Page 5 of Surviving Enchantment: Part two
They went lights, no sirens.
Demuel said, “What does that mean?”
“That means there was an attack, while indicators are that there was a sexual assault taking place.”She checked the records for XIA dispatch.“Ah, Creep and his bunch are there.”
Demuel asked, “Creep?”
“Reymark, the guy walking away with the manager.”
He snorted.“Why the colourful names?”
“I am usually elbows deep in someone or other when there is an introduction.I also didn’t want to acknowledge meeting you guys before.It was embarrassing.”
Skip laughed.“They don’t know why it was embarrassing, do they?”
She turned toward Demuel.“I go to local schools and do the sex talk for the teens.Protection is always reinforced.I also have to remove some of the first-time dreaminess.That is always harsh.”
Skip whooped the siren to get cars to move and otherwise just enjoyed the first drive of the night.They got into the parking garage and eased as close to the scene as they could.
Skip murmured, “Split up?”
“Yup.I see her.”Nylora unbuckled and got out of the rig.She left it open, and Demuel squeezed out after her.
She opened the back and said, “You can just hop out here next time.”
He nodded as she grabbed her kit and Skip’s.She brought Skip’s kit over to him as he treated a pouting man for head and nose injuries.Nylora saw the claw marks on his neck and jawline and walked over to the woman, who was standing with her arms wrapped around herself.“Miss, I need you to come over here with me and need you to sit down.”
The young woman nodded and came with her.Nylora sat her on the bumper of the ambulance.She spoke softly to her and got the whole story.She had been coming back from the bathroom, and the creep Skip was tending to had grabbed her and slammed her up against the wall, dazing her.Her boyfriend had arrived a few moments too late.Nylora grabbed an ice pack and asked if the woman would be interested in telling the XIA.
“As long as you are here, yes.”
Demuel was brought from around the corner, the woman blinked at him, and he crouched and took notes.He asked a few quiet questions, and when he had it all, he nodded and got her to read and sign it.He then went to the man, scuffed up, and did the same with him, getting his hand released to sign the statement.
Reymark had the hall footage, and the XIA gathered around the tablet.Then the injured man was cuffed, and Skip signed off on the man’s condition.The girl had a concussion and needed to go to the hospital.
Her boyfriend was loaded into the ambulance a few minutes later, and with Demuel, the young woman, and her boyfriend in the rig, they were on their way to the closest hospital, where diagnostics could be performed as quickly as possible.They were both minors, so a social worker, XIA, and their parents were going to meet them at the hospital.
When they were dropped off, Skip drove them to a centrally located layby, and they ate muffins and had a thermos break.
Demuel shared hers and ate the muffins.He chatted, “So, Skip, how long have you worked with Nylora?”
“Since she started in Redbird.She’s a solid partner and no silliness with dating.She’s the first celibate dark fae I have ever met.Well, until she came back from that speaking engagement, but then she was more in shock than anything else.”
Demuel coughed a little.“Celibate?”
“Yeah, once dark fae start, they don’t stop, so I never started.It’s an imprinting sort of thing.”She chuckled.“I had to keep the sheet from the hotel to find out what had happened.A seer showed me what went on, and I was willing, but I just wasn’t able to remember it afterward.I recognized the faces from the seer projection rather than from the actual night.”
Skip snorted.“Pity.You should remember how you got pregnant.”
“I watched it; I just don’t remember it.”She patted Bump.“Turns out, my memory was not a necessary part of the process.”
Demuel had his phone out and was tapping with one hand.“You didn’t mention it.”
“It is hard to admit.I mean, I know who you two are, and I have looked you up, but I didn’t know anything else.”
Demuel sighed.“Yeah, I get that.Fuck.”
“What?”
