B r E n N a N
Talking to trees?... Shit. And they say I have problems.
"Quite an argument." Callum quipped, reclining in his seat like a cat stretching after a nap.
"Entertainment." Tivon agreed. "Like an edited episode of Jerry Springer, we should bug em all if they're all this much fun."
Brennan kicked the monitors they'd been watching, hard, as the snow running across them consumed the entire screen. "Tivon, let's go. Callum, keep an eye on the wolf." He indicated the Sofia Blake's boyfriend on the monitor. It had after all been obvious he was Night World. His name said it all. 'Rudolph' meant famous wolf, even a stupid Night Worlder would be able to spot he was a werewolf. If not by the name the black foxglove emblem on his ring would have told them.
"Got it." Callum replied, adjusting his seat.
Brennan was on his feet and half way out the door when Tivon spoke. "You shouldn't beat the shit out of the equipment boss. It cost us big bucks, remember?" One look from Brennan made him smile and add quickly. "I'm shutting up now Boss."
They caught up with their quarry in Broe Street park. And she had a very interesting hobby too, if pummelling trees constituted a hobby. Brennan watched amused as she punched the metal post of the nearby swingset before turning her fury onto a nearby Willow. She seemed to stop for a moment glancing, confused, from the pole to the tree and then to her fist.
"What's she doing?" Tivon asked, trying to strangle his spluttering laughter.
Brennan could hear the girls surprised thoughts and mutterings. "She's trying to figure out why punching a tree hurts more than punching a metal pole."
"Half witch, half vampire girl there hasn't got a clue has she?" Tivon said, shaking his head.
"No." Brennan confirmed. Carter Blake had been adopted at age nine months, something she was clearly oblivious to, and had a string of expulsions and reports on strange behaviour tied to her permanent record, which had led to her being dragged to numerous doctors and psychologists. Her father Casey Blake had been in the navy which would explain her martial arts skills and her mother was the manager of a gallery. However, as soon as Brennan and his team-mates had laid eyes upon the raven-haired Carter it was evident that the wolf Rudolph had made a huge mistake. Because not only did she have the aura of a witch, her power also emanated that of a Lamia. She was as Tivon said, a half witch half vampire.
Brennan grinned as Carter stiffened and turned to face them muttering. "Just because you're not paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you." Beside him, Tivon chuckled.
She scanned her surroundings briefly. "Right! Show yourselves! Because I so know you're there!" She exclaimed to the empty park.
Brennan and Tivon grinned at each other, before Tivon dived out of the shrubbery, leaving Brennan leaning on a tree. "Merry met," he said carefully.
She raised her eyebrows before looking annoyed. "Oh no, not another glow worm."
"What?" A slight brow creased his eyes until it cleared a second later. "She can see auras!" He turned and told the still hidden Brennan, whirling back to Cater he repeated. "You can see auras!" He took a breath. "Do you know how rare that is? I mean do you know what you can do with that? And?-"
"Talking to trees," commented Carter. "Shit. And they say I have problems." She still looked annoyed.
Tivon regarded her seriously. "They talk back too."
Carter eyebrows raised further at this. "Well then, don't let me interrupt your conversation. I'll leave you to it."
"Have a good day." He said earnestly. "That tree," he pointed with his index finger to the tree beside him. "This scraggly one called Brennan, says have a good day as well."
This made Carter's eyebrows raise to her hairline. "Yeah... o...k. Whatever." She said, carefully, as she backed away slowly.
Tivon couldn't help it. He cracked up despite all of his assassin training.
"And my mother says don't go in the park after dark. She never warned me about the psychos who wander it by day."
"You're a good kid," Tivon told her, laughing harder. "Real funny."
Carter stopped for a moment before continuing her retreat. "Good? Me? Never heard that one before." She was almost to the gates now.
Tivon waved as she disappeared down the street. Brennan grinned at the whole scene before stepping out to discipline the witch.
"Tivon battered his eyelids. "Hi Daddy."
The sharp smack to his head didn't stop him smiling. "You idiot!" Brennan informed him.
"I'm hurt, daddy. Cut to the quick!"
Brennan stiffened slightly. "Don't start on that again..."Tivon gave him a pout.
Brennan shook his head. "You want me to smack you again?"
"Depends where you smack me?" Tivon said, still pouting.
"Smack you with a knife in the balls to get rid of your hormones." He said simply.
"Ohhhh..."
Brennan glared. "Check on Callum. I'll keep an eye on the girl."
Tivon notched up his smile. "Admit it. You're gay really." Brennan stalked off leaving a laughing Tivon behind.
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