Disclaimer: If I owned the sons of Ipswich, I wouldn't be writing. J
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That night…
Doyle's was packed. I could barely get in the lot, forget finding a space. I ended up parking down the street and walking up to the bar. It was a cool night. New England weather was setting in, but it was nice.
When I walked into the bar, it took me a minute to find Reid. I was a bit disappointed to see Sarah there. He had grabbed a table with the other guys and their dates. I took a breathe and walked over. "Hey guys."
Reid brightened. "Hey baby." he stood up and guided me over next to where he was sitting. We hadn't discussed titles, but whatever works.
"Hey Izzy." Kate said waving and smiling.
I smiled back. "Hey."
"What you too been up too? I heard everybody was looking for ya." Kate whispered conspiratorially. I giggled, giving her the answer. "So, what was the point of the bike shops?" she asked pointedly.
"I don't have time for them. I'm opening a horse ranch out on Beckett." I glanced over at Pogue. "Did he not want them?"
She giggled and leaned over. "He thought it was some sort of coooo."
I shook my head. "I was just making sure he wanted roots. Didn't want to leave the shops to just anyone."
Reid looked over at us and shook his head. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders possessively. "Hey." he whispered next to my ear. He laid a little kiss on my collar bone.
"Wanna dance?" He nodded and we stood. Reid followed me to the jukebox. After I chose a song, I dragged him onto the dance floor.
'Rock the Boat' by Aaliyah starting blasting through the speakers. I stepped up to Reid holding neck as a popped my butt slowly up and down, hitting him in all the right places. I felt him tense as he turned me to face him. I loosened my hold, but he tightened his grip on my hips.
I smiled up at him, and the look in his eyes made me laugh. I let my arms run down his arms, finding his hands and disconnecting them from my hips. I held his hands as I put some distance between us. I could only hold it for a few seconds before I danced back into his arms.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harley at the bar. He saw me look and gave me the thumbs up, announcing he approved. I grinned wider and looked back up to Reid. "Wanna go somewhere?" I asked. He glanced over at his friends for a second before nodding.
He gave his friends some weird excuse as I grabbed my purse and Kate shot me a suggestive smile. It was hilarious. Everyone knew where we were going. My sister who had since showed gave me a 'watch yourself' look. I gave her the finger with a smile and followed Reid out of the bar.
I left my car again. I should just never drive to Doyle's again, I thought absently as we sped off.
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We had ended up at his apartment. It was my first time there and, while I couldn't remember for the life of me what his living room looked like, his bedroom made me want to sing 'Love Shack'.
I got up clad in only my birthday suit and turned the radio onto a country station. The volume was low so mostly only the beat came through. I climbed back into bed with Reid who just happened to be awake. "Did you just touch my radio?" he asked offended.
"Me?" I asked back with a smile. I kissed him and laid down, snuggling up.
It felt like hours, but not long enough. "I know about you."
"Mmm? Really? What about me?"
Reid took a breathe. "I know about your powers."
I froze. It seemed like a really weird reaction at the time. Later, I was thankful I hadn't run away or something, because I was still naked. Still, I tensed. Any reaction I could label 'bad' from him and his ass was grass.
Finally, I found my voice. "How?"
"Short version? Your grandmother."
I sat up. "Yeah. Care to elaborate on that?"
He smiled! The bastard actually thought it was funny. I was not laughing. I was freaked. Even more so when he launched into his tale.
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"So, Izzy seems good for Reid, huh" Kate commented. It had slowed down considerably, but the group, the boys especially, were still wired.
She looked over at Pogue and he smiled in agreement. Alona shook her head. "Trust me, my sister isn't good for anybody, least of all herself."
Tyler evidently didn't have an opinion. All he contributed to the conversation was, "All I know is Reid's fallen for her, no matter which one's the bad influence."
Kate smiled at that. "Oh I know, I think it's so cute." She turned to Caleb and Sarah. "What do you guys think of her?"
Caleb shrugged. "I like her, I guess. No real reason not to."
Kate didn't seem to like that answer but left the topic alone when Pogue asked her to get him a drink. It was perfect timing too, because my sister had just left for the bathroom with Sarah.
Once Kate was out of earshot, Pogue leaned over the table. "I want to propose to Kate tomorrow night. I have it all set up."
"Is this really a good time?" Caleb asked cautiously.
Pogue shrugged. "It's life Caleb. There's always bad times. I'm doing it tomorrow. I just wanted to tell you guys that I'm telling her the secret first."
Tyler smiled. "I think it's about time. You too are made for each other." He turned to Caleb. "When are you gonna make the move on Sarah?" he asked smiling.
Caleb looked around. Seeing Kate busy at the bar, he turned back. "Sarah's pregnant."
Both boys looked shocked. Tyler got the ability to speak back first, but wasn't able to ask the question on his mind before Kate got back. Crap.
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When Reid had finished his story, he looked at me for a reaction. I had none. After what felt like hours of looking at each other, I did the stupid thing. I ran. I was able to grab enough clothes on the way out that I looked somewhat decent on the street.
A few blocks down, I went into an alleyway and just started crying. I'm still not sure why. Something, I guessed, must have been building. It was a lot like Sarah's breakdown. As soon as I made the comparison I started crying harder.
It wasn't like I hated her or anything. I just resented her a little. She invaded my space. She tried to out me. The whole thing reminded me of reading about the witch trials, with out the burning.
Reid didn't seem to have a problem with my powers. Still, I had left. I wasn't sure why. Like I said, the whole thing was a long time coming. What really scared me was when I realized that I hadn't been planning on ever telling anyone about my powers. I hadn't planned even on telling any future husband. I'm my mother.
When I finally was able to walk, it took me just under half an hour to get to Doyle's. I had left my purse at Reid's so I looked around, making sure no one was watching. When I was satisfied, I unlocked the door and let myself in. I found my spare key taped up underneath the glove box. Taking it off, I stuck it in the ignition and drove to my grandmother's house. I was suddenly really glad for that bag of clothes I had taken from my mother's place.
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The next morning…
I had been up all night and I looked it. All my books were tossed into piles on the ground. I hurt everywhere, even my eyes hurt. "This is ridiculous." I muttered turning to the door. "Why can't you just tell me what it is I'm looking for?" I whined as Grams handed me a fresh cup of coffee.
She smiled. I didn't find anything humorous. "I'm not meant to. You're the key. You have to find it for yourself."
She found a seat on my bed as I opened yet another journal. "Can't you at least give me a hint?"
"Don't worry, dear." She comforted. "You'll find it."
And I did.
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