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need to blend it, Celeste.”
“No we do not,” she countered.
He took her by the elbow and led her over to a bank of elevators. “The Guardians in the city were alerted the moment I stepped off the plane.”
“Then we need to act before they take their Guards and hide them.” Celeste started to walk back toward the front door. She wasn’t going to stand by while the people they had come to protect disappeared.
Marcus stopped her by grabbing her elbow and shoving her into the elevator. “We will allow the Guardians to do their job. If they can protect their Touched they will be doing it now.”
Celeste snorted. “And why would they feel the need to protect them from a Fallen?”
Marcus didn’t look at her as he answered. “Because I taint everything I come into contact with.”
She was glad he wasn’t looking at her when her mouth sagged open in shock. And when she realized her mouth was hanging open she snapped it shut and followed behind Marcus as he made the way out of the elevator and down a hallway lined with doors.
“The rooms are connected inside,” he said walking into his room. “Get some rest we’ll head out an hour before sunset.”
“How long?”
Marcus checked his watch and looked back to her. “Three hours.”
“What the hell am I supposed to do for three hours?” she demanded. A vein twitched in Marcus’s temple. “Well we just spent what? Like a million hours on a freak’n plane, and now we are just going to sit and wait for sunset?”
“Do you have a better idea?” he demanded crossing his arms over his chest. “Because we have plenty of time to share information or Gods forbid learn to trust each other.”
“I have nothing to share,” Celeste snapped surprising herself with her venomous answer.
“No I didn’t think so.”
She was so frustrated. “What do you want from me Fallen?” she demanded.
“I want to know that if the shit hits the fan, that you will have my back Celeste.”
“That doesn’t even make sense. But if you are talking about working together and protecting each other. You can trust that no matter what happens I will protect you against Calliope.” This time it was his turn for his mouth to fall open, and she was glad that she had been watching.
“You will protect me?” he asked incredulously.
Celeste didn’t understand his shock. “Of course I will.”
“Celeste, you have no idea…” he stuttered.
“Marcus, we are here to work together we need to protect each other.”
“What were you doing when your eyes flickered back at the Staten?”
Celeste knew exactly what he was talking about but wasn’t ready to share, but she also knew if she didn’t share then he would take that as her not being trustworthy. She should just come out and tell him with her Demon side she was able to catalogue body movements. It was part of the survival mechanism of a Demon.
Her hesitation was obviously answer enough. “That’s what I thought. I can’t trust you Celeste. So how when it comes to a fight how the hell can I depend on you?”
“Because I won’t let you down,” Celeste insisted.
“And how do I know that?”
“Because I say so.”
Marcus shook his head and walked into his room letting the door almost close so only half his body was showing. “Sorry but that doesn’t reassure me.”
He let the door swing shut, Celeste stood there staring at his door for several minutes. She didn’t know why he didn’t just trust her. She would do anything to keep him safe, but she didn’t know how to make him believe that. Should she knock on his door and do or say something to make him understand?
She took a step toward the door. “They won’t understand you.” Dante had said to her. She stepped back to her door and went into her room and let the door close behind her. She would just have to prove herself to Marcus.
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“There isn’t anything Other here,” Celeste accused looking around the dark streets. They had seen nothing,
“No we do not,” she countered.
He took her by the elbow and led her over to a bank of elevators. “The Guardians in the city were alerted the moment I stepped off the plane.”
“Then we need to act before they take their Guards and hide them.” Celeste started to walk back toward the front door. She wasn’t going to stand by while the people they had come to protect disappeared.
Marcus stopped her by grabbing her elbow and shoving her into the elevator. “We will allow the Guardians to do their job. If they can protect their Touched they will be doing it now.”
Celeste snorted. “And why would they feel the need to protect them from a Fallen?”
Marcus didn’t look at her as he answered. “Because I taint everything I come into contact with.”
She was glad he wasn’t looking at her when her mouth sagged open in shock. And when she realized her mouth was hanging open she snapped it shut and followed behind Marcus as he made the way out of the elevator and down a hallway lined with doors.
“The rooms are connected inside,” he said walking into his room. “Get some rest we’ll head out an hour before sunset.”
“How long?”
Marcus checked his watch and looked back to her. “Three hours.”
“What the hell am I supposed to do for three hours?” she demanded. A vein twitched in Marcus’s temple. “Well we just spent what? Like a million hours on a freak’n plane, and now we are just going to sit and wait for sunset?”
“Do you have a better idea?” he demanded crossing his arms over his chest. “Because we have plenty of time to share information or Gods forbid learn to trust each other.”
“I have nothing to share,” Celeste snapped surprising herself with her venomous answer.
“No I didn’t think so.”
She was so frustrated. “What do you want from me Fallen?” she demanded.
“I want to know that if the shit hits the fan, that you will have my back Celeste.”
“That doesn’t even make sense. But if you are talking about working together and protecting each other. You can trust that no matter what happens I will protect you against Calliope.” This time it was his turn for his mouth to fall open, and she was glad that she had been watching.
“You will protect me?” he asked incredulously.
Celeste didn’t understand his shock. “Of course I will.”
“Celeste, you have no idea…” he stuttered.
“Marcus, we are here to work together we need to protect each other.”
“What were you doing when your eyes flickered back at the Staten?”
Celeste knew exactly what he was talking about but wasn’t ready to share, but she also knew if she didn’t share then he would take that as her not being trustworthy. She should just come out and tell him with her Demon side she was able to catalogue body movements. It was part of the survival mechanism of a Demon.
Her hesitation was obviously answer enough. “That’s what I thought. I can’t trust you Celeste. So how when it comes to a fight how the hell can I depend on you?”
“Because I won’t let you down,” Celeste insisted.
“And how do I know that?”
“Because I say so.”
Marcus shook his head and walked into his room letting the door almost close so only half his body was showing. “Sorry but that doesn’t reassure me.”
He let the door swing shut, Celeste stood there staring at his door for several minutes. She didn’t know why he didn’t just trust her. She would do anything to keep him safe, but she didn’t know how to make him believe that. Should she knock on his door and do or say something to make him understand?
She took a step toward the door. “They won’t understand you.” Dante had said to her. She stepped back to her door and went into her room and let the door close behind her. She would just have to prove herself to Marcus.
****
“There isn’t anything Other here,” Celeste accused looking around the dark streets. They had seen nothing,
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