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Lost and Found	By : kmcracerx Category: G through L > Lost Boys Views: 5102 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3
�Wrapping her arms tightly around him, Cora
pressed herself into his back.� His hair
whipping around her, mixing with hers.�
The wind whipped by and made her eyes water.� Her hands, anchored to the outside of his jacket, were
freezing.� Before she could think better
of it, she stuck her hands under his jacket, to the bare flesh of his
abdomen.� She felt him flinch at the
contact, muscles rippling beneath her hands, but she didn�t remove them. If not
for the wind and the noise of the engines, she would have heard him hiss in a
breath.�
Dwayne liked her
touch.� More than that, he craved
it.� This
is the first time she�s touched you, ass hole.�
How can you crave it?� Besides,
you know you can�t get� can�t let her in. Nothing good can come of it.�� She�ll only get hurt, or worse.� Can�t let it happen again� never again.�� Dwayne�s head and body warred with each
other, until his heart stepped in, the heart he thought has been shattered
beyond repair for over a century, tipping the balance.� Heart and body won out, shutting the mind
out.
He relaxed under
her hands.� Suddenly, he threw his head
back, releasing what could only be described as a howl.� The others joined in with him.� Releasing some excitement of her own, Cora
shook her head letting her hair fly, laughed, and curled in closer to Dwayne�s
body, almost leaning forward onto him, rubbing her thumbs over his skin.� Content for the moment, Cora sighed.� She refused to think of the repercussions
this whole thing might have.� Not yet.
**********
��So this is
it.�� Cora peered over the edge of the
bluff.
�Home sweet
home.�� Marko grinned.� Paul raised his arm to usher her down the
stairs, still keeping a weary eye on his brother.
�After you, Cora.�
The five of them
were silent on the way down.� Dwayne was
still moving in Cora�s personal space, not that she minded all that much.� Hand on her shoulder, or the small of her
back, he was touching her, one way or another, the whole way.� As they descended, Cora�s anxiety grew.� The boys were too quiet, too tense.� Marko actually flinched and ducked his head,
like he�d been yelled at.� Then
Paul.� Even though Dwayne�s touch was a
comfort, she could feel the storm build inside him, too.� She knew something was about to go
down.� David whirled around, glaring at Dwayne.� She knew they were arguing, though she
couldn�t hear them.
Don�t you even
think to order me around, David.�
I�ll do what I
damn well please.� There�s something
wrong, something about her is just wrong.��
And no matter what I have to protect the pack.
Don�t you dare
give me that line of pack bullshit.� I
know where you�re loyalties lie.� She�s
not going anywhere.� And you�re not
going to touch her.
What the fuck
is this, anyway? David gestured at Dwayne, the way he constantly touched
Cora.� Not even an hour ago, you high
tailed it to the far end of the boardwalk just get as far away from her as
possible.� Now you�d crawl up her ass if
she�d let you.
Hey guys, let�s
not do this�
SHUT UP!!� Both David and Dwayne yelled at Marko.
Stay out of
this, Marko.� And don�t even think about
starting, Pauly.� Dwayne glared
pointedly back at them, and shifted his glare to the front, back to David.� What the fuck is this?� You� you of all people ask me that? Knowing
what�� David stopped short, causing
Cora to bump into the back of him.� He
looked back at Dwayne, steadying Cora with a hand on her arm.
That�s
precisely why I�m asking you.�
The ride cleared my head a bit.�
The way we�re all reacting to her not natural.�� He took a deep breath, he cut Paul and Marko out of the
link.� Dwayne, it almost destroyed
you.� You vowed to never let any female
get close to you.� Over a century
ago.� Now, you just up and throw it out
the window over what could turn out the exact same way, or worse.� I don�t think so.� He shook his head.� No.� There�s something not right.� Whether you admit it or not, you know I�m
right.� And you know it�s not just about
holding onto the past.
Dwayne let some
doubt trickle into his heart, his mind on overdrive.� So, what� Do we just throw her back up on the boardwalk, erase
her memories?� Kill her?� What David?
No, we�re not
killing her.� I don�t know. Man, this
isn�t� I just want to know if she�s a threat.�
To any of us.�
You know what
it sounds like you�re suggesting?� Dwayne
lifted an accusing eyebrow.� It
sounds like you want to go skin to skin�
Dwayne, don�t
go there.� You know I wouldn�t ever do that
to you.� Other people�s seconds aren�t
my thing.� But� but, it may be the only
way.� She�s strong.� Too strong.�
I can�t get into her head, see what she�s about.� It makes me nervous.� You know what I�ve been seeing.
Yeah, you�re
awake as much as I am during daylight.� He
nodded.� Just for the record, I�m not
completely comfortable with this.
Opening the lines back up to Paul and Marko, David
filled them in on the plan, minus the personal details.�
You sure about
this, bro?� Concern filled Marko�s
eyes.� He glanced at Cora.� She could tell there was something going on,
her eyes flitting back and forth over the four of them.� You know what could happen�
Dwayne refused to
think about what could happen to Cora if they went through with this.� Hell, he wasn�t even too sure what this was.
�You�re not gonna
go all caveman on me, are ya?�� Looking
up to Paul, �I happen to like my nose the way it is.�� Humor entered David�s eyes, lightening the mood.� The storm broke.� Everyone could breath easy again.� But Cora could feel Dwayne pulling away from her.� Not physically, not yet.� But his warmth was fading, leaving her with
a sense of dread.
**********
Oh, shit.� The room, strike that, cave was spinning
around her.� I guess that�s what
happens you down the lion�s share of the booze.� With two bottles of vodka tapped, Cora wasn�t drunk.� She was plastered to the fuckin� wall.� Not being able to coordinate her limbs, Cora
was stuck on the couch, sandwiched between Paul and Dwayne.�
Paul was a
riot.� Never slowed down.� A constant chatterbox, spouting the most
ridiculous and hysterical stories.� One
about a dwarf in a brothel had her laughing so hard, tears streamed down her
cheeks.� And it was contagious.� Soon, both Marko and Paul joined her,
rolling around the floor, not being able to breathe.� She almost forgot about the others.� The� two brooding
vampires; both fallen angles, one sinfully dark, and the other beautifully
light.
Once her laughter subsided, Paul helped her back up
to the couch.� She leaned back into
Dwayne, nuzzling his arm on the back of the couch.� Silence stretched through the cavern, as not even Paul could
avoid what has going to happen forever.�
Catching Dwayne�s attention, David nodded.� It was time.
David stood, so
did Paul and Marko.� Turning toward her,
Dwayne gently lifted Cora, picking her up and moving to an open area.� He set her feet down, letting Paul and Marko
help keep her upright.� Dwayne stood
behind her, giving her much needed support to keep standing, with the other two
flanking her.� Somewhere in the back of
her mind, Cora was aware of what was going on.�
She knew she was standing, well, kind of standing.� She knew somehow that this is what the
argument on the stairs was about.� She
saw David walk up to her, instinctively trying to sink back into Dwayne, into
safety.� But she couldn�t.� The vodka had done its job.� She was now at the mercy of four
vampires.� Four hot vampires, but
vampires none the less.�
David approached
his brothers holding up Cora.� He looked
into her eyes, saying something.� She
couldn�t quite understand, and she really didn�t care.� She was about to pass out.
�Oh no you don�t.�
David dumped some ice down the front of her shirt.� Cora sputtered and gasped, shocked out of her stupor.� Still not quite able to stand on her own,
Cora swayed, and was caught back against Dwayne�s chest.� He wrapped his arms around her, crossing his
arms over her stomach, effectively securing her arms.� She started to struggle a little, slowly becoming conscious of
the situation.� She saw David take off
his gloves, not knowing how frightened she should be.� He stepped into her.�
�This might hurt.�
David placed his
ungloved hands on Cora�s face, thumbs in front of her ears, fingers splayed
out.� It didn�t happen immediately, but
when it hit, it hit hard.
David was looking down at the scene unfolding.� Some kind of martial arts test in a
gym.� Flash forward to the same gym, he
watches Cora receive her black belt.�
Flashing over to Cora sitting at a desk, in front of a computer.� All day, every day.� And he can hear her discontent.� Flash to a funeral.� Her parents.� Car crash.� Too painful.� She pushes
him out of that memory.� Stunned for a
split second, David dives back into her mind.�
Late night.� Popcorn.� Movie night with the girls.� He sees the screen.� The Lost Boys.� The carousel.� The
surf-nazis.� Max.� Star and Laddie.� Michael.� Maggots,� worms, and Frogs.� Cora starts to struggle.� Marko with a wooden steak through his
chest.� Pauly in the water.� She
whimpered.� He sees himself
impaled on a horned skull.� Cora tries to get free, wiggling and thrashing in
earnest.� Dwayne.� Death by stereo.� �NO!!� Cora screamed, forcing
David out of her mind, pushing him back.�
She fell into Dwayne�s arms, shaking, breathing heavy and
whimpering.� David was in no better
shape.� He stumbled back, landing hard
against the back of the couch, Paul and Marko catching him before he fell flat
on his ass.� Eyes wide, he stared at
her.� Feeling his gaze, Cora looked over
to him.� As soon as their eyes met, Cora
grunted.� Eyes rolling back into her
head, she passed out.�
Dwayne carefully
picked her up and carried her back though the tunnels to his room, his own
bed.� He would let her go nowhere
else.� After seeing to David, both Paul
and Marko followed Dwayne, concerned for both their brother and Cora.� They stopped at his door, silently asking
permission.� Dwayne looked down at
Cora�s sleeping form, and nodded.� He
pulled the covers over her, and lay down next to her, on top of the
covers.� Paul and Marko take the chairs
on either side of the bed, watching over them.
David�s mind was
reeling.� What he saw� he couldn�t make
heads or tails of it all.� Not yet.� He needed to sleep on it.� Needed time to sort though it.� To understand it.� He stumbled back down the tunnels to his room, stopping at
Dwayne�s door.� Looking in, he smiled
despite himself.� �Careful when she
wakes up.�� David warned and Dwayne
looked up at him. �She�ll be fightin� mad� and she�s got a black belt.�� With that, he left to find his own rest.
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