The Three (31 page)

“You love…” Matt shook his head vigorously from side to side. “What do you mean?”

“I have a relationship with Kael,” Anna said, watching her lover disappear over the hill. “And I have a relationship with Elin. They have a relationship with one another, and together, we’re a family. I know it’s different. I just hope you can try to understand.”

Matt remained unmoving. “So you…sleep with both of them?” He wrinkled his nose as he said the words, and Anna felt her heart rate increase at his expression.

He’s disgusted, Anna worried, but she forced her confidence to the front. I can’t act like I’m ashamed or embarrassed about this. If I act like there’s something wrong about our love, why should Matt think any different? Anna stepped over to the boy and placed a gentle hand on his arm. Matt didn’t flinch.

“I do.” Anna gestured at the road ahead. “We’ll talk about this while we walk, okay? I don’t want to let Kael get too far ahead of us.”

Matt stared at her for a moment longer, then started walking again. “I really wasn’t expecting that,” he said in a shaky voice.

“I’m sure you weren’t.” Anna squeezed his arm, pleased that he didn’t recoil. “I wasn’t either, for the record.

When I met them, I mean. We all just…clicked.”

“Did Kael want you to be with Elin?” Matt asked. He didn’t meet her eyes. “I mean…is that why you—”

“I love women. I always have.” She gazed at him until he returned her look. “Kael came as a surprise to me. Elin didn’t.”

Matt blushed and looked away. “But why? I mean, you’re so beautiful. I know you could find a man who would love you. Only you.”

Anna flushed at the boy’s compliment. “I have two people who love me. And I love those two people with all my heart. It’s the most wonderful feeling in the world, and there’s nothing I want more than what I have with them.”

“This is a really fucked up thing to hear. You know that, right?”

“I know. But I’m still the same person I was a half hour ago.”

Matt frowned. “I’m sorry, I’m just not used to the idea of…two women being together. My father and Robby always said that it was wrong for two people of the same sex to…do that. Even women.”

“Wrong for us to love one another?” Anna gave Matt a careful smile. “You seem like a romantic to me. Do you really think that love could ever be wrong? We’re all adults, and nobody is doing anything they don’t want to do.”

Matt’s cheeks turned light pink. “No, I don’t think love is wrong.”

“Hey, Matt.” Anna reached out to take the boy’s arm. “We’re still friends, right? What I told you doesn’t change that, does it?”

Matt shrugged, pulling away from Anna’s touch with a sad smile. “We’re still friends. I just…need a chance to get used to the idea. Is that okay?”

Anna nodded. You can’t expect him to accept it just like that. “That’s more than okay, Matt. I understand.

Take all the time you need.”

When they reached the top of the hill, Anna stopped and stared at the sight that greeted them. Kael stood ten feet in front of them, her bike propped against a highway sign, her hands on her hips. She stared at a smattering of glittering lights that shone in the distance.

“The lights.” Anna squinted, puzzled by what she was seeing. The source of such a display eluded her.

“What are the lights?”

“I think that’s what some might call progress. Unless I’m mistaken,” Kael said, “this city has inhabitants.

And electricity.”

Kael walked them around the perimeter of town, staying close to the trees as they passed dark storefronts, abandoned gas stations, and dilapidated homes. Electricity wasn’t evident in that part of the city, and Kael led them on a cautious route between those buildings and along deserted streets until they saw a light over the front door of a large brick house. At Kael’s signal, they left their bikes behind the fence of an adjoining property. They were sidling along the decayed wood screen this provided, when a figure stepped out from the side of the house and knelt down next to a well-tended garden.

After a few minutes, the figure rose with a fistful of something in one hand, and they were looking at a relatively short woman with a rounded frame. The bright light shining at the front of the house illuminated her face, and Anna was struck by the beauty of her skin. It was dark brown, even darker than her own, and the woman walked with an air of casual confidence.

Anna felt bad that they would probably scare this poor woman to death with their approach. If she was an innocent, unaffiliated with the Procreationists, she didn’t deserve even a moment of uncertainty about their intentions. But if she was with the men who had taken Elin, Anna didn’t want her to have the slightest opportunity to raise an alarm before they could question her.

Anna saw Kael’s approach long before the woman did. Her lover stepped out of the shadows and loped up behind the woman in a stealthy, silent run. She held her new sword in one hand, and with the other she reached around the dark-skinned woman’s face and clapped her palm over her mouth, stifling a panicked yelp. Pulling the woman back against her, Kael whispered into her ear. The woman nodded and stared wide-eyed at the far edge of the property. Anna’s chest tightened. She could almost feel the thoughts racing through the woman’s mind. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the trees, hoping that the sight of her might prove reassuring.

“We’re not going to hurt you,” Anna said. “We just want to ask you a few questions, but we don’t want you to panic and get the whole town running here until we know that they’re not going to want to hurt us.”

The woman, suddenly calm and still, stared at Anna with compassionate eyes. She was significantly older, perhaps in her fifties. Her dark hair was streaked with gray, lending her a quiet dignity that remained intact even as Kael restrained her from behind. Anna fought the uneasy notion that her most intimate thoughts and emotions were being carefully examined and evaluated by this woman.

“If I uncover your mouth, you’ll keep quiet. Right?” Kael murmured. Without hesitation, the woman nodded.

Kael’s eyes met Anna’s, then she removed her hand.

The woman raised a dark eyebrow at Anna. “Well, that was certainly dramatic,” she said. “You scared the hell out of me.”

“I’m sorry.” Anna found herself smiling with relief at the woman’s dry humor. “We’re normally more civilized than that.”

The woman’s attention seemed to shift, and following her gaze, Anna saw Matt standing a few feet away wearing an expression of childlike sheepishness.

“I’m sorry, too,” he piped up.

The woman chuckled and shook her head. “Don’t you worry, son. The minute you stepped out I knew everything was okay.

You looked far more nervous than I felt.” She offered Anna her hand. “Let’s do this right. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Dr. Kate Woodard.”

Anna introduced herself, then said, “Dr. Woodard? Like a medical doctor?” She raised hopeful eyes to the healing gash on Kael’s head. This could be too good to be true.

“Call me Kate. And yes, a medical doctor.” She gave her hand to Kael. “You look like you could use some help. Maybe after you ask me your questions?”

“It’s nothing. Thank you for offering, though.” Kael scowled, but shook her hand politely, adding, “I’m sorry for grabbing you like that. My name’s Kael, and he’s Matt.”

Kate shook Matt’s hand, then said, “So, these urgent questions?”

“We’re looking for a friend,” Anna said. “She was traveling with us, and—”

“Our friend was taken,” Kael said, picking up the story. “She and I were approached by a man and a woman who wanted us to join their community. Luckily, Anna was separated from us at the time. After we refused, about twenty men showed up and…I couldn’t stop them.”

“I understand,” Kate murmured. “Do you know who these men were?”

“There’s a group up in Pennsylvania, and they believe—”

“The Procreationists,” Kate interrupted. “Tell me, what does your friend look like?”

Anna’s heart began to pound. “Red hair. Pale skin. Beautiful. Her name is Elin.”

Kate’s eyes darted to the trees and shadows that surrounded them. She seemed anxious, all of a sudden, and grabbed Anna’s arm, urging, “Come on inside.”

“Is everything okay?” Kael gestured Matt forward. “Is there someone out there?”

“Not now, I don’t think,” Kate whispered. “We just need to get inside. We need to talk and not be overheard.

I know who took your friend.”

“You know where she is?” Kael gripped Kate’s arm.

“I’ve been to their camp. It’s not more than two miles outside of town.” Kate locked the front door and ushered them into the cozy interior of her house. In her left hand, Anna noticed for the first time, she clutched various herbs.

Kael pressed her fingers to her temple, wincing in that familiar way that told Anna that her head was pounding. “Please tell us, have you seen her?”

“She’s okay. I examined her myself. She had a rather nasty bear bite, or so she told me, on one calf. And a healing burn on her hand.”

“That’s her.” Kael sagged against the wall. “We found her.”

Anna stepped forward into her waiting arms. “We found her,” she repeated. “Baby, she’s going to be okay.

We found her.”

Kael turned to Kate. “Why you? Why did you examine her?”

Anna flinched at the slight accusation in Kael’s voice. Still, she was interested in the answer. “I think what he means, Kate, is just how are you involved with the Procreationists?”

Kate nodded at the sword Kael still clutched in her hand. “Why don’t you put that thing away and come sit down so we can talk?” She gestured to a door farther inside the house, which Anna assumed led to the kitchen. Matt leaned on the doorframe, watching them in silence.

“I’m sorry.” Kael sheathed her sword. “We’ve been going on so little for so long, I’m just overwhelmed that you know where she is.”

“I understand.” Kate pushed the kitchen door open and beckoned them. “Who wants water?”

There was a large white refrigerator and freezer. Anna could hear the slight hum that emanated from them, which confused her for a few moments before she realized what it meant. The kitchen also contained a full-sized oven, a microwave oven, and various appliances that looked familiar, but that she couldn’t name.

Kate took a glass to the refrigerator and pressed it against something that made a low, grinding noise.

Anna hurried over to see the refrigerator spit something into the first glass.

“Ice?” she murmured, awestruck.

Kate smiled. “A luxury I’m afraid I take for granted again.”

Anna blinked as Kate filled another glass with ice. “Wow.”

“So about Elin,” Kael said from a seat at the kitchen table. Her leg bobbed up and down, impatient. Matt sat next to her, leaning away from her nervous energy. “Did you talk to her?”

Anna took the chair next to Kael’s and held her hand. It was cold and trembling, betraying her turbulent emotion.

“I wasn’t able to talk to her alone,” Kate said. “Trey—one of their leaders—told me she was too dangerous for me to see without a guard.”

“Too dangerous?” Kael asked in an incredulous voice.

Kate shrugged and handed out glasses of water. “He said she resisted them. That she knew how to fight.

In fact, the only reason they sent a messenger here to request a doctor was because she and her partner had beaten so many of his men so badly. The camp medic was overwhelmed.” She gestured to Kael’s head wound. “I assume that was you.”

“Kael killed two of them,” Anna said. “They seemed pretty angry about the fight he and Elin put up.”

“Yes, I got that. Trey seemed concerned about keeping Elin separated from his men.”

Kael released a shaky sigh. “How long ago did you see her?”

“Three days ago.”

“And she was okay?” Anna asked.

“Physically, she was healthy. I noticed the healing injuries I mentioned earlier, but other than that there was just the black eye—”

Kael stiffened. “A black eye? What else?”

Kate gave Kael a look of tender sympathy. “Nothing, really. I asked her if she was injured in any other way, and she told me she wasn’t.”

“How did she seem?” Anna asked.

Kate’s mouth twitched into a smile. “Mad as hell. I think they were a little intimidated by her, honestly. I could tell she was trying hard to rein in her anger.”

“The last time she saw Kael, he was unconscious and bleeding on the ground,” Anna said. “I’m sure she’s very upset.”

“How do these men treat their women prisoners?” Kael asked, eyes glued to the tabletop. “Their breeders,”

she said in a contemptuous voice.

“From what I could tell, relatively well. But to be honest with you, I just don’t know. They’ve never summoned me before this year. They’ve camped just outside of town for almost five years, but until now they’ve mostly left us alone.”

“Mostly?” Anna asked.

“The first year, they marched right into the center of town. Tried to recruit some of the young women who lived here. When the girls refused, the men just…took them.” Kate cast ashamed eyes down to the table.

“Some of the men in town, my husband Walter included, went after them. All but one came back after a week or so, bruised and battered. I had to amputate a leg and an arm. These men—Procreationists, they told us—beat them to within an inch of their lives, but didn’t finish them off. They let them come back and show us what would happen if we resisted.”

“They don’t believe in killing,” Kael whispered.

Kate gave Kael a sad smile. “Right. The second year, they came to town to re-supply. And that’s all they’ve asked since then. Once a year, around October, they camp outside town and ask us for supplies. We give them whatever they need. I guess we hope that’s all they’ll take.”

Kael looked around. “You say you have a husband?”