Page 106 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

Neith immediately pulls away and I reluctantly put her down.

Neith

“You’re bleeding?” I ask him, checking him over, although I can’t see any obvious wounds.

He nods, “Yeah, it’s just my back, it’s not too bad, but it was enough to draw the attention of that fucking thing. It will be healed by the time that we get back to the van.”

“I had no idea that you could do that,” Griff says, sounding impressed.

Evander chuckles, “Me neither. I’m fucking hungry now, though and you guys must be getting cold. Let’s head back to the van.”

“Good fucking idea, I don’t even know how to process the recent events,” Doc says.

“Let’s get back to the house, and then we can worry about it,” River says.

We don’t need any more encouragement as we all walk as fast as we can back to the van. The storm is definitely on us now and we’re all still soaking wet from our narrow escape in the cave, and the rain out here, that coupled with the wind, and I’m already shivering like fucking crazy.

It takes longer than I would like for the van to come into view, and we all start to run toward it when we see it. I immediately start the heat up when we get in, but it blasts cold air for far too long before it finally starts to warm.

“I don’t think I can get us home, I’m shivering too much,” I admit.

“I can transport us. There’s no one around us here, and your house is in the middle of nowhere. I’ve been there enough that I can get us all there easily enough,” Doc says.

“Thank fuck,” I mutter.

His magic builds, and one minute, we’re on the side of the road, and the next minute, my house is in front of us.

“Everyone needs to get warmed up immediately. I don’t want any of us getting hypothermia,” Doc orders. “Straight into hot showers.”

“Yes sir,” River says, he jumps out the van and then surprises me as he opens my door and grabs me, pulling me out and then rushing us up the stairs to the house. The doors open before we get there, heat smacking us in the face and a welcome relief from the rain. River runs all the way up the stairs with ease and then deposits me outside of the door to my room.

He leans down and kisses me once, just a peck on the lips, and then moves backward, grinning at my shocked expression.

“Hurry up and get warm,” he says as he moves down the hall to his room.

I chuckle, and then turn into my room, I strip off quickly. Getting rid of my wet clothes and leaving them in a pile on the floor. I’ll deal with them when I’m warmed up. Right now,showering is my priority. I quickly pull out some warm, comfy clothes and bring them with me into the bathroom. I pause as I open the door and find the room already filling with steam and the shower on.

Smiling, I say, “Thank you, House.”

I probably spend far too long in the shower but by the time that I get out I’m not shaking anymore, and I finally feel like I’ve warmed up.

Once I’m dressed, I head back downstairs, my expression crinkling in confusion, when I smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. The guys have already told me that they can’t cook, and I know that they can’t have ordered takeout here, because we’re so far out that nothing delivers.

“You guys cooked?” I ask, as I walk into the kitchen to see bowls of steaming stew set on the table and plates of still steaming fresh bread set out in the middle.

They all shake their heads.

Van grins, “Nope, it wasn’t us.”

“It must have been House again,” Raiden adds.

I nod and smile, “Thank you, House.”

My thanks prompt all of the guys to do the same, and all the cupboards in the kitchen open and close quickly in response.

“My shower was on when I went in my room,” I tell them as I take my seat.

“So were ours,” Doc smiles.

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