Interlude 4: Return To The Big Easy

The car drive into the city had been amazing with Elvira in the back, chatting with JJ for the whole drive, asking question after question about the supernatural side of New Orleans and David found his own interest peaked.

Like always JJ spoke about his home town with passion and admiration, in fact the only time he didn't was when it came to the high murder rate.

They drove around the Quarter rather than trying to go through the bustling centre and soon came across the large white plantation house that had belonged to the DuBois, now Jensen family, since it was built in the mid seventeen hundreds.

Elvira in all her Gothic splendour was practically vibrating as she looked the house over and perked up when JJ mentioned that there was a graveyard and mausoleum in the grounds where the family, their partners and the plantation slaves were buried.

Walking into the house JJ called and was answered by one of the twins so of course both of them came down the stairs and wrapped their older brother in a hug, nearly crushing him between them.

Before they moved onto David who was squeezed just as tight.

"Elvira these are my brother Nick and Eli. My darling brothers this young lady is Elvira Alcott." They smiled politely, turning on the southern charm and kissing the back of her hand.

The young girl spent the entire week in heaven between investigating the many haunted spots of the city with various family members and visiting her best friend Ophelia who was flourishing with the proper care away from Grimsborough Psychiatric Hospital that was still under investigation.

JJ had been furious to find out that unofficially Ophelia had also been under the influence of a Voodoo curse so of course he was resisting the urge to kill a certain Librarian.

David had fucked him senseless that night to make him stop the torture plans and he enjoyed every second of it. He was also thankful for the lock on his door and that they were both quiet no matter how much they fucked.

True to form however JJ never let his lover out of sight for the entire week until Rixton showed up and convinced the twins to drag him to the Quarter for a few beers while she kept an eye on David.

"You know I never would have though any of us but Liza would get married." She said as she sat beside him on the back porch, beer in hand. David should have clammed up and choke but to be honest the idea of getting married to JJ was actually kind of nice.

"Good boy for not freaking out, that smile says it all." She grinned at him and he laughed lightly, taking a sip of his own beer.

"I never believed in ghosts, magic or soul mates before I met JJ and then." He shrugged, trying to put it into words and the she-wolf just waited patiently, brown eyes fixed on the beautiful plantation around them.

"When we met it wasn't love at first sight but the chemistry was, instant. Within weeks it felt like we'd known each other for weeks." David paused again, taking another sip. "We've known each other for a few months and I love him more then anyone else, even my ex-fiancé and I loved her more than almost anything else back then. She doesn't even compare."

He looked up to see Rix smiling at him and he let out a deep breath, feeling safe despite knowing how dangerous she was, then again wasn't that what he felt around JJ?

"He makes me feel safe, drives away the paranoia I've felt since I became a detective. Gives me a real reason to keep going rather than going through the motion. He gave me a family as well. All being married would do was make it official on paper and that really doesn't matter to me because to us, it already is." He finished but also knew that didn't even explain half of it, he couldn't, their weren't enough words.

"Damn we're a walking cliché."

The solider laughed loudly.

"Yes Sugar you are but that ain't a bad thing. Want to learn a little more magic?" She asked suddenly and he looked at her in shock, slowly nodding his head.

The woman stood and gestured for him to follow and he did, walking into the murky air that drifted across from the swamp. They were nearly engulfed by the fog but Rixton made sure they stayed close until they reached a large clearing.

The fog rested on the edges but didn't encroach on the great stone circle that was perfectly etched with what looked like an alchemy circle.

Rixton pulled him into the middle and down onto the ground. Drawing out a knife she drew a very shallow cut across the palm of his hand and pressed it to the unusually warm stone when in the overcast area it should have been cold.

Listening to the words she spoke it was like something he'd heard in a movie but certainly nothing he understood.

Slowly he felt something. It was warm, comforting and made him fell so small but like he was part of something so big and so powerful. Alive in everyway and it would be so addictive if he didn't know that JJ made him feel even better.

As the feeling faded he realised his eyes were closed and his head was bowed, a grin over his face. Slowly he looked up to see Rixton smiling at him.

"Now that Sugar is real magic, a way to tap into the energy that flows through anything from the soul to the elements and all of nature." She told him and when he took her hand once she had stood he saw that his hand had healed and he felt a buzz, a dim echo of what he'd just felt and he grinned just a little bit brighter.

Back at the plantation house JJ had returned and when he pulled David into a kiss he something more than anything else, beyond perfect and when JJ looked at him it was with wonder in his eyes as a grin slowly covered his face.

Warm, callous hands cupped his jaw and pulled him into a soft, lingering kiss that alone made him feel warm all over but combined with the new sensations it was so much more.

"Is this what you always feel?" David asked looking bewildered.

"No, it only works when it goes both ways Doll."

Predictably the younger dragged him up to his room and they spent the night and day exploring each others body and just feeling.