Demonic Angel (A Touch Of Magic) (27 page)

THIRTY-FOUR

Dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, an off the shoulder t-shirt and the hi-tops Caroline bought, I sit outside a Vegan café the next morning sipping a banana and strawberry smoothie. Caroline nurses a cup of coffee while Edward disappeared somewhere to fill his Range Rover with fuel. Neither of them have mentioned last night to me. I know it does sound far-fetched, me seeing Edwards dead son but I know it was real.

I thought that maybe after a nights sleep, I would think differently but nope. I slept for six hours straight and still believe Jaxon was there.

“This smoothie is doing nothing to help my hunger this morning.” I tell Caroline. She smirks. “I could murder a sausage sandwich right now.” I lean across the table to whisper to her and she snorts.

              “Come on then. These veg-heads freak me out anyway and this coffee is disgusting.” She pulls a face and we both laugh before walking away from the café. It feels good to laugh. It doesn't feel forced either. The two of us head over to a proper café and my mouth is watering the second I step inside. Mmm! Bacon! Eggs! Sausages! Mmm!

I order a bacon, egg, sausage and cheese toasted sandwich and practically devour the entire thing when it gets handed to me. This makes Caroline laugh. She ordered herself a bacon sandwich as well as Edward one too.

We leave the café and wait where Edward left us. “You spoken to Aeron since we left?” I ask her as I wipe my mouth from brown sauce.

              “Yeah, this morning actually. He is having a field day with your mum and Lorraine.” My heart seizes up at the mention of the two main women in my life, names. “She misses you Cal. You going to ring her?”

“I want to. But what do I say? Sorry I turned into a raging lunatic and tried to purposely kill my best friend who happened to shoot the love of my life. Sorry I left you to deal with Tessa. Sorry for leaving without a word. Sorry for not bringing my phone.” I huff out a laugh at the last bit. Caroline gives me a sympathetic look that makes me feel absolutely pathetic. “I will ring her later. Promise.”

              “Good. So, about finding Jaxon and his mother. I think we have been going about finding him all wrong. Edward has over a thousand demons working for him and yet in the past four days we haven’t called upon a single on to help us. Maybe we should get them to help.” I ponder this thought for a moment. It does sound better than searching aimlessly around East England. “I also want to know why Edward refuses to give us her name. Surely there must be a way to find this out?”

“I could ask my mum? She and Edward have um, history.” I twist my lips as I grimace.

              “If you think I am bothered about him being with other women, don’t worry. I am not. I happen to have met someone anyway but that’s a story for another day.” Curiosity picks at me and I am tempted to beg her to tell me who but know that now isn't the time. “So anyway, before Edward comes, ring your mum. Please?” I groan and hold out my hand for her phone, she grins as she passes it to me. I dial my mums number and wait for it to ring. It rings four times before she answers.

“Hey Caroline, Aeron is still asleep right now but I can wake him if you want to spe-”

              “Mum, it's me.” I cut in. I hear her gasp.

“Calissa! Oh baby! Are you okay? When are you coming home?”

              “Mum, calm down. I am okay, just numb. Not sure when we will be home yet. I'm not giving up the search for him mum. I can't give up.” I whisper the last bit.

“I don't expect you too honey.”

              “Anyway, I need to ask you something.” The silence on the other side of the line tells me she is waiting patiently for my question. “Jaxon's birth mother. Do you know her name?” More silence. “Mum, you there?”

“Um, yeah, I am here darling.”

              “So?”

“I do know her name. I gather Edward didn't give you her name then?” My small huff is the answer she needs. “Didn't think he would. Before I tell you her name, I need to tell you something else first.”

              “What?”

“Remember when Jaxon told you
not
to give Crillin your real name?” I 'hmm' in response. “Well that is because most demons can pick up a non-demons whereabouts just by their name. Neither Jaxon nor Crillin knew you didn't have human blood in your system.”

              “So... what has that got to do with this?”

“Join the dots Cally.” I frown as I work it out. Oh!

              “He thinks that me knowing her name will end up in me finding her? We
are
looking for her. Why would he with-hold that information? But she is a demon though. Or a vampire at least.”

“No. She was turned into one, not born one. She is also dream walker. So she has human blood in her system.” My mouth forms an 'o'. “Benefits of you being a succubus. You'll be able to find her. Incubus can't do this.” She snorts and I smile.

              “Okay, how will I find her then? Will my body automatically be able to do it?”

“Caroline will help you. Right, her name. Ready?”

              “Yep.”

“Tiffany Munro. I have to go now babe. Check in again later okay? Call if you need me.” I say goodbye and hang up before turning to Caroline who smiles at me expectantly. I open my mouth to tell her what my mum said but the sound of Edwards car pulling up stops me. I give her a look to say 'later' and we climb into the large vehicle.

THIRTY-FIVE

Caroline and I sit quietly as Edward drives us around Essex. We stop in Southend for something to eat and a rest after around six hours of driving and him telling us he cannot feel Jaxon in the areas we pass. Since I don't know how to do the inner searching thing, I bite my tongue and let Edward lead us to no-where. While Edward is using the men’s toilets in a restaurant, I quickly ask Caroline how to do the searching thing my mum mentioned.

              “Close your eyes and focus on the name. It is easier with a face but since we only have a name, it will have to do. Similar to what you did to find Edward the other day.” I do as she says; thinking the name Tiffany Munro over and over again. When nothing happens, I am just about to give up when I feel a pull on my chest. It causes my eyes to spring open and instead of seeing the dimly lit restaurant around me, I see a faint picture of a warehouse and then a dark haired women with pale skin and blue eyes comes into view. She doesn't look happy. She looks sad. Like the weight of the world is on her shoulders. The picture fades away as Edward walks back over to the table. I blink a few times and turn to Caroline. I give her a nervous smile and a subtle nod before faking a smile at Edward when he sits down.

After we eat, we get back into the car but this time, I ask if I can drive. Edward hesitates but lets me anyway. I hop into the front seat with Edward in the back and I drive to where I felt the vision came from.

              Two and a half hours later, we are in Portsmouth and ignoring Edwards request to head back to Eastern England, I follow my instinct to a desolate road filled with abandoned warehouses. When I see the one from my vision, I stop to a halt and jump out, Caroline in tow.

“What the hell are we doing here?” Edward growls. I spin on my heels and snarl at him.

              “Finding your son.” I turn back around and walk up to the large grey, steel building. I barely make it three steps before Edward grabs my arm and hauls me back.

“Listen to me Calissa. If you go in there, you will die.” I frown and he sighs. “A seer I know said that if
you
actually find Jaxon, you will die. Are you willing to take that step? Because I am not going to risk your life after everything.”

              “I have to find him Edward. I
have
to.” I close my eyes and dip my chin as a lone tear runs down my cheek. I hear him groan and I look back up.

“Fine. But we need reinforcements.” He pulls out his phone and walks off to speak to whoever it is on the phone. I ache to walk into the warehouse with or without him. But I'd rather find Jaxon and not die. Caroline approaches me and places an arm around my shoulder.

              “Is this definitely the place?” I nod. “Okay. Well, try not to lose control if things get out of hand.” I nod again.

“Right. Reinforcements are on their way. Let's go in.” Nervousness takes over as we sneak up to the closest door. I reach out to open it when I hear a low growl come from somewhere. My eyes widen and I look around to find where it came from. I almost scream when a fur covered creature comes running towards me. Just as it nears, a flash of light blinds me before Mike stands directly in front of me.

              “Hey Cal.” He breathes.

“Mike!” I exclaim. “What are you doing here? Oh by the way, you scared the shit out of me!” I place my hands on my hips and he chuckles.

              “Question is, what are
you
doing here? I have been following you for two days! I can't find Tessa anywhere, thought she'd be with you but you haven't stopped to stake out somewhere at all until now. So what are you doing here? And who's he?” He points to Edward.

“Enough of the questions wolf. I need you. Tessa killed Jaxon, well I think anyway,” I take a deep breath to steady myself. That was so hard to say. “He vanished into thin air and we are here because this is where I followed the vision of Jaxon's birth mother who might very well be hiding him. We need you to mask our scents and get us in just in case there are other demons in there.” I tell him shakily.

              “Shit.” He hisses. “Okay. Let me change form and I'll stake out the place first.” I nod and he closes his eyes. I watch as he starts convulsing and then falls to his hands and knees. He growls out and then fur starts growing all over his body. His straight nose grows along with his mouth and becomes a snout and his brown eyes turn a light shade of yellow. He is a wolf. It looked almost painless going from wolf to human.

              “Wow. Can you still hear me?” The wolf nods its head up and down and turns around and runs off around the side of the building. “Where the hell did he go?” I ask Edward who looks just as baffled as I feel.

“No idea but that was by far the weirdest thing I have ever seen.”

              “Wait, you've been alive for over a century and never seen that before?” He shakes his head and it is my turn to be mystified.

Mike comes bounding around the corner again and stops in front of us. “Coast clear?” I ask him. The wolf nods again and we go up to the closest door and walk in.

The warehouse is dark when we enter, I inhale deeply to see if I have smell Jaxon anywhere considering I am supposed to have awesome smelling senses and all that jazz. I pick up a faint smell of burning wood and I follow the direction of the smell while Edward, Caroline and my new wolf friend trail after me.

I can't see very well but I manage to come lead the four of us to a small room at the far back of the warehouse.

I open the door and prepare myself for the worst. However, I am not prepared to see what I do. Jaxon laying on an army cot being cradled by a tear streaked woman.

              “Tiffany.” Edward growls. The woman from my vision jumps up to her feet at the sight of me and she stands protectively in front of the unconscious guy behind her.

“Keep her away from me.” She squeaks, pointing at me.

              “Oh I won't hurt you Ms. Munro.” I assure her. She squawks out a laugh and it makes me jump.

              “I saw you, you ignorant brat.” Her voice is a high shrill of a noise and it hurts my ears.

“You know? I think I preferred it when I thought you were dead.” I deadpan.

              “Dead? What on earth gave you that idea?” I look at Edward and he shrugs at me.

“Jaxon told me himself. He said that when he was eighteen, he got a letter from his dad saying that you were dead and Edward was alive and whatever.” I wave my hand around in the air.

              “You told him I was dead?” Tiffany asks Edward. Hurt clear in her voice.

“Yeah, in a way you were. The old you died when you became a vampire Tiffany. It's not like you tried to contact him anyway. You knew where he was. We've never moved.” Edward replies matter of factly.

              “Whatever Eddie, I am here now. I saw that witch shoot him. Then when
this
witch went on a mad one, I swooped in and took him. I don't want to see my baby boy die from the hands of an immature wench.” She snarls.

“Um, I'm not a witch but whatever.” She looks at me like I just spoke French. Maybe I did. I don't know.

              “What are you then? No human can do what you did. And I have never seen wings like those before either.” I blush and feel my hidden wings twitch.

              “She's half angel.” Edward answers.

“What? You bring a half angel here? Do you know that Levi is after one?” She screeches and Edward laughs.

              “He is not going to be a problem anymore. Believe me.” He gently squeezes my shoulder and I suppress a smile even though what we did was the reason our Jaxon is laying there motionless right now. He looks so peaceful. It looks as if Tiffany has him strapped up to a UV and a heart monitor machine. Though the machine sound isn't on, so I can't tell if this humane technique is working or not.

“He's dead?” My head snaps to Tiffany. “Levi, I mean.” She adds when she sees me looking at her son.

              “No, I just took away his demonic side. It turned him loopy and he has been sent to a psychiatric unit. That is why Tessa, the witch, shot Jaxon. Levi is her father. Or Paul is but anyway, she tried to shoot me, and Jaxon pushed me out of the way only to be shot himself.” A lump forms in my throat at the not distant enough memory.

“So, who are you then little angel?” I look at Edward who is smirking at the nickname that he too calls me. I roll my eyes and turn back to her.

              “Calissa. Jaxon's girlfriend.” I say quietly.

“Girlfriend? He is an incubus though. So I am guessing you two can't be well, close.” She cringes at her own choice of words.

              “Actually dearest Calissa here is also half succubus. Her and Jaxon make the best couple and would make us very powerful and beautiful grandchildren one day.” My heart tears just a little bit more at Edwards praise on Jaxon and I and I can feel the oncoming tears from the way my nose tingles. Don't cry Calissa. Don't cry. I squeeze my eyes shut but I can feel my lip trembling.

              “Calissa? Don't cry-” Edward starts but trails off when Lorraine walks into the room. She halts when she sees Tiffany and then looks between us all as if this is a joke or not.

              “Okay so now that the important people are here. Can I go to my boyfriend please?” I ask no-one in particular. I don't bother waiting for an answer as I walk across the room and sit beside Jaxon, Lorraine in tow. “Edward? Should I try to heal him?” I look over at him and he nods gently as his eyes are fixated on his son.

Lorraine pries open his mouth and pours a light pink liquid down his throat. She doesn't need to tell me what it is, I don't even care. I trust Lorraine a hundred percent with this kind of thing, regardless of whether or not it was her daughter that caused it in the first place.

              I hover my hands over Jaxon's body and focus all my energy on healing him. Nothing happens. I remember what happened when I touched Caroline and I take both of Jaxon's hands in mine. Come on baby. Come on Jaxon, wake up. Wake up Jaxon. Please work,

Come on. Heal already. My hands are tingling all over and I am struggling so much to keep going. My energy is being sucked dry. I sway and Edward catches me, holding me up right. I don't let go off Jaxon's hands, not even when I feel them twitch. I keep pushing all of my energy into him. Everything I have got. I need him to wake up. I need him to be okay. I need him to brush away my tears and tell me he loves me. I close my eyes because quite frankly, I can't hold them open anymore.

“Calissa, you are killing yourself. You have to stop.” Lorraine panics behind me.

“Cally. Stop.” Mike demands. He must be in human form again then.

“Little angel. You are doing great but you are going to die if you don't stop.”

“Can't. Stop.” I breathe. “He. Gave. Me. Horns.” Breathe. “I. Love. Him.” Shit I feel weak. My grip on Jaxon's hands loosen and I feel my self falling. Something catches my head but I can no longer move. One of my hands fall down to my side. I hear a few shouts of my name before everything fades away.