Sweet Dreams Ch. 9 "You Were Dreaming"
"You're here because not all of the reepers are gone and…," Johan looked to the ground.
"There is a new danger. A new enemy we must fight, but without you and Priest," Johan looked back up shaking his head, "We would all die, even your kind."
"You have to understand, we vampires take precautions. Keep things quiet. We would not have come to you if we didn't think we could handle it our selves." Chupa said. I looked to Johan then to Chupa and back to Johan. I tried to keep my hands from shaking by gluing them to my sides. I was a bit hesitant to look back at Priest.
"Did you know he was alive and here? Is that why we came here, to get him?" I jerked my head back toward Priest as I asked this. Johan slowly nodded.
"He had contacted me soon after he escaped from the hospital. I hurried and got his things and met him back here."
"You tell him the game plan?" Chupa asked in a low voice. He was just as unhappy as I was. Then again he never seemed happy to me. Ever.
"No," was all Johan said never taking his eyes off me.
"We all needed to be here."
"I don't know why you think I can help you. If these reepers are as bad as I'm beginning to fear they are….I'm only human. It wouldn't take much to kill me. Plus I'm 5"3' and only a 105 pounds. I can't exactly out strengthen them." Johan and Priest quietly chuckled at the same time.
"Jeweliah, you need to have more confidence in yourself." Johan said.
"Now we do nothing tonight but I'll be in touch," Johan handed me a little, silver cell phone he had pulled out of his pocket. "I will call you on this cell phone tomorrow night and explain the plan to you."
I frowned at him. "I thought you already knew what was going down."
"I still need to contact a few….. Allies. We will need them greatly."
"Who?" I asked. If I was going to join in on this little escapade then I needed to know who I was working with. I've seen enough of those cop movies and experienced enough of the real deal to know you always have a rat, someone who deals you out to the bad guys. This didn't always happen but it still happened.
"Blade," I raised my eyebrows, not because of who our ally was going to be but Chupa had let out a low growl, almost like a wolf, at the mention of Blade's name. People who growl are just scary, especially when you are convinced they're going to sprout fur and fangs.
Glancing quickly at Chupa to make sure he wasn't going to eat me I asked.
"Where will you guys be?"
"Chupa and I will be at the old safe house, as for Priest he will be staying with you if that's ok."
"No, It's not ok. He bit me and I don't want to chance him getting another case of the munchies, especially if I'm the only one around for him to munch on."
"I can assure you he will try no such thing again." Johan looked at Priest briefly. A promise of wrath was in his eyes. Priest stared back at him blankly before looking to me and giving a single nod of his head. I looked at him, searching his eyes for sincerity. Dammit! He was almost as bad as Rodney.
"Fine, but I swear the first time you try something you're dead meat." Priest smirked at me.
The drive back to the apartment complex seemed a lot shorter than the ride to the big metal warehouse. I stole a glance at Priest as we turned onto the side of the road were the entrance that I took was. He noticed and looked back at me.
"You must be fascinated by me indeed to keep looking at me." A sly smile came over his face.
"Gee I hope that's not part of a pick up line." I opened my car door and got out, shutting the door behind me. Priest followed behind me. The thud, thud of his boots behind me made me a bit anxious. Why? Who the hell knows.
We finally got up all the stairs and to my door. I unlocked it and motioned for him to go on in.
Once we were in I said, "Alright, since I'm forced to let you stay here I'm gonna lay down some rules." Priest opened his mouth to say something. Probably another one of his witty comments, but I cut him off before he could get even a word out.
"I don't care what you do as long as there's no wondering around the apartment at night, that makes me very nervous. I don't want you using anything of mine without permission and…don't start!" I glared at him and his stupid smirking face. "You know what I mean so don't get cute. As long as you respect me and my stuff, I'll be fine."
"Is that all?"
Glaring, I put my hand on my hip, "Yeah." I swear, I stay around this guy much longer my eyes are going to be permanently slanted.
"Where will I sleep?" Priest asked. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"You can sleep on the couch," Giles suddenly made an appearance, circling Priest's feet. Priest looked down at the black cat, raising an eyebrow. "Who's this?" he asked bending down towards the cat. I quickly grabbed the cat, snatching him away. I've seen that Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt movie where they eat the poodles. Well, Brad Pitt at the poodles, but the point is, Priest was a vampire, and whether he was a hungry vamp or not I wasn't going to take any chances. Even though, Gi gi was a wedding gift for a marriage that lasted only three years. Hey, who wants to be married to someone who whores around. In this case, I would be referring to my ex husband, Mark, who was more interested in the women at the supermarket and at his work than with his perfectly wonderful wife, who he left for another woman. That's the only other time I can remember crying, I mean really crying before my mothers death and these last few days. Ok, the last few weeks.
"His name is, Giles and don't think your going to make a meal of him."
"Now, why would I do that?" Priest raised an eyebrow at me.
"Just consider yourself warned. You can eat regular food when you get hungry." I walked passed Priest, down the hall to my bedroom and shut the door.
That night, I don't know if it was because Priest was here or not, but I dreamed of him again and the situation was far more that just sensitive if you catch my meaning. Damn! I stilled had Goosebumps from the ordeal. I got to thinking if the dreams could have this effect on me, What would the real thing be like? I didn't want to know.
The phone rang loudly on the nightstand next to my bed. I looked at the clock and cursed under my breath.
"Jesus christ. It's 3:30 in the morning." I picked up the phone finally on the fourth ring.
"Hello?"
"Hey," it was Rodney, "Where the hell have you been? I've tried to call several times."
"I was asleep, Rod."
"Well I'm glad you're awake now cause I'm coming over. I've really got to talk to you." I was about to protest when the phone hung up. Shit! Shit!
"Priest!" I yelled. Moments later he slowly peeked his head in through the door.
"Yes?"
"I need you to…" He had no shirt on! Dammit I was letting myself get distracted….by Priest! "Why is your shirt off?"
He looked down at his bare chest, then back up at me. "It's just now starting to bother you?" a smile started to form on his face.
"No…I ..its, well my partner, Rodney is on his way and It's not going to look good when he comes in and he sees you shirtless in my house and me in my night clothes. Agree?"
Priest looked over me, just realizing I was in fact in my night clothes, which consisted of pretty much a t-shirt and a pair of thin cotton shorts. He smiled widely as he scoped my bare legs.
"Yes, I agree."
"Alright," I said lowering my voice. "Then you stay in here until I say come out. Understand?"
"As you wish."
I walked passed him, hoping he didn't notice I was shaking and had Goosebumps on my arms. I shut the door and walked into the living room. Giles was in toe with me as soon as he spotted me.
I quickly grabbed Priest's jacket off the couch and hid it underneath my shoulder pack and my own jacket. A knock at the door came just as I was covering the end of a sleeve.
"Hold on!" I yelled so Rodney wouldn't get impatient. I walked over to the door, unlocked it and let Rodney in.
"Sorry to come so late but we have a problelm."
"What is it, Rod?" I was worried. Rodney seemed nervous himself and that made me nervous.
"Mary Stamford is dead. Her body was found about an hour ago in an ally way near her home."
"Shit," I closed my eyes, bowing my head a bit. When I looked back up at Rodney I asked, "Who called it in? Was it murder for sure?"
Rodney sighed, "It was her father that called it in and yes, traces of Semen was found in her cervix. It was all over her stomach as well. Bruises and cuts were all over her body."
Jesus christ!" I ran my hands through my hair. "Is that all?"
"There were two puncture wounds on her inner thigh."
"Give me a minute and I'll be in at the crime scene."
"You sure you don't want me to just take you?" "No, I'll be right behind you."
"Alright. Hurry."
"I will." With that, Rodney hurried back down the hall and stairs and left.
A.N. WOW! Not a bad chap. Sorry it tool so long to write though. Will update soon cause I am officially out of school. YAY!
