CH. 6

"Gate seven...gates seven...Why do airports have to be a maze?" Mary-Lynnette hissed.

Tickets had been grabbed, luggage was only one large suitcase and now here she was. And she was hopelessly lost in this place. It didn't help matters that she had never even flown in a plane before and her stubbornness refused to let her ask for directions to which gate she was supposed to head into. She followed the signs and even the only directions she got from the desk—person—and now she couldn't even find her way out of a paper bag.

I'm gonna miss my flight...just great.

"Ok, so we are looking for gate seven. I think—which direction do we go in?"

"I thought you said that you've flown before."

"Yes but I usually went with my brother."

"Well I don't think that is ever gonna happen again he can fly on his own pretty well now."

"Delos!"

Mary-Lynnette found two people next to her gazing up at the complicated map with a small only single star that said, "You are HERE!"

One was a tall guy with broad shoulders and a stern face. He looked somehow out of place. His clothes seemed almost too crisp and new as if he had literally just pulled off the tags; his hair was shaggy with that "New haircut" look to it. Yet his eyes, a wondrous shade of gray (If it is a different color please let me know. I don't have the books with me for reference) that seemed a little lost in all of this, like the crowds around him were too much. Yet he still carried an air with him, one that was almost—cocky. IT reminded her allot of a certain someone.

The girl next to him had a warm chocolate color to her air, bouncy and a beam of light seemed to fill her. Everything about her seemed to be warm, from the way she spoke all the way into her eyes, a strange color of sorrel. No matter how confused she was right now.

"Excuse me are you two looking for gate seven?"

The girl lit up, "Yes! Do you know where it is?"

An awkward smile, "No actually, but I'm looking for the gate myself. I've never been on a plane before so I thought you might have a better sense of direction then I do."

"She definitely doesn't" The boy next to her stated.

"Whatever. Then how about we get lost together? I'm Maggie and this is my –my boyfriend –Delos."

"I'm Mary-Lynnette." They all shook hands together, "Where are you guys heading?"

"Somewhere outside of Nevada, near Vegas, we are staying with some friends for a little while. You?"

"Small world, same with me, there is someone out there who is special to me. I'm following him, it's about time." She laughed. "He doesn't know, so I'm not sure if he's gonna be too thrilled about it though."

Maggie took Mare by the shoulder, "Well we can't stand around here if we don't get moving we're gonna miss our flight! That would be bad, we're meeting some people. From what I heard this guy—Ash I think—doesn't like airports all that much."

No way, it couldn't be, "Wait Maggie. Are you talking about—"

The girl jumped up and down, her finger pointing, "Haha we found it! Look and they aren't even loading up yet! You guys wait here and I'll just make sure that Delos and I have the right tickets." Maggie marched off with a look of triumph in her eyes.

"She always wins doesn't she?" Delos spoke quietly to himself and then turned toward Mary-Lynnette, "It's what I love about her."

"Delos the person that's picking you up, are you talking about Ash Redfern?"

Then something flashed in his eyes, wary he looked at her, flashing his eyes quickly toward Maggie, "What business is it of yours?"

"Well because Ash is—"

"Hey everything's square. What are you guys talking—"

"Ash Redfern is my soulmate."

Ash Redfern ground some unknown substance further into the sidewalk, the air filled with so much noise of greetings and good-byes, horns honking and always somewhere for hours on end there was a baby screaming shrilly while the parents could magically plug their ears from it. Why the hell was he here?

Since when did he become an official nightworld chauffer?

However this wasn't the usually pick up situation. Apparently there was a wild power on one of those planes. It also meant a lot of danger. Somewhere there was at least one of Lord Thierry's men stalking out a hallway or terminal. With only one wild power short it had everyone on edge to ensure that nothing happened to this one. Apparently another lord was coming in with his soulmate.

Nothing could stop the bitter thought of "Lucky Bastard" from biting into his thoughts. None of it had been her fault, Goddess...or God knows that he would never push her into something like this. Especially now when things were getting so dangerous out there and no one knew exactly when all the dominoes were going to start falling. Yet if everything was going to fall away and be left with nothing he wanted to be with her. Get the last look of her face, be consumed in the smell of her skin...and be a completely sappy romantic.

God he just loved to punish himself. Why? Answer: Because I suck at like.

The cell phone in his pocket rang out and ended with one bell. They were leaving the terminal and heading out to baggage claim, time to go to work.

This was the other thing that Ash hated about over stuffed crowded places, you couldn't think. If humans had a hard enough time thinking in places like these for a vampire it was a hundred times worse. His senses were all shot basically. It wasn't like those nights in all those clubs were people had pretty much similar emotions when they were surrounding by pounding music, it was also the music that many of them would get lost in. They were more or less superficial emotions that could easily be pushed away, ones that were sorted out without much hassle. But here and now these weren't so plastic. They were real emotions, some of fear, anticipation, excitement, and even sadness. They weren't ones that could easily be spilled into categories that he could push into the back of his mind. It was just frustrating. Strangely enough it became barley enough to b able to establish that connection, the one to identify other nightworlders.

Two shapeshifters jogged toward him, their walk primal and every ounce of them giving off a feeling of power. Keller and Galen made their way over to him. "Taking two cars, precaution of course because of Lord Thierry's orders; you take them with Quinn and Galen and I will take another car. Sound good?"

Ash shrugged he really didn't care for any of this, he wanted to just crawl into bed and let dreams of his own world take over. It would be quite there, he could think and...if he relaxed enough, to brush against the cord that tied him and Mare together. He'd be able to keep some form of her with him as much as he possibly could. I just want to get this over with.

"Don't forget you also have to pick up Rashel from a train station on the way back. It's on the way."

He grabbed the keys from Galen, noting that it was a small, little nothing Honda Civic. Great, there was absolutely no speed on it. "Fine just send them this way. All this noise is giving me a head ache. I'll meet them by the front." Ash didn't wait for an answer.

Keller rolled her eyes at the sullen form, "Jeez can he be any more dramatic?"

Galen only shrugged tugging his soulmate after him, "You gotta give him a break though. Hasn't seen his soulmate for over a year and when he can, it's only for a few days. Lord Thierry called him back before Ash could really have any time with her."

Keller bristled defensively, "Well Thierry doesn't have it easy, don't forget about Lady Hannah and—"

"Keller I know. But Thierry had time to learn to live with something like that. Ash hasn't been at that point yet. Let him be a bit selfish. Can you imagine if that was us?"

The girl shuddered inwardly; it wasn't something that she even wanted to consider. Galen was the calmer part of her. The only one that tamed that wild panther inside her, if he were gone she wasn't sure what would happen.

Galen kissed her temple. "That won't happen to us. But not all soulmates are as lucky as we are. Have a bit more patience for the guy." He pulled away, "Looks like they are already here...looks like they brought someone with them."

"What?" Her muscles already began to tense, ready to move, dance, attack at the slightest movement that didn't go well with her. Her senses took over now, hearing became more acute, practice able to shut out the unimportant sounds, eyes tightened and refocused everything becoming more detailed and exact showing the wild power, its soulmate, and another girl who seemed a bit out of sorts with everything. But it was the smell that caught her. Faintly familiar in everything else that was foreign about this stranger.

Keller opened her mouth slightly, letting the smells intensify along her tongue. She knew that smell; it was the same as that cocky vampire that always made her fur bristle in the wrong direction.

Please R&R!Again I want to know what you guys think! I took come of the critics from last time, hopefully things have improved!

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