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„Al"I heard something humming dreadfully and tried to chase away the insect that without doubt tried to hum me into craziness. "AL" I was very cranky, because I knew that my quiet would not last much longer. But I would hold on to it. I earned some piece. I was keeping alive the witch with the most suicidal tendency. 24/7. If I had earned anything it was peace and quiet. And I would most certainly…Clap. Agitated I opened my eyes and sat up straight abruptly. "Don't ever do that again." I threatened as I took in Rachel whose hand was still up in the air. Stopped midway after she had slapped me right across the face. She looked as if she could not decide whether to be shocked or puzzled about herself or if she should just grin like a Cheshire cat. So her face was showing a grotesque mask of hidden schadenfreude (yeah German word) and honest surprise. I would have preferred hypocritical regret. Maybe the urge to kill her would not have been so overwhelming then.
"What was I supposed to do instead?" she said defensively. "We were hit by a pile of potions and I have no idea where the hell we are not in your kitchen anymore that's for sure." She led her gaze travel over the wood that was surrounding the clearance we were standing in. "Unless you have got the world's best indoor outfitter."
Sometimes she had the humor of a soaked sponge. "Do you hear that" I said. She grew serious immediately. "What?" she asked tensely and cautiously tilted her head from side to side in order to better pick up any possible noises. Her whole body became tense and got ready for the fight. A small hint of fear entered her eyes. As I closed my eyes I could all but smell her cold sweat. A fantastic smell. I would have liked nothing more than to throw myself at her in this very moment.
Rachel held her breath and listened a few seconds more. Then all her muscles relaxed and she looked at me. "I don't hear a thing" I grinned sardonically. "Exactly. No yelling Pierce. That means we definitely are not in my kitchen anymore." Rachel grew angry and flipped back her hair aggressively. "You played me." "How very sharp of you to notice, Rachel Mariana Morgan. How could I possibly have missed this genius on my side all this time? "Rachel rolled her eyes at me and I was glad that she did not notice how I covered my insecurity with sarcasm. Naturally I had recognized our whereabouts right away. I also already had a theory why we were here but as long as I was not entirely sure I would not trouble Rachel. She generally was a bit hyper nervous and she tended to make bad decisions while panicking. That had been the reason why she had gotten involved with me in the first place. That and her ex-boyfriend Nick. Had she killed him already? Bit by bit I was losing track.
I heard voices coming out of the wood. I closed my eyes to find out how long it would take for them to reach us. "Trapped with you in ... God knows where. I couldn't possibly think of anything worse." Rachel clearly was hurt that I had been able to trick her that easily. "The hell am I secure" she complained. With her loud chitter chatter she made it impossible for me to localize the voices. "Psst" I said roughly and waved my hand as if I tried to chase away flies. Abruptly Rachel faced me and gave me a very aggressive look. "Do you really think I am stupid enough to fall for the same prank two times in a row?" she wanted to know. No my lovely itchy witch I think you are even more stupid than that. I had no wish whatsoever to talk that through, as I knew there would be no end to the discussion unless I admitted she was right. Rachel really was a sore loser.
So I did not really pay any attention to her talk instead I took her by the hand and pressed my mine over her mouth and retreaded with a struggling Rachel into the thicket. I could hear her protesting loudly but all one could perceive through the gloves was a dumb murmur. Maybe I should get a gag sometime. The temptation of being able to mute Rachel's slip slop really was worth the thought.
"Ouch" I swore and pulled back my hand when Rachel's sharp teeth cut through the velvet. "You bit me" I stated outraged and withheld the urge to slap her. "It is not my fault I if you decide to go all psychotic kidnapper all of a sudden?" well kidnapper is not quiet the right term here anymore. Rather a womanapper. I had to grin over my own joke and Rachel looked at me as if I had finally lost it. Don't judge me by your own standards. "What was that all about anyways?" she said filled with indignation. She wanted to say more but at that moment two figures did enter the clearing. "Would you already shut your demon damned hole?" I hissed and pushed her head down, behind a bush. Rachel still wanted to add something. Possibly she wanted to fill me in on all the places I could stuff it but then she saw the two people and went mute. Good girl.
"Who's that?" she asked. The people were facing each other. One had his back on us. The other, slightly smaller one was entirely covered by the first one. Anyhow I knew right away who those two were. My fears had come true. The first figure as familiar to me as none ever would be. These movements I would have recognized out of a thousand.
Rachel on the contrary was starring at the person very concentrated. Suddenly something close to a skeptic look appeared on her face. She tilted her head. As if from this point of view everything would look entirely different. Then her gaze fell on me and traveled from head to toe and back again. Then she looked back to the figure. She had understood. She was leaning in on me and whispered. "Hey. Somebody's got the same gruesome clothes as you. And there I was thinking a taste like yours had to be one of a kind." I was looking at her dumbfounded and wanted to make another comment about her nonexistent intelligence. But right then the person turned around as if she wanted to make sure that no one was watching them. Rachel's eyes went wide as she understood and she mouthed an Oh my god. Now she had got it. I stared into a face I knew only too well. My face.
