. And youve only been mostly out. Samuel said you wouldnt remember much of it, though. He also said that theyd probably let you out tomorrow morning. Since there are now no signs of a broken neck.
Joel?
He laughed, a happy uncomplicated laugh. And I thought I threw the fox in the henhouse when I brought you into the pack. Joel is yesterday he stayed human for almost an hour.
Coyote said something about Joel. But try as I might, I couldnt remember what it was. Coyote also said we should avoid visiting the Canary Islands for a couple of years.
Ill bear that in mind. He was quiet for a while, resting his upper body alongside mine. Eventually, he sat up. If I dont move, Im going to fall asleep, he said. He looked tired. Beautiful, but tired. Im going to go find some food, and Ill bring some back for you, okay?
Sure.
Dont cause any trouble.
Me?
The dimple came out again. Ill be back soon.
As soon as he left, I sat up and started unwiring myself. I had to pee, and I had no intention of letting my bathroom activities be a public event ever again. I wasnt as bad off as I had been after the fight with the river devil. As long as I didnt need a wheelchaireverything else was gravy.
I sat up and swung my legs downand realized that Adams recitation of my injuries had limited itself to the burns. My left leg was encased from my toes to about six inches above my knee. My right forearm was bandaged, but my left elbow was immobilized by something with more structure. That I hadnt felt them meant that I was still on a lot more drugs than Id figured. I gave the IV still hooked to my right hand a look of respect and decided not to pull those out the way Id intended to. The IV stand was on wheelsit could come, too.
I slid off the bed and got about six feet when it occurred to me that this might have been a bad idea. I wobbled, recovered, wobbled again, and would have fallen if I hadnt grabbed the walking stick at the last minute.
Well, hello, I told it. I didnt expect to see you here.
