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wear. He put a hand out, leaning against the wall — a mirror of Finn.
The two of them stopped, staring at each other.
“You heard it,” Mike whispered.
“I felt it,” Finn said, his voice raw.
“You can feel the Veil?”
“In here.” Finn tapped his head.
“What happened?”
Finn wiped at his nose and Ella realized it was still bleeding. “Not sure. Strong magic. Changed the Veil.”
“Can you fix it?” Mike asked.
Ella blinked. Could he?
Finn bowed his head. “I’ll keep the Veil closed.”
“Let Ella help you, man.” Mike shook a finger at him. “Let her in your dreams. She can help you. She’s done it before.”
Finn glanced sideways at Ella, and for a moment regret flashed in his eyes. “No.”
No, what? No, I won’t let her? No, she can’t help me?
It didn’t matter.
Whatever he meant, Ella thought, this had to be what being shot to the heart felt like.
Chapter Six
Sign
Ella tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. Where the hell was Finn? Snow flakes twirled outside, landing on the windbreaker.
Her phone rang again. She snapped it on. “Yeah, Dave. What is it now?”
“Where are you?”
“I said we’re on our way.”
“Via Mexico or what?”
“We’ll be there soon.”
Putting the phone back into her back pocket, she scanned the building entrance for her elf. He’d grown even more distant over the past few days. In the mornings, his side of the bed was always cold. In the evenings, he just headed to said bed and fell instantly into deep sleep. Exhausted. Drained.
And yeah, there was apparently nothing she could do.
Dammit. She punched the wheel and knocked her elbow into the car door. She really wanted to hit someone, only she didn’t know who was to blame.
Why don’t you trust me anymore, Finn?
It rankled that he seemed so sure he could make it without her help, but she told herself not to be an idiot. She should be glad he’d grown so strong — although this recent change in the Veil didn’t sound good.
Could he repair the damage and keep the Veil closed? Could he keep the Gates shut without her stabilizing powers? He tended to overestimate his strength and endurance. What if he couldn’t cope? What if he failed and Dave shot him again?
Ella winced. Yeah, and what could she do? She couldn’t force entry into his dreams, now, could she? If she knew of another way... She was supposed to be a Stabilizer, so what sort of magic did she have?
Who might know?
Finn finally appeared. He paused at the glass door of the building and all the anger went out of her at the sight. His familiar narrow face, the long pale hair, the broad shoulders. The fierce concentration in his eyes and the set of his jaw, the strength in every movement. The stubborn lift of his chin.
Why were his years in the military a secret? Had he done something he regretted? How bad could it be?
He limped out of the building and crossed the street, a stray sunray from the setting sun turning his hair into gold. The light caught on his gun, half-hidden under his jacket. He tugged on his black bandana, making sure it covered his ears, as he slid into the car and shut the door. His spicy scent filled the car.
Ella tore her gaze from him. The silence between them stretched. It’d never felt so uncomfortable; so tense. Normally she’d have filled the quiet, teasing Finn, getting him to relax enough to get him to answer, even with his monosyllables. Getting him to open up.
With a slight shake of her head, her heart heavy, she started the car and pulled out into the street.
She focused on her hands, steady on the wheel, on the other cars and the pedestrians slipping through the traffic. She wasn’t asking Finn again what was going on and why he’d closed off. Enough. She was an open book; her love for him, her concern was plain to see.
His move now.
Unless his magic was changing him to the core, changing who he was. Turning him into someone as cold as the world he
The two of them stopped, staring at each other.
“You heard it,” Mike whispered.
“I felt it,” Finn said, his voice raw.
“You can feel the Veil?”
“In here.” Finn tapped his head.
“What happened?”
Finn wiped at his nose and Ella realized it was still bleeding. “Not sure. Strong magic. Changed the Veil.”
“Can you fix it?” Mike asked.
Ella blinked. Could he?
Finn bowed his head. “I’ll keep the Veil closed.”
“Let Ella help you, man.” Mike shook a finger at him. “Let her in your dreams. She can help you. She’s done it before.”
Finn glanced sideways at Ella, and for a moment regret flashed in his eyes. “No.”
No, what? No, I won’t let her? No, she can’t help me?
It didn’t matter.
Whatever he meant, Ella thought, this had to be what being shot to the heart felt like.
Chapter Six
Sign
Ella tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. Where the hell was Finn? Snow flakes twirled outside, landing on the windbreaker.
Her phone rang again. She snapped it on. “Yeah, Dave. What is it now?”
“Where are you?”
“I said we’re on our way.”
“Via Mexico or what?”
“We’ll be there soon.”
Putting the phone back into her back pocket, she scanned the building entrance for her elf. He’d grown even more distant over the past few days. In the mornings, his side of the bed was always cold. In the evenings, he just headed to said bed and fell instantly into deep sleep. Exhausted. Drained.
And yeah, there was apparently nothing she could do.
Dammit. She punched the wheel and knocked her elbow into the car door. She really wanted to hit someone, only she didn’t know who was to blame.
Why don’t you trust me anymore, Finn?
It rankled that he seemed so sure he could make it without her help, but she told herself not to be an idiot. She should be glad he’d grown so strong — although this recent change in the Veil didn’t sound good.
Could he repair the damage and keep the Veil closed? Could he keep the Gates shut without her stabilizing powers? He tended to overestimate his strength and endurance. What if he couldn’t cope? What if he failed and Dave shot him again?
Ella winced. Yeah, and what could she do? She couldn’t force entry into his dreams, now, could she? If she knew of another way... She was supposed to be a Stabilizer, so what sort of magic did she have?
Who might know?
Finn finally appeared. He paused at the glass door of the building and all the anger went out of her at the sight. His familiar narrow face, the long pale hair, the broad shoulders. The fierce concentration in his eyes and the set of his jaw, the strength in every movement. The stubborn lift of his chin.
Why were his years in the military a secret? Had he done something he regretted? How bad could it be?
He limped out of the building and crossed the street, a stray sunray from the setting sun turning his hair into gold. The light caught on his gun, half-hidden under his jacket. He tugged on his black bandana, making sure it covered his ears, as he slid into the car and shut the door. His spicy scent filled the car.
Ella tore her gaze from him. The silence between them stretched. It’d never felt so uncomfortable; so tense. Normally she’d have filled the quiet, teasing Finn, getting him to relax enough to get him to answer, even with his monosyllables. Getting him to open up.
With a slight shake of her head, her heart heavy, she started the car and pulled out into the street.
She focused on her hands, steady on the wheel, on the other cars and the pedestrians slipping through the traffic. She wasn’t asking Finn again what was going on and why he’d closed off. Enough. She was an open book; her love for him, her concern was plain to see.
His move now.
Unless his magic was changing him to the core, changing who he was. Turning him into someone as cold as the world he
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