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already taken care of making you upset with me.
I still feel threatened by him, but won’t go into detail why,” he
states.
    “You know that is silly, right? You
have said it yourself we have to stick together now or we will
die,” I remind him.
    “Yes, but you may take things back
to the way they were when you just stopped by every few weeks. I
was hoping you moving in here was a turning point in our
relationship, but I am afraid my underhandedness has set us back,”
he says.
    “Since you could feel my emotions,
you knew how I felt before your big reveal. You knew that I was
thrilled we were what I thought was mates and was totally ready to
see where this ship takes us. You revealing that you pretty much
caused this did anger me, and I am still angry, but mostly because
you are an idiot and endangered yourself. Either way you look at
it, we still aren’t jumping into bed together to try to make little
vampire babies. Not that I am even sure that is possible, because
from what I have heard it is not. So, enough with relationship woes
for now, let’s go kill us a bad guy,” I say springing into
action.

Chapter 8
    Road trip fun
    I quickly change, in the bathroom,
into one of my assassin outfits, since we are going to a paranorm
community, I don’t have to worry about concealing my weapons, which
always makes me happy. Thankfully, the artillery I want to take
tonight are pieces I have multiples of, so they were packed in my
duffle bag.
    I put on my skintight black jeans.
The material is a little bit stretchier than a normal jeans and
they may not even be considered jeans in some circles. The material
is specially woven to make it harder for bullets to penetrate, but
still flexible enough for me to move around easily. My top is made
of the same material and is a long-sleeved V-neck.
    With clothing in place, I add my
thigh sheaths for my throwing knives. Tonight, I am carrying the
whole enchilada with six in each sheath. One set is silver and the
other is iron. I, then, wiggle into my triple holster. It is kind
of like putting a vest on. The right side of it has one holster for
my Smith & Wesson 9mm automatic and the left has two holsters,
one for my Colt 1911 and the other for my Beretta. The Colt has a
special bullet that stops vampires in its tracks. The others carry
silver. Technically no vampires are on my list tonight, but along
with the iron knives, I am prepared for practically anything that
jumps in my path.
    Everything else I need is in my
vehicle, so I am good to go. “Have I ever told you how sexy you
look in that outfit?” Sebastian asks standing in the
doorway.
    “You actually have once or twice,”
I say moving to exit the bathroom. “I just remembered that my
chains are probably still nasty from last night, so we will have to
make a pit stop somewhere to get them taken care of.”
    “Already taken care of. I had one
of my day runners get it cleaned up. On the way from co-Hab to
here, I had to hold my breath the smell was so bad. Other than the
last known location, do you have any other details on your target?”
he asks.
    “Nope, that is usually all it
takes. I am usually pretty good at picking up a trail. I am hoping
any new abilities that come with baby fangs will only make it
easier. We really do need to sit down so I can figure out what I
can expect. I don’t imagine I will be running around and flying
like you immediately, but I know you do those things.”
    “No, probably not, but as I have
said you are a unique situation. Maybe when you finish this mission
we can do that sparring I suggested when you moved here. That will
teach you what it is like to fight a real vampire. So far, I
imagine you haven’t met anyone over the age of two hundred,” he
says.
    “Sounds like a plan. So, how are
you getting out of here if no one knows you are here?” I
ask.
    “Meet me at Sins,” he says and then
vanishes.
    Freaky. I retrace my steps from
last night and make it to the Suburban without any