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huh?”
“Or coincidence. I picked
this place because I read about it in a story, and it was near Mexico City.”
But what if you didn’t that
pesky voice inside him whispered. Convenient how memories seemed to come back
just when he felt desperate for direction, for a sense of control.
Miranda didn’t answer. Her
silence told him more than words that she thought he was full of shit.
“You argued with me yesterday
too when I told you I saw a wolf. Remember how that turned out?”
Her eyes flashed.
“Maybe we should start doing
the opposite of whatever we think makes sense.” Oliver laughed, but sobered
when she seemed to consider the idea. “Maybe we’re over-thinking everything.
Seeing threats that aren’t there?”
“We didn’t imagine wolf-dude, and we’ve both been on edge ever since we got to
Oaxaca.”
For Oliver, his unease was so
close to the sensations that came over him when he was near a vampire that he’d
wondered more than once if Miranda was causing it. She was half vampire after
all.
“Yeah. I said we should try
to have open minds too. Be prepared to believe even the unbelievable,” Oliver
conceded, still not liking the idea of a vampire people supported or werewolves
that worked for the devil.
“Maybe we should turn
around. Go back down and head the other way.” Miranda reached over and laid a
hand on his thigh.
“We’re more than halfway
already. I say we keep going, find a place to stay on the other side of the
mountains and scrap the idea of pushing on to Huatulco. We’ll throw a dagger at
the map and go where it lands.” He covered her hand with his, glad she wasn’t
pissed at him anymore. They had enough troubles.
Miranda laughed softly.
“Okay.”
Traffic
eased, and the road was in better shape
as they reached the summit and started down the other side of the mountain
range.
*****
For the last hour, they’d
been working on reading one another’s thoughts and trying different tactics to
keep each other from being able to do it. Emotion seemed to have a lot to do
with it. Miranda had always said it was easier for her to pick up his thoughts
when he was upset. He’d found the same thing with her as they experimented. But
when they managed to calm themselves, and consciously think about blocking
their thoughts, it was impossible to pick up anything.
“Well, now we know that you
have some vampire hunter abilities too. That’s a start,” Oliver said, wondering
what else she might be able to do, hoping they had time to find out.
“That’s great, but it’s only
going to work if we’re constantly on guard.” Miranda sighed.
“As a way to stop them from
picking up our thoughts, and using them to track us, it’s fairly worthless, but
if anything ever goes down again, and we want to keep them from picking apart
our heads, it might be our best defense,” Oliver said.
“Do you think it would stop
them from doing the hypnosis thing too?” Miranda’s voice was full of new hope.
She always had liked having a plan, no matter how shaky.
“Same deal. We have to think
that if they’re strong enough, they might be able to do it from afar, blocking
us, so we don’t realize they’re near,
which sucks. But if we know we’re in their presence, I don’t see why conscious
blocking wouldn’t be worth a shot.”
“Vampire hunters do it all
the time when they’re with a vampire, right?”
“It’s one of the main things
we do. If we didn’t, the vampire might wonder why they find us so attractive,
why they’re so entranced by us that they’ll do anything to make us their next
meal, including the stupid things that get them killed. If they saw into our
heads and knew what we were thinking, we’d be dead.”
“There’s nothing you can do
to protect yourself if a vampire gets wind of what you’re doing and turns on
you first?”
“That’s the downside to what
we do. We can lure them, we can seduce them, we can take their souls and snuff
them out, but we have
“Or coincidence. I picked
this place because I read about it in a story, and it was near Mexico City.”
But what if you didn’t that
pesky voice inside him whispered. Convenient how memories seemed to come back
just when he felt desperate for direction, for a sense of control.
Miranda didn’t answer. Her
silence told him more than words that she thought he was full of shit.
“You argued with me yesterday
too when I told you I saw a wolf. Remember how that turned out?”
Her eyes flashed.
“Maybe we should start doing
the opposite of whatever we think makes sense.” Oliver laughed, but sobered
when she seemed to consider the idea. “Maybe we’re over-thinking everything.
Seeing threats that aren’t there?”
“We didn’t imagine wolf-dude, and we’ve both been on edge ever since we got to
Oaxaca.”
For Oliver, his unease was so
close to the sensations that came over him when he was near a vampire that he’d
wondered more than once if Miranda was causing it. She was half vampire after
all.
“Yeah. I said we should try
to have open minds too. Be prepared to believe even the unbelievable,” Oliver
conceded, still not liking the idea of a vampire people supported or werewolves
that worked for the devil.
“Maybe we should turn
around. Go back down and head the other way.” Miranda reached over and laid a
hand on his thigh.
“We’re more than halfway
already. I say we keep going, find a place to stay on the other side of the
mountains and scrap the idea of pushing on to Huatulco. We’ll throw a dagger at
the map and go where it lands.” He covered her hand with his, glad she wasn’t
pissed at him anymore. They had enough troubles.
Miranda laughed softly.
“Okay.”
Traffic
eased, and the road was in better shape
as they reached the summit and started down the other side of the mountain
range.
*****
For the last hour, they’d
been working on reading one another’s thoughts and trying different tactics to
keep each other from being able to do it. Emotion seemed to have a lot to do
with it. Miranda had always said it was easier for her to pick up his thoughts
when he was upset. He’d found the same thing with her as they experimented. But
when they managed to calm themselves, and consciously think about blocking
their thoughts, it was impossible to pick up anything.
“Well, now we know that you
have some vampire hunter abilities too. That’s a start,” Oliver said, wondering
what else she might be able to do, hoping they had time to find out.
“That’s great, but it’s only
going to work if we’re constantly on guard.” Miranda sighed.
“As a way to stop them from
picking up our thoughts, and using them to track us, it’s fairly worthless, but
if anything ever goes down again, and we want to keep them from picking apart
our heads, it might be our best defense,” Oliver said.
“Do you think it would stop
them from doing the hypnosis thing too?” Miranda’s voice was full of new hope.
She always had liked having a plan, no matter how shaky.
“Same deal. We have to think
that if they’re strong enough, they might be able to do it from afar, blocking
us, so we don’t realize they’re near,
which sucks. But if we know we’re in their presence, I don’t see why conscious
blocking wouldn’t be worth a shot.”
“Vampire hunters do it all
the time when they’re with a vampire, right?”
“It’s one of the main things
we do. If we didn’t, the vampire might wonder why they find us so attractive,
why they’re so entranced by us that they’ll do anything to make us their next
meal, including the stupid things that get them killed. If they saw into our
heads and knew what we were thinking, we’d be dead.”
“There’s nothing you can do
to protect yourself if a vampire gets wind of what you’re doing and turns on
you first?”
“That’s the downside to what
we do. We can lure them, we can seduce them, we can take their souls and snuff
them out, but we have
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