Asil went home directly afterward. As did Agent Armstrong, who had stayed for the funeral, though he'd never met Peter.
"It is a good thing to remember the victims," he told me at the grave site. "It gives me perspective."
Adam made Honey stay with us for a couple more days before moving back to her house. Mary Jo planned on giving up her apartment in the next few weeks and moving in with her. Mary Jo, firefighter, and Honey, princess, seem to me a disaster in the making - but neither of them like me for a lot of reasons that boil down to my being a coyote and not a werewolf. Maybe that will give them enough in common to let their roommate situation work out.
The last of the flames under the Rabbit died down just as the snow began to fall in earnest.
"Come inside," Adam suggested. "Everyone's gone except Jesse, and she's asleep."
His gruff tone and the touch of his lips on my ear told me that he had something more in mind than sleep.
"I am," I told him, as we walked back to the house, "feeling very lucky tonight."
"Oh? Because you didn't die in the crash, when the assassin attacked you, or when you fought the vampire?" His voice had sharpened.
"You've yelled at me enough about that," I warned him. "Your quota is now full. Besides, that's not what makes me lucky."
After we had left the burnt-out winery and the vampires behind us, we went home - to our home. It was battered (the front door was so bad they had to replace the frame and resurface part of the house), but the bad guys were all dead.
I tracked blood, mud, and ash across the white carpet and up the stairs. I used to feel bad when I bled all over that carpet - but tonight I didn't care so much. Besides, Adam, still in wolf form, was even dirtier than I was.
"I'm going to shower," Asil said. "Then I'll sleep in the living room where I can keep an eye on the doors, just in case."
"There's a shower in the bathroom in the basement," I told him. "Get something to eat. There's food in the kitchen."
He smirked. "Yes, Mom."
Honey hopped onto the living-room couch with a sigh. It was white, like the carpet, but it was leather, so we could clean off anything that got on it. Probably.