charge, and I say he’s staying. If you have a problem with this Gundon then you can leave!” Jean cursed.
Gundon did not move, but he pulled on his wiry beard harder with glaring eyes of a stone.
“Don’t defy her,” Flint warned in full size standing next to Jean.
Vivian gave a smile to him mouthing her thanks, then turned to her sister. "I need your keys."
Jean's eye twitched. Her car was her baby. Nonetheless, she handed over her keys.
"Thanks sis," she said quickly, and left the underground to her sisters red sports car. She took a deep breath starting the engine, slamming her foot down with force leaving tire marks and a cloud of dust behind her. Her hair whipped around her face. Nervously, she made a rhythm out on the steering wheel. She had no idea where she was going; where they might be. They could be anywhere. With a shaking hand she wrapped her fingers around the necklace.
Where are you Seth? Where are you? A warm feeling drowned her senses like she had been cold, and sunk into a warm bath.
Opening her eyes she barely saw a man standing out on the dirt road in front of her headlights. Letting the pendant drop onto her chest, she gripped the wheel tightly, and the car jolted along the stretch of the field bouncing her up and down on the seat roughly. Her foot slipped along the brakes until she was able to press down on it throwing herself into the wheel. Chest aching, with a stabbing sore pain as if being beaten. She took deep breaths coughing as she choked on her spit.
Her hand still shaking, she reached for the necklace again. She wanted to know what caused that warm feeling…. What was it?
A scream that surely the stars above heard erupted into the night as Vivian turned around to see the mud-streaked face of a man through her open window.
“Shhh. Vivian, it’s me, Seth.”
She removed her hands from the steering wheel, shoving the door open, and throwing her arms around his neck. She could have drowned in the relief that flooded her that moment. “You’re okay right?” She looked into his eyes frantically.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he insisted, but behind the mud his face was pale, and bloodless. “Astrid was there Vivian.”
She felt like she had been clobbered on the side of the head. “Astrid? Are you sure – “
“Yes, it was her, I fought her. She tried to get to Jake, I don’t know why.”
“Is Jake okay?”
“He’s fine. Not a scratch on him.”
Vivian nodded, “well, that explains the claw marks.” Seeing the confusion on his face, she went to explain. “They had it on the news.”
“Great,” Seth moaned, and leaned further on the door.
“Astrid,” Vivian whispered to herself. Why would she be at that orphanage, and how would she know that Seth was going to be there? Or maybe she didn’t know Seth was going to show, maybe it all had to do with Jake. But what about him? He was human…
“I didn’t know where else to go,” Seth brought her back from her trance in soft spoken words. “I need to find someplace for Jake to stay. The Underground was the safest place I knew, but I know you all don’t allow humans, and it’s okay -“
Vivian nodded understandingly. “In this case, rules can be changed.”
Seth’s dry, chapped lips curled up in a smile, and he embraced her in a hug again. “Thank you,” he whispered.
She never wanted to let go of him, but a shadow behind him caught her eye, and she gently and reluctantly pushed Seth away. She kept him at arms length. The shadow was short, and small, and it was - or more like who Vivian suspected it would be.
On cue, a small child appeared from behind him also covered in mud. His face was terror stricken, and it broke her heart. “He knows doesn’t he,” she asked, looking back up at
Gundon did not move, but he pulled on his wiry beard harder with glaring eyes of a stone.
“Don’t defy her,” Flint warned in full size standing next to Jean.
Vivian gave a smile to him mouthing her thanks, then turned to her sister. "I need your keys."
Jean's eye twitched. Her car was her baby. Nonetheless, she handed over her keys.
"Thanks sis," she said quickly, and left the underground to her sisters red sports car. She took a deep breath starting the engine, slamming her foot down with force leaving tire marks and a cloud of dust behind her. Her hair whipped around her face. Nervously, she made a rhythm out on the steering wheel. She had no idea where she was going; where they might be. They could be anywhere. With a shaking hand she wrapped her fingers around the necklace.
Where are you Seth? Where are you? A warm feeling drowned her senses like she had been cold, and sunk into a warm bath.
Opening her eyes she barely saw a man standing out on the dirt road in front of her headlights. Letting the pendant drop onto her chest, she gripped the wheel tightly, and the car jolted along the stretch of the field bouncing her up and down on the seat roughly. Her foot slipped along the brakes until she was able to press down on it throwing herself into the wheel. Chest aching, with a stabbing sore pain as if being beaten. She took deep breaths coughing as she choked on her spit.
Her hand still shaking, she reached for the necklace again. She wanted to know what caused that warm feeling…. What was it?
A scream that surely the stars above heard erupted into the night as Vivian turned around to see the mud-streaked face of a man through her open window.
“Shhh. Vivian, it’s me, Seth.”
She removed her hands from the steering wheel, shoving the door open, and throwing her arms around his neck. She could have drowned in the relief that flooded her that moment. “You’re okay right?” She looked into his eyes frantically.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he insisted, but behind the mud his face was pale, and bloodless. “Astrid was there Vivian.”
She felt like she had been clobbered on the side of the head. “Astrid? Are you sure – “
“Yes, it was her, I fought her. She tried to get to Jake, I don’t know why.”
“Is Jake okay?”
“He’s fine. Not a scratch on him.”
Vivian nodded, “well, that explains the claw marks.” Seeing the confusion on his face, she went to explain. “They had it on the news.”
“Great,” Seth moaned, and leaned further on the door.
“Astrid,” Vivian whispered to herself. Why would she be at that orphanage, and how would she know that Seth was going to be there? Or maybe she didn’t know Seth was going to show, maybe it all had to do with Jake. But what about him? He was human…
“I didn’t know where else to go,” Seth brought her back from her trance in soft spoken words. “I need to find someplace for Jake to stay. The Underground was the safest place I knew, but I know you all don’t allow humans, and it’s okay -“
Vivian nodded understandingly. “In this case, rules can be changed.”
Seth’s dry, chapped lips curled up in a smile, and he embraced her in a hug again. “Thank you,” he whispered.
She never wanted to let go of him, but a shadow behind him caught her eye, and she gently and reluctantly pushed Seth away. She kept him at arms length. The shadow was short, and small, and it was - or more like who Vivian suspected it would be.
On cue, a small child appeared from behind him also covered in mud. His face was terror stricken, and it broke her heart. “He knows doesn’t he,” she asked, looking back up at
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