And waited.
And waited.
And waited.
But none of the cuts sealed shut. None of the bruises faded.
“So… what now?” Aggy asked.
“I think I need to get help.”
“Help from who?”
“I don’t know.” Arick? His demon friends? “But we need to do something. Help me get him in the car.”
With that, we tore the sheets off the bed with Daemon on them and dragged him to the car.
There was a lot of grunting and grumbling as we got him into the backseat. But we managed it.
After that, we quickly emptied the room of all of our items, then climbed in the car ourselves.
“What happened to this window?” Aggy asked.
“Demons. Lesser demons,” I clarified as I drove, praying I remembered the way back to Arick.
Even if he couldn’t help, he could point me in the direction of Daemon’s friends and brother.
“Wow,” Aggy said as we drove, watching the changed world around us, the displaced people, the distraction.
“Yeah. It’s not good. You’ve missed a lot.”
“I’m almost glad I didn’t have to watch the world start to fall apart.”
The drive to Arick’s place felt like it took twice as long with the nearly-lifeless body of a man I loved in the backseat.
I flew up the driveway, parking the car just a foot or so from the front door.
It flew open nearly instantly.
“Wow,” Aggy said, looking at Arick. “You’re buzzing,” she added, looking at him.
“We need help. Something is wrong with Daemon,” I told Arick, climbing out to open the back door for him.
“I’m… not a healer,”Arick told me, his tone apologetic. “That’s never been what I’ve specialized in. I could… research,” he told me. “But I don’t know if I’d even have enough power to fix him with how much I am using on guarding the house.”
“What can I do? He can’t stay like this. He’s not healing. It’s been hours.”
Arick took a deep breath, looking over at Aggy. “You don’t do healing work either?” he asked.
“No. Protection work is more my thing.”
“Do you know anyone who does healing work?”
“Everyone is in hiding. Except…”
“Except who?” I asked, belly swirling.
“Lenore.”