MIDNIGHT FLY

Chapter Three

The phone inside my bedroom was crying out to me. Damn, who else knew my number? I quickly moved my collection of Laurell K. Hamilton books to the side so that I could reach my caller I.D. Fuck, it's unavailable. Should I answer it or let it ring? What if it's Claudia? What's if it's Shawn telling me something bad happened to Claudia? Dammit.

"Hello?"

"Sara?"

"The one and only. Who is this?"

"It's Daniella."

"Why would you call me?"

"I wanted to tell you that Claudia might be in trouble."

"How's your hand?"

Her voice fell distant. "It's fine. I've been going to physical therapy."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there."

"It wasn't your fault. You were in the hospital."

"Yeah, how did you get my number?"

"Shawn gave it to me."

"Aight. What's up with Claudia?"

"There's a new presence in St. Louis. It's extremely powerful Sara."

"Yeah, so what does it have to do with Claudia?"

"Shawn meant to call you but you were in the hospital."

"Wanna spit it out. It's my time here."

"Okay, Sara, there's something out here killing wereanimals just by their power."

"So what."

"It killed a few of them already. Shawn's afraid he'll be next."

I threw my left arm into the air. "Well great."

"It gets worse. Some of Richard Zeeman's werewolves have caught the feel of the power."

"Fuck. What else?"

"They scheduled a flight at ten A.M. tomorrow Sara. Remember that please."

"What's in it for you?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit."

"I've come close to one of the werewolves. Please, save him."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll be on the plane. Keep him safe Daniella."

"I'll try."

"Keep him off the immediate ground for a while."

"What do you mean?"

"Stay off the grass, gravel, dirt, pavement, concrete..."

"I get it," I could tell that she smiled into the receiver. "He'll be alright."

"Aight. Bye."

I hung up without hearing her say bye. I sat back on my bed holding the entire phone in my hands. What's out there that would make Daniella be this scared? For God's sake, she was the lover of a vampire. Who is she dating now? Fuck! What about the bats? Dammit.

I jumped up from the bed, knocking the phone on the floor. I ran into my kitchen jabbing my knee into my dining table. Dammit. That will have to be moved. My kitchen was almost entirely white. My pale, white table was an oval shape that only took up one fourth of the room. It had four chairs surrounding it. Hey, I used to have company over. My sister, Claudia's sister, Claudia and me. A nice little family.

I ran to my kitchen phone, pulling the receiver down to me. There on the number list was Cassie's number. I stood there holding the phone in my hand rushing Cassie's number out. My fingers were too shaky to even try. I took in a few deep breaths. If I don't get this right, I'll never be able to leave. Calm down. Geez. The shot the doc gave me is really helping. I feel great. Alright, try the phone again.

I dialed it correctly this time. I put the phone up to my ears to hear nothing. Shit! The phone in my room is down. Ahh. I'll just go visit her. I walked over to my table, there in the middle was a small oval vase. Inside were the keys to my black '95 jeep. It was still in perfect condition. Kinda a miracle. I've been through so much in these past few years. It's amazing I'm still alive. I think that could change any day now. Alright Sara, let's just make it to my car.

The door to my garage is located in the back of my living room. It's close to my black leather love seat. Cameron seems to like that one. Well look where Cameron is. Nowhere here. Yeah, where were the cops? I guess they are used to this situation. It's like every bad guy in American knows where I live.

My jeep sat in the dark just collecting dust. It's been forever since I took it for a drive. Remember the extremely handsome guys giving me help everywhere I turn. It's nice, but hell, freedom would be best. I stood there rubbing my hands on my shoulders. Shit, am I missing Cameron that much? It's not possible. I'm not 'in love' with him. I care about him in a friendly kind of way. Then why was I missing him in a more than friendly way. Love is so complicated!

My keys easily slipped into the ignition. My Jeep started up just like I drove it yesterday. Feels good to be in the driver seat. Now, if I can only remember where Cassie lives. She brought me there a few days ago when I was fully awake. No pains, no aches, no tears, just happy go lucky me. Cameron wasn't with us. He had to work. What the hell? Am I going to think of Cameron every second from now on? Am I that doomed? Of course not. No one I truly love stays in my life. All except Claudia. But she's in St. Louis facing her worst nightmare. I get to follow her. Yippee!