Disclaimer: If I owned the sons of Ipswich, I wouldn't be writing. J
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Later that night…
"So Caleb sticks his hand out and introduces himself, and boom. His eyes are totally black and the Tempest girl is on the floor." Reid explains to Pogue and Tyler lounging on the couch while Caleb relaxed in a nearby chair.
Pogue was still pissy that he had to get rid of Kate while, Tyler was freaking out. "Did she see?"
Reid shook his head. "I don't think so. She didn't seem to. I gave her an out to run and everything."
Pogue looked over to Caleb. "Why?"
"I don't know." Caleb shrugged. He leaned forward. "It… It felt like it was being pulled out of me. Like I was being forced to use or something." He leaned back with a still confused look in his eye.
"How could you be forced to use?" Tyler asked to no one in particular.
Pogue rolled his eyes. "Are you sure it wasn't just the seduction of the powers catching you vulnerable or something." he said half heartedly.
"All I know is that it felt like my power was being sucked out of me." Caleb said, his tone solemn.
"Okay." Tyler stood. "Any qualms about missing your classes tomorrow?"
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My mother hadn't been fun to deal with and I felt sorry for dropping Tyler and Reid, but they seemed fine with catching a ride home with their friends. I smirked. The date hadn't been terrible. After my fainting spell, Reid had been cool. He talked with me more, but shut up and let me control the conversation when my associates would show up, even though I sensed it was against his nature.
Alona had followed me to my dorm and was on both her cell and the dorm's cordless with two separate banks trying to figure out how much Jimmy had made off. Meanwhile, I was doing my googling on Mr. Caleb Danvers. He had powers. I knew it. What was worse, he had my powers. I was more confused than I'd ever plan to admit.
My cell rang out in the silence. "Hello?"
"Hey Izzy." Thank god for Greg. "I got it."
"Yeah?" I was smiling and praying for something that would sedate my sister.
Greg sighed on the other end. "I checked all local and nearby plane, train, and bus stations. Nothing, but my sister at JFK says she has a James Turner on the 4:00 flight."
"AM?" I asked cautiously looking at my watch. It was 2:17, no 2:18.
"Yeah."
"Where?"
"Well that's the good part. At least he's not leaving the country." I sighed with impatience. "Vegas."
"Great we lose him in the crowd?" I asked clicking on pages on my computer fully frustrated my search wasn't turning up anything conclusive on Danvers.
Greg paused. "Where's the faith?" he asked with a laugh. "Look, my sister can follow him to Vegas, but…"
"How much?" I had no qualms about the money. Of course, I didn't just get robbed.
I knew Greg had a thing about taking my money. He wasn't even collecting on the PI goose chase I sent him on hours ago. "Just ticket, room, and meals."
"Tell her I'll wire the money first thing. Just get her on that plane." I was pleading. I don't plead.
I could almost hear Greg nod. "You got it babe."
I hung up the phone and covered my face with my hands. I felt bad for Alona, I was pissed at Jimmy's audacity, I felt ashamed as if it had happened on my watch, and I was tired. My body screamed for sleep.
I heard the front door shut and closed off the internet, figuring Sarah wouldn't appreciate me checking up on her boy toy. She came into the bedroom as I was standing to stretch and undress.
Sarah shot me a small smile as she moved to her side and started getting ready for her shower too. "How was the end of the party?" I asked.
Sarah shrugged. "It was ok. Not my thing, but it was for Caleb." she said, with a smile on her face when she mentioned him.
"So, you guys are pretty serious, right?" I asked. In the background, I could hear Alona calming down with the banker she was currently harassing. I slipped out of my panty hose as I wrapped my body with a white towel.
"Since the beginning of senior year."
I shot a look at my dress strewn across the bed. "He and Reid are pretty tight, right?"
Sarah glanced over at me. "So… Your into Reid. Yeah. They grew up in Ipswich together with Pogue and Tyler. They're like brothers."
I forced a smile when I noticed Sarah watching me. "What? He's cute."
Sarah giggled and went in front of me as we made our way to the shower room. Reid was more than cute. He was hot, but he was rich. He had been sweet that night, but I doubted that would stick. Besides, I had to be careful. I didn't know if he knew about Caleb. If he did, he could be dangerous. But, I knew my logic wasn't going to stop the dreams I was bound to have of the blonde wonder.
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The next day…
I woke up the next to a vanished roommate and a sister sleeping haphazardly on my couch. With a groan, I realized I wasn't on my bed. I had fallen out of it. "Jesus Crisp." I muttered pushing myself up off the floor.
Glancing at the clock, I sighed in relief that I wasn't late. I turned on my CD player on, loud enough so that Alona would wake up, and started getting dressed as Cyndi Lauper sang about girls and fun.
I realized my computer was flashing as I threw on my jeans and a 'The Fixx' tee-shirt. I clicked on the message as Alona, evidently, awoke and began flipping out that she was late, which technically wasn't true unless you had timed my sister's grooming habits in person.
Hey,
Sarah gave me your screen name. It was too late to call last night and I will be out of town tomorrow, or today. You wanna go out for a drink when I get back?
Reid
I smiled. It was weird, but cute. I messaged him back and went out into the abandoned common room. Alona had left her cell, so I grabbed it before taking a water from the mini fridge and my books from next to the door.
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While I made a quick trip to Western Union before classes, Alona was worrying about what to wear. She was sure she was going to see Tyler and wanted to look smashing. Turns out, she didn't run into him all day. And believe me, she had her eyes peeled.
Even though she was down that she wasn't spotting her dream man, I was happy that that dilemma and worry kept her from thinking about Jimmy.
During lunch, I was careful not to draw her attention to the text messages I was getting from Greg on his progress. I was proud of him too. Only one message was yelling at me for the huge chunk of change I had wired to his sister. I just told him that it was because I wanted the job done right.
When Alona dropped into silence having exhausted the Tyler issue, my mind rolled over to Reid and his corny lil message. It made me smile. I was definitely going to meet him for a drink. Something was still wrong with Caleb, but it was going to have to wait. Besides, what was the harm in seeing Reid.
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Ever since Chase, the basement gave Caleb a bad vibe. He wasn't sure why, but it didn't help that the group had been stuck down there all day reading the books and journals of covenant members before them. Books were thrown in piles everywhere. He doubted anyone remember which one was which.
Pogue closed the book he was reading and declared, "Okay. I officially know way more than I ever wanted to about my ancestors."
Caleb leaned back against the wall behind him. "What do we do? This obviously isn't helping."
Reid made a face and was thinking, while thumbing through his current feature. "I can't believe I'm going to say this." Tyler muttered. "Caleb," Caleb looked up at him hopeful. "You need to go to a psychic."
A laugh escaped from Reid. "Like Ms. Cleo?" he asked sarcastically.
Tyler rolled his eyes. "It's not like it's gonna hurt. We can't possibly know less."
An accepting look crossed Pogue's face. "But what if it doesn't work."
"Unless you have any bright ideas, it's all we've got for now." Tyler said with a shrug.
Caleb surprisingly accepted it. "It's not like it's incredibly far off. We'll try it."
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