Part 2
The plane finally landed, but it wasn't until they were out of the airport that Cam started to feel more like himself. A nondescript car was waiting for him and Honey, driven by a local Daybreaker. He was small with curly red hair, dressed in last season's Gap bootleg jeans, and a dull dark green T-shirt. Cam had the feeling this guy was a werewolf, but didn't comment.
Thierry had insisted he go with Honey to stay with her in a Daybreak safehouse, just in case. He needed to sweep the area before he let Honey out anywhere, just to make sure there were no problems.
"You're quiet," Honey commented from the seat beside him. "Still finding your nerves?"
"Shut up. I'm not a flyer, okay, since when was that a crime?" Cam snapped. "Hey, are we there yet?" He could do with a few minutes out of Honey's presence.
As far as she knew, he was there for moral support rather than protection. She had an annoying habit of being rebellious, if she thought that he thought she needed protection, then she was going to deliberately go off and do something stupid, it was a pretty safe bet. They had their differences, but Cam couldn't even begin to think what his life would be like without Honey in it.
They were driving down some residential streets now, the 'wolf was turning into a driveway. "Yeah, we're here. Ever heard the phrase 'patience is a virtue'?"
Cam snorted. "Not one of mine."
Honey elbowed him. "Hey! Be nice," she hissed. "Deacon hasn't done anything to you."
Cam stared at her, then rolled his eyes in disgust. "Whatever."
Honey got out the car, leaving him to get the bags. Inside the house already were two other girls, one small attractive brunette, and the other a tall redhead. Honey had already taken care of introductions when Cam came inside. "This is Tosha Abforth," Honey nodded at the brunette, "and Selwyn Halloway. He's Cambridge Redfern."
"Cam," Cam said quickly. He was usually only called by his full name when he was in trouble.
The only other guy in the place, the werewolf, grumbled something rude under his breath and stalked off out the room.
Cam frowned. "What's his problem?"
Tosha's eyes followed the guy as he left the room. "Deacon's had some issues with Redferns. Don't take it personally." "Whatever," Cam muttered and started for the front door.
"Where the hell are you going?" Honey demanded, tossing back her raven hair.
"To look around. I'll see you later." He left before she could ask him any more questions.
Hands shoved in his pockets he began wandering around. It didn't much for him to find his way about the place. He didn't see anything interesting or anyone who looked particularly suspicious. He found himself eventually looking for Honey's old house, just to make sure she wouldn't be disappointed when she came later.
The door to the house was opening and a girl was coming out. Cam hadn't seen any pictures of Honey's family, so he had no idea what who she was for a minute. He blinked several times when he saw her clearly. Wait a minute - the girl was *Honey*.
Only she was wearing different clothes. Cam stared at her in disbelief. She was unbelievable! The other girls were supposed to keep her occupied while he checked the place out. Thierry had told him that personally. She wasn't supposed to be stupid enough to *in* the house. The people in the town thought she was dead, he had seen a gravestone in the cemetery with Honey's name on.
"Are you completely brainless?" he snapped, stalking over to her and grabbing her arm. "Do you *want* to get yourself killed for real?"
Honey eyed him doubtfully. "Excuse me?"
"You're supposed to be waiting for me at the safehouse."
"What safehouse? Who the hell are you?"
Cam blinked again. "Honey?"
The girl with Honey's face frowned at him. "Honey's dead. She's been dead for five years."
"Then who are you?"
"Carmella. Her sister. You?"
Honey had never mentioned anything about having a twin. What else hadn't she bothered telling him? How could he trust her now?
"I have just made a huge mistake," he answered, leaving as fast as she could to escape Carmella's questions.
Honey had some explaining to do.
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The plane finally landed, but it wasn't until they were out of the airport that Cam started to feel more like himself. A nondescript car was waiting for him and Honey, driven by a local Daybreaker. He was small with curly red hair, dressed in last season's Gap bootleg jeans, and a dull dark green T-shirt. Cam had the feeling this guy was a werewolf, but didn't comment.
Thierry had insisted he go with Honey to stay with her in a Daybreak safehouse, just in case. He needed to sweep the area before he let Honey out anywhere, just to make sure there were no problems.
"You're quiet," Honey commented from the seat beside him. "Still finding your nerves?"
"Shut up. I'm not a flyer, okay, since when was that a crime?" Cam snapped. "Hey, are we there yet?" He could do with a few minutes out of Honey's presence.
As far as she knew, he was there for moral support rather than protection. She had an annoying habit of being rebellious, if she thought that he thought she needed protection, then she was going to deliberately go off and do something stupid, it was a pretty safe bet. They had their differences, but Cam couldn't even begin to think what his life would be like without Honey in it.
They were driving down some residential streets now, the 'wolf was turning into a driveway. "Yeah, we're here. Ever heard the phrase 'patience is a virtue'?"
Cam snorted. "Not one of mine."
Honey elbowed him. "Hey! Be nice," she hissed. "Deacon hasn't done anything to you."
Cam stared at her, then rolled his eyes in disgust. "Whatever."
Honey got out the car, leaving him to get the bags. Inside the house already were two other girls, one small attractive brunette, and the other a tall redhead. Honey had already taken care of introductions when Cam came inside. "This is Tosha Abforth," Honey nodded at the brunette, "and Selwyn Halloway. He's Cambridge Redfern."
"Cam," Cam said quickly. He was usually only called by his full name when he was in trouble.
The only other guy in the place, the werewolf, grumbled something rude under his breath and stalked off out the room.
Cam frowned. "What's his problem?"
Tosha's eyes followed the guy as he left the room. "Deacon's had some issues with Redferns. Don't take it personally." "Whatever," Cam muttered and started for the front door.
"Where the hell are you going?" Honey demanded, tossing back her raven hair.
"To look around. I'll see you later." He left before she could ask him any more questions.
Hands shoved in his pockets he began wandering around. It didn't much for him to find his way about the place. He didn't see anything interesting or anyone who looked particularly suspicious. He found himself eventually looking for Honey's old house, just to make sure she wouldn't be disappointed when she came later.
The door to the house was opening and a girl was coming out. Cam hadn't seen any pictures of Honey's family, so he had no idea what who she was for a minute. He blinked several times when he saw her clearly. Wait a minute - the girl was *Honey*.
Only she was wearing different clothes. Cam stared at her in disbelief. She was unbelievable! The other girls were supposed to keep her occupied while he checked the place out. Thierry had told him that personally. She wasn't supposed to be stupid enough to *in* the house. The people in the town thought she was dead, he had seen a gravestone in the cemetery with Honey's name on.
"Are you completely brainless?" he snapped, stalking over to her and grabbing her arm. "Do you *want* to get yourself killed for real?"
Honey eyed him doubtfully. "Excuse me?"
"You're supposed to be waiting for me at the safehouse."
"What safehouse? Who the hell are you?"
Cam blinked again. "Honey?"
The girl with Honey's face frowned at him. "Honey's dead. She's been dead for five years."
"Then who are you?"
"Carmella. Her sister. You?"
Honey had never mentioned anything about having a twin. What else hadn't she bothered telling him? How could he trust her now?
"I have just made a huge mistake," he answered, leaving as fast as she could to escape Carmella's questions.
Honey had some explaining to do.
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