Naked Came the Vampire (Hypernaturals 1)

On the Run

"Dude, we are going. See you in Waco." We hung up.

Danny did not question me. Lori was probably not as eager to go only on my say-so.

After a quick washcloth bath, Helen slipped on a tee shirt, with a logo for a local brewpub on the left breast, more on the sleeve, and a larger version on the back with more colors. I have never seen Helen wear a tee shirt. She is a dresser-upper type of Councilwoman. Her idea of dressing down exceeds my idea of dressing up, not counting the suit I wore to the council. That is why she had been wearing a button up the front blouse. 

I was lucky. I normally wear pull-overs and T-shirts, not button up the fronts. The shirt I chose was for B&E, because it had no markings on it.

I imagine given the skydiving situation, I could have ripped open whatever I had on. I bit through the nylon tie strap after all. What would cotton be to that?

The T-shirt Helen now wore is one of Jessica's so it is too large. Way too large. It looked like Helen is getting ready for bed. With a belt, it could be a skirt/shirt combo. It was all quite incongruous. She stood looking down at it and then tied a knot in the tail to pull it tighter to her.

I felt the need to underline one more time, just so I was clear. "Helen: You look excellent in that form of dress. I know you did not ask, and I promise I will not make a habit of telling you, but again: I was not kidding or blowing anything up your shirt sleeve on the way down. I learned what I learned because you made me, not because you are unattractive, but because you look like that. Tasty. Kapish?"

Helen regarded herself a moment. "Understood, fledgling. I repeat what I said: You are doing well on your learning. It is, in theory, harder to control pheromones when you find someone... tasty."

"I have to know what the hell happened to you two that you can have a civil conversation all of the sudden. Later, apparently. " Jessica said as she threw me a bundle and headed for the afterdeck.

I went outside and tossed the moorings as Jessica started the motor. I kept glancing around at the parking lot to be sure Arnold was not there. We eased into the shed without Arnold-incident, closed and locked the big doors. Next time Arnold came here, he would see the 'Nightwing' is gone. Hopefully, he would go off around the lake looking for her. It seemed unlikely he would dive under the doors as I once had been planning to.

We closed up the 'Nightwing' and headed for Jessica's car. Jessica had Snowball firmly in hand, and Snowball being a well-traveled cat enjoyed her ride and looked around as we walked to and got in the car.

The bundle contained some clothes that fit me, albeit loosely. Better than the brewpub shirt fit Helen before she tied it. I changed in the car. The clothes, despite their loose fit, are mine. They are from the first shopping trip, on the way to see the Council. That seemed to be years ago.

Once we were on the road and headed north via some small farm and market roads, we relaxed somewhat.

Snowball settled into my lap and went to sleep. Her way to deal with travel is to miss it completely by sleeping through it.

As we drove, Helen and I took turns telling Jessica what happened. When we got to the part about jumping out of the plane Jessica was dumbfounded "You are fucking kidding me? No way." When she saw my expression, and that I am not being deadpan but completely serious, she looked quickly back at Helen. "Really. Helen? You are acrophobic! You jumped out of a plane because he did?"

Helen frowned "It seemed as if he had a plan. One that did not involve me being shot with a cannon. Silly me. His so-called plan, as it turned out, was to have me expose myself to him. Flash him while we fell mind you! Him yammering on and on about my breasts as we fell at... What was it? Over one hundred miles an hour? Then to have me rescue him after we body-slammed the water. I guess since it worked, I should not complain. You should, however, be aware of your boyfriend's mid-air masher proclivities."