Well I just can't help it I have to update!
We finally got to Manhatten late that evening…when everyone was out… damned Friday's. I knew where we were and I couldn't waste any more time. I leaped out of the Impala, to everyone's protest, and ran.
I don't know what everyone saw as I dripped, dodged, and ran along the streets. I leaped up, over a group at one point before continuing on my journey.
I slid into June's foyer yelping my greeting to the woman before taking the stairs two at a time to Neal's apartment. I barreled into his apartment without knocking.
He had jumped up when I stormed in. I glanced at him before dashing to the balcony, my head whipping about trying to catch a strangers magic trail. Luckily Aunt Isla hadn't been followed and I collapsed in relief.
"Lindsey, what's wrong?" Neal asked crouching beside me, a hand resting supportively on my back.
"Nothing," I gasped, "An angel just decided it was time to scare the living Hell out of me," I said with a pun to my demon half. Neal gave me a questioning look.
"Never mind," I said smiling, "I'm glad to see you again," I nuzzled into his cheek.
"I'm glad to see you, too," he smiled. Isla made her way to the balcony with us.
"Did ye think I'd let one of those daft druids follow me? I was friends with your father too, dearie," Isla said winking. I was surprised to discover she was friends with Papa but quickly suppressed it. I smiled and hugged my aunt in greeting.
"Tis good te see ye again, lass," she said, leading the way back into the room and taking her seat.
I sat down as well, Neal taking a seat beside me on the couch. We sat there a while discussing what we had been up to while we had been apart. I had just finished one of my stories when there was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me," he said, patting the top of my hand. I turned and he opened the door to our awaiting friends.
"My, my," came June's voice from out of my sight, "It's turning into quite a get together up here."
"Hi, June," I greeted, "Sorry for barging in earlier."
"It's alright, dear, I completely understand," she said sitting in the armchair beside Isla. Jessica, Dean, Melinda, and Sam took chairs from the tables and joined us.
"Tell me, Aunt Isla, what are the MacCallum's like?" I asked.
"Ah, lass, they are a powerful clan. Mie born of drough. They use magic stronger than that which most mie use, we being the exception, but we will discuss this later. Let's catch up on how we've been doing," I smiled and nodded as my sisters struck up friendly conversation about our events. If Isla and June were surprised they didn't show it.
Neal grasped my hand as Jessica and Melinda described the ghosts, wendigos, and demons we came up against. We Melinda opened her big mouth about the wendigo's poisonous claw catching my arm. I shot the siren a glare as my jean jacket was pulled from my shoulders over the bloodstained bandage on my bicep.
"How venomous are these things?" he asked turning to the more mystical people of our group.
"They nullify human senses except pain which it heightens to ridiculous levels while it slowly kills you, giving the beast more time to hunt," Isla explained.
"Thank you, dear aunt," I groaned, shucking my jacket the rest of the way. Neal glanced at me worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry, my demon half loves the poison if I'm hurt bad I use monkshood to heal."
"Then the wound-"
"Is already healed," I said, pulling the bandage off, a red line marking where the wound was.
"You worry too much about me, Neal," I said. "It's sweet but annoying." Silence echoed in the room. I pressed my hand to his cheek.
"You are taking my job," I smirked, "You are my protectorate. I am to protect you." He leaned closer his lips brushing mine.
A throat cleared drawing us apart. A slap echoes from my clan. Melinda was glaring at Sam was apparently the one who cleared his throat. I smiled at my clan.
"Well I hate to bust up the party but we have to go get our room. I saw a spot a few miles back that would do," Dean said, obviously uncomfortable in this environment with so many people who, in his mind, outclassed him.
"Aye, I best be going, too," Isla said rising and making her way to the door, June following, my clan and I following them.
I was just about to step out the door when Neal grabbed me around the waist pulling me back into his chest.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked jovially.
"With my clan…"
"The hell you are," came Jessica's shout, startling me. "You two are staying here. Think about it Lindsey, you actually get to sleep in a bed this way." Neal glanced my way with question in his eyes.
"Bye," she sing-songed, disappearing down the steps. I turned to Neal, smiled and shrugged praying he wouldn't inquire on Jessica's statement. So much for praying.
"What did Jessica mean by that?"
"W-what?" I asked. Neal gave me a look that clearly said 'you know very well what.'
"When we are on missions we get a two bedroom and Jess and Dean take one bed, Sam and Mindy take one and I crash on the couch."
He didn't seem very happy about it, his grip tightened on my waist. I glanced up at him my face flushing.
"Neal?" I muttered softly, his breath tickling the curls around my ears. My heart started thudding ridiculously loud as his lips drew nearer my ear.
"Why do you say it's no big deal?" he asked.
"I-It's not. I've slept on forest floors before. By comparison a couch is a cloud."
"How long has it been since you've slept in a bed?" he asked.
"Dunno couple of years maybe?" I would have said out honeymoon but…there really wasn't much sleeping done and most of it was on the floor of our cabin. "At least since I've slept on a bed without being knocked unconscious first," I shrugged.
I received a disapproving glower. In response I rolled my eyes in disregard, "What's the big deal? It's just a bed?"
With that said he grabbed me around the waist, picking me up as if I weighed nothing and made his way to the bed where I was unceremoniously, plopped. My eyes wide in surprise, I glanced up at him. I was about to retort something when he pressed his finger to my lips, before replacing it with his own lips.
That night I came to a conclusion. Beds were awesome.
Tada! New chapter I am the bomb. KAPOW!
DeansTrueGirl: More words this time my dear sister!
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