Ginger wanted to feel relief that Sincerity was okay. Sincerity had stopped by the safehouse some time ago to apologize for running off. She hadn't been the wolf that had attacked people, that had been her sister. That had apparently been taken care of as well.
Ginger knew she should feel better that Sincerity hadn't hurt anyone. Sincerity had said she was just so thrown off by the change she'd gone a little nuts but was much calmer now. She needed to spend some time with her family so she had gone home for the night to avoid any more suspicions.
Sam had gone to find Meegan, Marissa had gone to a movie with her boyfriend. Trent was out for the night as well, and Dayna was downstairs in the living room watching /Queer Eye for the Straight Guy/.
Ginger was sitting in her room, trying to do her homework, but found her concentration was lacking. Since the first time she and Sam had arrived in town, this was the first normal night. She wanted to be able to relax and enjoy it like everyone else - so why wasn't she?
She and Sam were supposed to be making their first report to the Vegas Daybreak headquarters in two days time. She had already decided she was going to ask if she could be relocated to the safehouse to allow her to stay with her soulmate. Sam said he saw no reason that Lord Thierry shouldn't allow that. Sam was going to try and talk Meegan into coming back with him to get her back on the right path. Everything looked like it was going pretty well.
But Ginger couldn't relax. Maybe hearing Sincerity's voice could help, she thought as she picked up the phone in her room. Sincerity had never said that Ginger couldn't call her. No one was answering and Ginger was about to hang up - when at last she heard a voice.
"Hello?"
"Sincerity?"
"No, this is Meegan. I take it Sincerity is not with you then."
I knew it, Ginger thought, resting her head on the desk. I knew something was going to go wrong. "No, she told me she was going to go home tonight."
"She was here, but she's gone now. "
Ginger sat up. "I'm coming over." She hung up.
Meegan's eyes rolled as she stared at the phone, the dial tone ringing in her ear. Fifteen minutes later there was still no sign of Ginger. Meegan hadn't bothered mentioning the call to Sam yet. He sat on the bed, watching her. Meegan didn't know what to say. She had her back to him, sat on the window seat, trying to contemplate her next move, what she was going to do when Sam left in two days time.
"What's going on?" Kitty's voice called from downstairs.
Meegan scowled. Kitty was really getting on her nerves. It was taking every ounce of her self control not to shift and tear the bitch to pieces. Sam was stting on the bed, shaking his head and trying not to grin.
"I'm sure you're probably doing me some good but part of me feels like eating /you/," Meegan growled.
Sam grinned, watching her put the phone down. "I know, but you can't eat me - or Kitty no matter how much you might want to. What's happening?"
Meegan shook her head. Se couldn't understand why Sincerity had just disappeared and abandoned her friend. Sincerity would never do a thing like that. Then again, Meegan realised, it was the type of thing her sister would never have done before she became a werewolf. Sincerity had already sneaked off once. "Ginger is coming over, but Sincerity isn't with her."
"What's going on? Where's Sincerity gone?" Kitty appeared in the door way, hands on her hips, looking from Meegan to Sam for an explanation. "I am not hanging around with you losers if she's gone."
"Sincerity isn't feeling well. She says she's really sorry but you need to go home, Kitty." The voice was Ginger's. She came in behind Kitty, then moved to stand in front of her. Ginger repeated her excuse, staring unblinkingly into Kitty's eyes.
Kitty stared back, then blinked a few times. "Oh. Okay then. I guess I'll see her in school tomorrow then." Kitty walked off.
Meegan had to admit if only to herself that she was impressed with Ginger's brainwashing magic. She hadn't thought Ginger had much power at all. Ginger took a crumpled piece of paper out her jeans pocket. "I did a location spell," Ginger said. "This is where Sincerity is. I guess I thought you should know."
"Did you tell anyone else? Call any backup?" Sam asked as he stood up, grabbing his jacket and car keys from the bed.
Ginger shook her head. "I did the spell and came over."
Sam shrugged. "Never mind. We'll scope the place out. I'm sure it's something we can handle."
Meegan heard the conversation but she wasn't really listening. She was staring at the address on the piece of paper Ginger had given to her.
"Meegan?" Sam's hand covered her. "You're as white as a sheet. What's wrong?"
Meegan's mouth opened. Her throat had become oddly parched. "This is…this is the place where Shadow and I used to take…" It was hard for her to get the words out. She watched Sam and Ginger exchanging glances. "This is the building we used to take our victims to," she said finally. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Victims?" Ginger croaked out.
"Yeah," Meegan answered harshly. "I was an assassin remember? That's why you came here - to stop me wasn't it? I worked with Shadow." She scowled, anger darkening her eyes and turning her lips into a frown. She could feel her beast growling just beneath her flesh. How /dare/ Shadow betray her like this. That bitch was going to /pay/. "Let's go get Sincerity back," Meegan said.
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