arm. “So I’ve sent you back in time. What
about Zach?”
“He doesn’t have any quantum indicators yet.
He’s from this time, 2014.”
Mortez motioned to Zach. “Come here.”
The colour drained from Zach’s face.
“Don’t make me come and get you,” Mortez
said.
Jonah pulled Zach from the chair and shoved
him toward Mortez, who blew on her fingers and rubbed her hands
together. Zach’s eyes crossed as she pressed her index fingers
against his nose.
“The midnight reset shows someone used a
popularity charm on Zach. It must be a powerful wizard, because
they didn’t have much to work with.” Mortez removed her fingers
from Zach’s repaired nose. “I assume the fact that Cate broke your
nose, again, is a testimony to your abysmal performance to set
things right. You should still be dating Cate, not some perky
cheerleader called Brittany. I’m not sure why that’s a big deal. I
would have thought it was impossible for Cate to not be better off
without you. Regardless, I trust that no matter how unfathomable I
find it, my future self has her reasons for wanting to amend the
situation.”
“How do you know I’m not meant to be dating
Brittany?”
Mortez gave Zach a look which should have
made him drop dead on the spot. “History resets at midnight each
night. I see the manipulated time lines. A wizard is using magic to
mess with you and Cate. You, I don’t care about. Cate, I do.”
“Oh, please! I’m pretty sure I would know if
some lame wizard cast a spell on me.”
Mortez silenced Zach with a raised eyebrow
and ferocious glare. “I don’t have the time, or inclination to
provide you with a Timesurfing 101 lesson. Question something I say
again and I’ll kill you.”
Zach shrank back into his chair. “I’m not the
one who nearly blew up your precious Cate at the bus stop.”
Mortez stared at Jonah who shifted
uncomfortably.
“I’m sure my future self dealt with that
sufficiently. It was only an issue because you dumped Cate for
Brittany, Zach. That’s what caused the alternate time line. I trust
there’s a plan to right this situation?” Mortez turned on her
heel.
Jonah shivered, remembering how her heel
smashed into his face. “You know the magic won’t let me answer
that.”
“I know the only person I would trust to
ensure the realignment, correction or protection of Cate’s path is
you, Jonah.” Mortez looked over her shoulder and arched an eyebrow
at him. “I understand you can’t tell me why you’re here and what
outcome you hope to achieve. I need Cate. We need her. She can’t
under any circumstances, in any time, choose to work with Naitanui,
or anyone else except me.”
“I’ll protect Cate
at all costs.” Jonah held Mortez’s eyes. No small feat when Mortez
instilled more fear with one raised eyebrow than an out of control
group of flesh eating zombies converging on you, knife and fork in
hand.
“She’s been carefully hidden these past
years. I won’t have my plan derailed at this late stage. Don’t fail
me and don’t play me. I guarantee the consequences of either will
be severe.”
He stared at the now empty doorway. Cate was
his friend, his only true friend. Well, she would be. To remain
loyal to her could mean going against Mortez’s orders. Not an
enviable choice to have to make.
“Phew.” Zach rubbed his newly fixed nose.
“How freaky is it that Mortez can heal things? I always knew there
was something badass about her. How is she able to look like two
completely different people?”
“It’s a
glamour.”
“I have no idea what that is. That was the
now Mortez, right? We didn’t teleport to the future again or
anything?”
“Yes that’s the Mortez in the year 2014.
You’d know if we’d done any Timesurfing. You fainted on the way to
the future and on the way back last time.”
“I closed my eyes,” Zach protested.
“Yeah, after you screamed like a banshee. I
need some air.”
“I’ll come with.”
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