RPOV
Oh, the lazy days. Everyone else were running around the town putting tracking devises onto the last strigois. Dimitri was sitting behind me on the couch and playing with my hair. I guess he was practising his braiding skills just in case we had a baby girl. But I think the baby will me a boy. A mini-Dimitri that would love cowboys just like his dad. And we would have to buy bed sheets and towels with cowboy prints. The idea made me smile.
"What?" Dimitri asks turning his eyes away from the screen. We had been watching a live broadcast of trackers. It was becoming quite clear where the nest was located but right now we were more interested in some random strigois going to storage area at the outskirts of the town.
"Just thinking that the baby is probably a boy." I smile still watching red dots on the screen.
"I think it´s a girl." Dimitri argues.
"You want another Hathaway running around?" I just laugh.
"Belikova." He corrects. "But yes."
"Belikova." I smile glancing at my ring. "Do you have any names in mind?"
"Some. I heard Queen Vasilisa was demanding that the baby should be named after her." Dimitri finishes my braid.
"With all love, no." I shake my head. "Though Vasili isn´t such a bad name. It would be Russian and it reminds me of Game of Thrones!"
"We are not naming our baby after Game of Thrones." Dimitri seems horrified about the idea.
"Okay-okay!" I laugh and join Dimitri on the couch. "But still a Russian name?"
"Something that would translate easily to English too." Dimitri adds.
"Sounds good." I lean against Dimitri and start thinking about the names. Dimitri gently lays his hand on my stomach and returns his gaze back to the screen. And there it shows up again! Some random strigoi going solo and heading towards the warehouses. I tap Dimitris hand to get his attention. He sees it too. This is the fourth time we detect the same pattern. Something is definitely going on. Maybe, just maybe we found Tasha!
Dimitri is up even before I can ask him to. He takes the phone and calls Abe. I take the laptop and call Sydney. She answers pretty quickly. "Hey, Syd!"
"Morning, Rose." She seems little cranky. Probably because of the lag.
"Sorry for the early start but we think we found something. Can you log on to the program too?"
"Sure, give me a minute." She yawns and moves to her study. "What do you got?"
"This one particular strigoi keeps going back to the warehouses. We already know that he doesn´t stay there for daylight. He just makes regular trips. We need to know why." I describe as Sydney logs in.
"So it would seem… Can you see the overlapping statics?" The maps light up showing all the data at once.
"Yeah, I see it. Can you find some cameras nearby?" I make room for Dimitri who is still on the phone.
"Sure. It will take a moment thought." Sydney warns me.
"It´s okay, I´ll hold." I promise and try to listen to Dimitris conversation. He is most likely talking with Abe. They are about to call the night and head home. Dimitri and Pavel plan on checking the area themselves.
It doesn´t take that long for Sydney to get back on the phone. "Got it."
"What do you see?" I ask and get Dimitri to listen too.
"Right now, the strigoi is carrying some unconscious human towards the warehouse. The human seems to be unharmed. Just knocked out. Food for someone?" Sydney speculates.
"Most likely. It can´t be for another strigoi because it´s night-time right now and bring lunch home for honey seems just too kind for strigois." I guess.
"Can you see how many strigois there seems to be?" Dimitri asks.
"I see just one." Sydney says after a short pause.
"Let´s go." I nod and start to get up.
"You are not going anywhere." Dimitri pulls me back down on the couch.
"Oh, come on! There is only one strigoi and Tasha. We can surprise them!"
"No!" Dimitri exclaims. "Pavel and I will handle this."
"Try to stop me." I declare and get up. Dimitri looks like he just might stop me. But before he can grab me, I am already by the door and putting my coat on. "Come on!"
"You stay at the car." Dimitri says very unhappy but still follows me out of the door.
