Disclaimer: The Night World is the property of L.J. Smith as are any of the characters you recognise like Thierry, Hannah, Keller, Lupe etc.
Spoilers: All of the Night World books especially Witchlight as this story occurs at the same time as Witchlight.
Author's notes: Thanks to all the lovely people who have reviewed this story so far I'm glad you like it. So thanks to *innocent*, Mole and thanks again to Kay and Jasmine FoxFlame.
I'm going to put up a few chapters today because they seem to be taking ages to up load.
Part 3.
When Des got up the next morning she felt wrecked, her shoulder had stiffened and she hadn't got nearly enough sleep. To make things worse when she got to the kitchen she found the two boys talking about her. She stood outside the door and listened in.
"She's not that bad Gwern," Icarus said.
"Yes, she is," Gwern snarled, "she's a complete idiot, she's weak and she doesn't know how to take orders. You and I are in charge, she's supposed to do what we tell her to. What was Thierry thinking?"
Des got angry though she had been thinking the same thing herself, what was Thierry thinking? He had to have an ulterior motive, Thierry didn't do things without a good reason, this time however he'd made a mistake. She walked into the kitchen and discovered the cupboards were bare.
"Oh sorry," Icarus said, "we should have got you something when we were out. I forgot all about you."
Gwern gave her a smug look that told her he hadn't forgotten her at all, he just didn't bother bringing her anything.
"That's okay," she said with a forced smile. She saw a pout develop on Gwern's face, obviously he'd been trying to piss her off. She grinned happily at him.
"Thierry gave us this for you," Icarus said handing her a rectangular shaped object wrapped in brown paper, she took it from him and put it on the table.
"So," Icarus said as she sat down, "What were you before you joined Daybreak? Old Soul, vampire hunter or did you find your soulmate or something?"
"No," Des replied, "just normal."
"Just normal, stupid vermin then," Gwern said smiling an unpleasant smile at her showing a lot of fang.
Icarus threw him a warning look but Des just shrugged, it was true. "Yep," she replied and was surprised to see Gwern's shocked look, "just a nobody, a stupid nobody."
Neither boy spoke so she took the paper from her parcel, she was pretty sure what it was. She smiled when she found herself proved right. A gun, a nice gun, a semi-automatic pistol with silver plated and wood tipped bullets, just what she needed. Thierry had even put a shoulder holster in with the gun, the man thought of everything. She weighed the gun in her hands getting the feel of it.
The boys were looking at her in shock. "What?" she asked.
"It's a gun," Icarus replied.
"No shit Sherlock, I thought it was a bar of soap. Don't look so worried, I now how to use it, Daybreak trained me well."
"Not worried," Icarus said, "impressed."
"Don't be, I know how to use it but I'm not the quickest draw."
"You're not going to wear that all day are you?" Gwern asked as she pulled on the shoulder holster.
"Sure why not," Des said pushing in one of the clips of wood-tipped bullets, "It will be concealed."
Gwern gave her a look, one that told her he'd been anything but impressed and one of unconcealed hatred.
"So what are we doing today?"
"We're going to do what we came here to do," Gwern told her exasperatedly.
"Wow, great briefing chief," Des said.
"Fine you want the plan, the plan is find the girl, find out who's after her and stop them without getting ourselves killed in the process."
"Good plan," Des said with a smile.
Gwern smiled back at her and Des realised suddenly it was the first time he had been remotely friendly to her. The smile lighted up his face and Des realised that he was really, really gorgeous. She blushed as she made the realisation and looked away causing Gwern to smile again.
Elissa sat in the cafe cupping her mug of coffee in her hands. It was freezing outside and the steaming mug was helping to warm her up. There was absolutely no one around, which was usual for Sunday morning, this town was so goddamn boring it made watching paint dry seem positively electrifying. ^If only something exciting would happen,^ she thought, ^or if not exciting at least interesting.^
Not two seconds after she had that thought the door to the cafe opened and three strangers walked in. Two guys and a girl, the guys were absolutely gorgeous, drop dead, kill you granny to get close to gorgeous, the girl on the other hand was pretty ordinary looking, though she had nice hair, long auburn hair but other than that nothing special.
"Is she here?" Icarus asked from behind Gwern.
"I don't see her," Des replied, "how about you?"
"She's not here," Gwern replied, "you might as well get your breakfast and then we can go on without any stops."
Gwern was back in his arrogant bastard mode. "Fine," Des said, "it will be better than me collapsing from hunger and you guys having to carry me home."
Icarus smiled at her but Gwern just threw her 'the look', the you're an idiot and if you don't stop annoying me I will probably kill you look.
Des ate her food quickly but as she did so she noticed a pretty girl staring at them. ^What do you expect, you're with two gorgeous guys of course you're going to attract attention.^
It was strange but she didn't see them like that not really, Icarus was too nice, too friendly for her to see him as anything other than a nice guy and Gwern was too much of a bastard to be thought of as anything else. Gwern was looking at her with a smirk on his face obviously he had caught that last thought. Des suddenly felt childish and stuck her tongue out at him. She got up and headed for the door with the two guys following her.
