RyneiDai here to say what I don't think I have to but should;
I DO NOT own any of the Covenant characters, the ones I do own are most likely the ones that don't look familiar to you.
This is my new Covenant story. Because I just didn't know how to end my other ones, so I started over to do so.
I hope you enjoy, RyneiDai.
1/1/2017 -I'll be doing some editing on the six chapters I have posted so far. This is mostly for me to get reacquainted with my story and to fix the few mistakes I saw whIle I was rereading it when I was writing later chapters. In theory, updates should be more consistent, in practice may be different.
I also want to take a moment to thank everyone that left reviews and notes, I really appreciate the feedback and your comments have been what has motivated me into getting back into writing this.
Chapter One
It was half past four in the afternoon when that beautiful 1968 Chevy impala pulled to a stop in the pick-up lane at the Boston Logan International Airport in Massachusetts. It's shiny black exterior glinting from the cloudy New York afternoon sky. The passenger door swung open pushing the cool late September air with it. The driver of the old, well kept car opened reveiling the casually dressed woman, who leaned over to peered up at me with a toothy grin.
"Hey pretty lady! Going my way?" She winked playfully.
"I don't know, baby. I'm tough to handle," I said with a flirting tone in my voice.
I could feel the guy a few feet from us starring hard. Probably trying to figure out if I was a prostitute or if we were lesbians. Possibly trying to figure out if it wold be easy for him to find a taxi to follow us.
"Just get in the fucking car, I'm starving," she said as she laughed.
With a huff of "yeah, yeah," as I pushed the small black duffel bag I was carrying into the back seat. It was easy to feel that creepy guy starring intently as I bent to get my bag in and get in the car. Or at least I assume that is what happened by the drivers chuckling and mumbling about men as she drove to leave the airport.
"Looking good, Tatum." I said leaning over the seat and giving a loud smooch to her cheek.
She hadn't changed much in the year since I last saw her. Still rocking the dark worn jeans and vintage band shirt with a well worn leather jacket that should have been replaced well before it ever got to her hands.
"I'm a classic. I will always look good," she said half jokingly before giving me a side glance. "You, however, look like you might keel over and die any minute, Avery."
"I've just been on the flight of my life! Of course I look like Death. I'd be worried if I didn't," I said back just as playfully.
"We'll snacks first. There is a gas station just up ahead. We'll eat when we get to Nicki's."
"What's Nicki's?" I asked and all I got was a wide grin in return.
Bathroom break and snacks aquired, we began the forty-ish minute drive back to Ipswich. She told me about the all that I've missed in the past year that I've been gone, the move to Ipswich, and all about the school I would be attending with her, Rosemary, and Ivy. It was nothing special, just the public school in town, but the private school on the outskirts of town was quite important to everyone.
The hair on my arms where practically standing on ends before I saw the old 'Welcome to Ipswich' sign. Everything surrounded the road we drove on was green. Tall trees that had a few leaves beginning to change sprinkled. Moss covered many of the tree trunk. Small bushes and tall grass grew around the base of the trees.
"This place is just seeping with magic," I said as I stuck my head out the open window. The air was moist and fresh like a cleansing rain washed everything that was growing and beautiful.
"No kinding. Thyme cast her first spell the very hour we moved into the house. And Jacy swears she can feel everything on full moons."
"Thyme got her powers! Why didn't you tell me?" I was so excited for our niece.
"She was embarassed after it happened. Sage was trying to put her down for a nap while the rest of us brought boxes in. Couldn't find her stuffed flower, screamed like bloody murder and the thing shot out of the back of Sages car, broke the back window and everything."
"Screamed like banshee screamed or upset child scream?" I asked.
"A little of both I think," She said with hesitation. "We've taken precautions just incase any sleep walking happens in theevery future."
"Good. Glad to hear that."
"Speaking of children, we gonna talk at all about what he did and what you were up to while you were gone?" She asked softly.
"Long or short?" I asked with a heavy sigh.
""We're almost to Nicki's."
"Abridged it is. I lost all my power that night. I couldn't even do a simple levitation spell. He rapped me. Next thing I know I'm locked away in some cabin in the woods where the elders told me I had to stay to have my son. He was born about two months ago. I named him Kasper. Kasper Josef Pope Dagon. They're watching over him until I take care of Chase."
"Chase is dead. The Sons killed him like two weeks into the semester. I think he got greedy and they were having none of that," She said.
"The Elders don't seem to think he's dead."
"We're with you til the end, you know that right?" she said as she pulled into what looked like a bar.
"I know. It's just... how many of us have died waiting for this moment? The curse could be broken. We could... we could raise our children. We could die of old age. I don't want to fuck up the possibilities for those after us."
"We will open those possibilities together," grabbing my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, she smiled at me.
"So this is Nicki's," she turned back to the building. "Pretty great burgers and since it is just barely six I think we are here just before the dinner rush."
Walking into the bar, I felt the engery in the large space. There was only a handful of people, about the amount to match the cars outside. It was crowded enough to know that there would be more people headed in soon. I felt a giddy Rosemary off in the far left side of the place, and a focused Ivy close to her. We headed that way without a second thought.
They both stood on one side of a pool table, Ivy with a cue in her hand as she bent to line a shot.
Maybe ten feet from them, I saw them both tense and turn their heads in our direction. Rosemary had the biggest grin as she danced around Ivy to tackle me with a death grip hug.
"Hi Babygirl," I was smiling as I breathed her in.
"You're really here?" I heard her whispered into my hair.
"I'm not going anywhere."
Ivy was pulling Rosemary from me a second later, after having taken her shot if the groaning from the two guys across the table was anything to go by.
"This was the important business, Tatum?" She questioned her as she hugged me. "It's good to see you, Avery."
"Sight for sore eyes, right?" I wiggled my eyesbrows at her.
"Before we hand over your money," a new voice said with a flirtatious lilt in their voice, "why don't you introduce us go your friend here."
Dude was six foot something, blonde hair peaking under a beanie, wearing a well worn long sleeved shirt. His ice blue eyes starring right into my own brown ones. With his stare, I could feel the challenge of looking away first.
"Hardly call myself their friend, pal," I spoke casually not breaking eye contact from him.
"Guys, this my sister, Avery. Avery this is Tyler," Rosemary's hand gestured to the tall blue eyed brunette next to blondie, "and Reid."
"Garwin," he grabbed my hand. "Reid Garwin. Avery is a beautiful name," he placed a gentle kiss to the back of my hand before letting it go.
I laughed, "Not interested in what you're selling, Garwin. Not interested at all."
Ivy was snatching their money from Tyler's hand. He chuckled at her playful 'pleasure doing business.'
"So does that make you a Simms?" I questioned with a figure pointed casually at the Tyler fellow.
"So you have heard of us?" Reid asked flirtatiously as he threw an arm over Tyler.
"I know the history of the founding families. I just took a guess out of the three possibilities left."
"You know the history?" He sounded playful, "Then you know we're witches. You should be nice or I'll put a curse on you."
Tyler's shoulders were tense under Reid's arm.
"I'm pretty sure I'm already cursed," Rosemary stood straighter as I continued talking. "Cursed with this unfortunate conversation. Tatum?"
"Since you two are done with your game, burgers, on you?" Tatum asked turning to look at Ivy as she still has the money in her hands.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say that was a statement," Ivy replied as she moved beyond us to the bar where a burily man stood wiping out glasses.
With that, Tatum pulled Rosemary and I away from the guys and to the other side of the bar where a majority of the tables were located.
It was only a few minutes later that four freshly made burgers were sitting on our table with steaming fries on the side. The burgers were pretty good. It may have helped that I haven't had one in well over a year. It also may have helped that I was eating with my sisters. Our laughter and voices would have probably filled up the bar if it hadn't started to get more crowded as the night moved forward.