Thea101: Yup. At least I think it was Egyptian, well sort of Arabic. I got it from a website on Yahoo! ::Grins wickedly:: Glad you liked that last chapter, this one might not be as funny, but you might think so…
Jezel Blackwind: ::Another evil grin:: I'm sorry; I just had to do that. It was funny wasn't it?? Hope you like this chapter?
In the words of Burt Gummer (Michael Gross, the guy with all the bombs and guns and stuff from 'Tremors 2 Aftershocks') "Doin' what I can with what I got."
Thank you both for reviewing, and everyone else who has, and hopefully who will.
And now…on with the story.
********************************* PART 18 *******************************
"Owwww. Something hurts. Oh yeah, my groin." I mumble as soon as I wake up.
I hear footsteps walking into the room, and I crack one eyelid open.
"Hey Nila." Rowan says. "How are you feeling?"
"Hi Rowan." I mumble. "I'm fine, just a bit sore."
"Can you walk?" She asks concerned.
"I think so." I reply.
I sit up on the couch and swing my legs over, and then more or less tumble off the damn thing. I stand up and stretch as much as the pain between my legs allows me.
"Ooh. That one hurt." I mutter.
"Here, let me help." Rowan puts her arm around my waist and helps me to walk.
We walk up the stairs and through the halls, and yet up more flights of stairs.
"Thierry really needs to get a couple of elevators. My legs are killing me." I murmur.
"Oh yeah. I have to agree with you one hundred and ten percent on that one." Rowan agrees.
After walking up the stairs and down yet more halls, we come to a stop in front of Thierry's private library.
Rowan opens the door, leads me to a chair and helps me sit down.
"Ah. That feels better." I say to myself.
"Hey Nila." James says. "How are you feeling?"
"Is there an echo in here?" I mumble.
"What do you mean?" Mark asks.
"Well, your girlfriend's older sister just asked me the same question." I mutter. "I'm fine James, really. I think you just crushed the only tree in Thierry's forest though."
"Nila?" Thierry starts.
"Yes Thierry?" I ask.
"I'm sterile. Meaning I can't have kids." He points out.
"No, actually you can." I say.
"How can I? I'm a made vampire, made vampires cannot have kids." He explains.
"No. You're one-quarter Lamia, one-quarter witch and half human, and a girl. Of course you can have kids." I say impatiently. "But if you go and lose my virginity, there'll be hell to pay. As I've already pointed out to your wife yesterday. Or was it the day before?" I ask, looking into middle distance thoughtfully.
"I won't do anything like that." Thierry snaps. "Unless of course you do something like that with Miles."
"I am insulted that you would even think that Thierry. I'm not even ready for that kind of commitment. At least not yet." I explode.
"I am insulted that you would think that way about Hannah and I. Why would I even do something like that? It's more fun me sticking my…" Thierry starts.
"Hey!" Hannah yells. "Knock it off the pair of you, before I knock you both into next week!"
"He started it." I grumble.
"Did not!" Thierry objects.
"Oh, will the pair of you please grow up? Thierry you're the grown up here, act like it, not a little kid." Hannah snaps at him. "And you." She whirls on me. "Act like a seventeen year old an not a five year old."
"We're sorry." I squeak.
"We'll be good." Thierry squeaks as well.
"You better." She demands. "Now let's all go back to at least try and act like civilised people."
"Okay." Thierry and I reply in unison.
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"I still can't find anything." Poppy complains, three hours later.
"Neither can I." Ash agrees.
"I have an idea." I pipe up.
"It better not be anything stupid." Thierry warns.
"It isn't." I argue.
"What is it child? Tell us?" Mother Cybele prompts.
"Well, why don't I just do the same thing I did before?" I suggest.
"What was it that you did before?" Delos asks.
"Remember I wished to the Goddess that Thierry and I would swap lives?" I ask.
"Yes. So what?" Ash says lazily.
"Well, what if I just wish to the Goddess for Thierry and I to have our lives back? Maybe it'll work?" I say.
"What if it doesn't?" Gillian asks.
"It's worth a shot." David agrees.
"Hell. She's got my vote." Thierry says, still irritated at me.
"Go ahead, Nila. Make your wish." Aradia says.
"Okay." I say standing up. "Here goes…something." I mutter. "I wish to the Goddess that Thierry and I can have our lives back!" I yell with the familiar ring of authority in my voice.
"Nothing happened.' Iliana says.
"Give it time. I went to bed after I wish the first time, then when I woke up the next morning, I became flat chested and grew something else down south." I remind them. "Maybe if Thierry and I sleep on it, it might work."
"Maybe." Thierry says. "Okay people, it's now one thirty in the morning, let's get some shut eye. Hopefully we'll have our own lives back by then."
All of us leave the books on the floor; get up and out the library doors. Once out, we all go downstairs to the second floor where we each go our separate ways.
I flop down on my lovely comfy bed, and fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow.
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A/N: Will Thierry and Nila get their own bodies back? Will Thierry lose Nila's virginity? Will Thierry's ::clears throat:: um…manhood be alright? Tune in next time for another chapter of…::drum roll:: 'Who Are You?'
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