Bone Crossed(109)

He gave me a "fine, but what's he doing in my house in the middle of the night" look.

I pretended not to know what it meant.

And I didn't speak ASL, so he was out there, too.

Not fair, I supposed, but I didn't want to lie to him--and I really didn't want to tell him the whole truth.

"They need to get away from here," said Stefan.

"And I'm taking you back to the Tri-Cities." He looked like he was going to say something else, but glanced at Chad and shook his head.

Probably something more about Blackwood.

"Let me put some clothes on," I said.

"I think better when I'm not running around in a T-shirt and underwear." I dressed in the bathroom--getting a good look at the second bite while I did so.

Then I covered them both up with my new used silk- embroidered red scarf.

Go back home? What would that accomplish? For that matter what had I accomplished here? I'd come to help Amber and get out of Marsilia's sight for a little bit.

That had succeeded--or at least not hampered Adam's negotiating.

I didn't know that I'd helped Amber at all ...

not yet.

I stared at my pale, sleep-starved face and wondered how I was going to do that.

Blackwood had them in his care.

I shivered.

Though there was nothing I could pinpoint, no cold spot, no smell, no sound--I could feel something watching me.

"Leave the boy alone," I told my unseen watcher.

And every hair on my head tingled with sensation.

I waited for it to attack or show itself.

But nothing else happened, just that momentary connection, which faded more slowly than it had come.

Stefan knocked.

"Everything all right?" "Fine," I said.

Something had happened, but I had no idea what.

I was tired and scared and angry.

So I brushed my teeth and opened the bathroom door.

Stefan and Chad were leaning on opposite sides of the hallway, discussing something that had their hands moving a mile a minute.

"Stefan." He threw up his hands and appealed to me.

"How can he think Dragon Ball Z is better than Scooby-Doo? This generation has no appreciation for the classics." I stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.