surprise flickered on his face when he
noted that none of the day shift were on his side. The day shift
was primarily made up of shifters and fey with a smattering of
actual monsters. No one was going to help the officer against one
of their own.
The duty agent
came to them. “Anything else you need, Agent Ganger?”
“Nope. We are
all checked out. She is in great shape. Well done.” Benny
grinned.
The duty agent
nodded and smiled. “We do our best to keep them sane and
alive.”
Tremble put his
arm around her waist and escorted her out of the building.
When they were
inside the car and headed home, he turned to her. “What was that
about?”
“What?”
“Seeing
Jennifer, visiting Miaka?”
Benny looked at
him and took in his obvious irritation. “Magic leaves a mark. It
stamps those who have touched it or have been touched by it. Miaka
is vulnerable, she needs to feel safe; Jennifer is unstable and
losing her mind. She needs a tutor.”
“You know a
tutor for insanity?” He took one of her hands and stroked her palm
with his thumb.
“No. I know a
man who had to master his own development as a seer. He came into
it as a teen and came up with techniques to manage his vision. He
can teach Jennifer what she needs to know to keep her mind from
being torn apart by the magic it is hunting for because of the
residue of the imprint.”
“Your father
did that to her. Not you.”
Benny sighed.
“She was printed with my mind and aura. I know how she thinks. She
doesn’t trust anyone right now.”
“You are still
not stable. You are not recovered from your trip to the demon zone.
I can feel it.”
She sighed and
gripped his hand. “I can rest when things are settled. I am pretty
sure it will happen eventually.”
He chuckled and
leaned in to kiss her. The soft kiss of his lips quickly turned
into something more heated and unsuitable for the front seat of a
car.
When Pooky
stopped moving and revved the engine, she reluctantly stopped the
make-out session and yawned. “Time to catch up on more sleep.”
They walked
through the house and up the stairs, removing their clothing as
quietly as they could. They settled in Tremble’s bed, and he held
her while they caught up on a bit more sleep.
She wished she
hadn’t finished her coffee.
Andrew hauled
her out of bed and bullied her into the bathroom. “Come on, Benny.
We need to eat and get to work in an hour. Don’t want to be
late.”
She used the
toilet and brushed her teeth again, brushing her hair into a more
socially acceptable configuration that wouldn’t frighten children
before she left and retrieved her clothing.
Everybody was
downstairs, and she heard the sounds of food being prepared when
she went in search of her partners.
Omelettes were
assembling in three skillets, and Andrew was watching them with a
focused eye.
Tremble was
checking his phone, and he smiled when she came into the kitchen.
“We are going to be doing a road trip tonight.”
Benny took the
coffee that Argyle handed to her with a smile. “Where to?”
Tremble sighed.
“We are doing a centaur transport. One of them manifested in a
downtown club last night, so we are taking him to the preserve
tonight.”
She wrinkled
her nose. “The one species I don’t get along with.”
The three men
occupying her kitchen stared at her.
Andrew said,
“You are kidding, right?”
“Nope. The
magic that mixed the men and horses is a little too weird for me. I
find the creepy.” She shrugged and chuckled at their expressions.
“Come on. There had to be a species I didn’t get along with sooner
or later.”
Centaurs had a
tendency to pursue females relentlessly, and it got tiring to be on
guard all the time. She wanted to kill them and that wasn’t a good
frame of mind to be in for any period of time. It was even worse
when murder was an actual option.
She smiled and
leaned back as Argyle slid her plate in front of her. “Thanks.”
He nodded.
“Tremble mentioned that
noted that none of the day shift were on his side. The day shift
was primarily made up of shifters and fey with a smattering of
actual monsters. No one was going to help the officer against one
of their own.
The duty agent
came to them. “Anything else you need, Agent Ganger?”
“Nope. We are
all checked out. She is in great shape. Well done.” Benny
grinned.
The duty agent
nodded and smiled. “We do our best to keep them sane and
alive.”
Tremble put his
arm around her waist and escorted her out of the building.
When they were
inside the car and headed home, he turned to her. “What was that
about?”
“What?”
“Seeing
Jennifer, visiting Miaka?”
Benny looked at
him and took in his obvious irritation. “Magic leaves a mark. It
stamps those who have touched it or have been touched by it. Miaka
is vulnerable, she needs to feel safe; Jennifer is unstable and
losing her mind. She needs a tutor.”
“You know a
tutor for insanity?” He took one of her hands and stroked her palm
with his thumb.
“No. I know a
man who had to master his own development as a seer. He came into
it as a teen and came up with techniques to manage his vision. He
can teach Jennifer what she needs to know to keep her mind from
being torn apart by the magic it is hunting for because of the
residue of the imprint.”
“Your father
did that to her. Not you.”
Benny sighed.
“She was printed with my mind and aura. I know how she thinks. She
doesn’t trust anyone right now.”
“You are still
not stable. You are not recovered from your trip to the demon zone.
I can feel it.”
She sighed and
gripped his hand. “I can rest when things are settled. I am pretty
sure it will happen eventually.”
He chuckled and
leaned in to kiss her. The soft kiss of his lips quickly turned
into something more heated and unsuitable for the front seat of a
car.
When Pooky
stopped moving and revved the engine, she reluctantly stopped the
make-out session and yawned. “Time to catch up on more sleep.”
They walked
through the house and up the stairs, removing their clothing as
quietly as they could. They settled in Tremble’s bed, and he held
her while they caught up on a bit more sleep.
She wished she
hadn’t finished her coffee.
Andrew hauled
her out of bed and bullied her into the bathroom. “Come on, Benny.
We need to eat and get to work in an hour. Don’t want to be
late.”
She used the
toilet and brushed her teeth again, brushing her hair into a more
socially acceptable configuration that wouldn’t frighten children
before she left and retrieved her clothing.
Everybody was
downstairs, and she heard the sounds of food being prepared when
she went in search of her partners.
Omelettes were
assembling in three skillets, and Andrew was watching them with a
focused eye.
Tremble was
checking his phone, and he smiled when she came into the kitchen.
“We are going to be doing a road trip tonight.”
Benny took the
coffee that Argyle handed to her with a smile. “Where to?”
Tremble sighed.
“We are doing a centaur transport. One of them manifested in a
downtown club last night, so we are taking him to the preserve
tonight.”
She wrinkled
her nose. “The one species I don’t get along with.”
The three men
occupying her kitchen stared at her.
Andrew said,
“You are kidding, right?”
“Nope. The
magic that mixed the men and horses is a little too weird for me. I
find the creepy.” She shrugged and chuckled at their expressions.
“Come on. There had to be a species I didn’t get along with sooner
or later.”
Centaurs had a
tendency to pursue females relentlessly, and it got tiring to be on
guard all the time. She wanted to kill them and that wasn’t a good
frame of mind to be in for any period of time. It was even worse
when murder was an actual option.
She smiled and
leaned back as Argyle slid her plate in front of her. “Thanks.”
He nodded.
“Tremble mentioned that
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