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“Okay,” I said, and sounded calmer. “I really need to wrap myself around you soon.”
“And I, you,ma petite.”
“I’m all cleaned up, no more holy water to interfere with anything.”
“Are you certain,ma petite?”
“I’m sitting here in borrowed scrubs in a shade of green that you would hate with my hair soaking wet from the shower. I didn’t have any hair products, so I didn’t bother to do anything but wash it. I’ll have to start over at home.”
“If you get home before dawn I will happily help you redo your hair in the bathtub in our room.” He’d started calling itour roomjust recently. I couldn’t actually argue with him since we almost always slept in there now, and when I saywe, it was the polywe. When we spent time at the Jefferson County house, if Jean-Claude stayed with the rest of us who needed more sunlight he slept in the main bedroom with us.
“I could come home now,” I said.
“What of our Wicked Truth?” he asked.
I explained about the doctor and his new drug that worked on vampires. “I don’t know when they’re going to wake up.”
“This new drug sounds very promising.”
“It does, though we’ll need to keep an eye on Dr. Boden, as he’s a little too eager to get a chance to test his stuff on real vampires instead of just tissue samples.”
“We will bear that in mind,ma petite.”
“We’ll need to leave security with them until they can take care of themselves,” I said.
“Do you think that Dr. Boden would use them as his subjects without our permission?”
“He already did, Jean-Claude. This medication took their pain, but the doctor didn’t know it would put them out, or he used too large a dose.”
“Will you report him for it?”
“I hadn’t planned on it; they’d shut down his entire program and this is the first drug I’ve seen that can put a vampire out when the pain is terrible. If we keep an eye on the doctor and look into the program more, I think we can let it ride.”
“How would you keep an eye on him?”
“We’re supposed to have the greatest spies on the planet; let them figure out how to keep an eye on the doctor and his program.”
“A wise use of resources,ma petite.”
“I’m trying.”
“I hear recrimination in your voice, but I do not know why,” he said.
“If I hadn’t blown up at my dad and stormed out before all our security was in place, the Wicked Truth wouldn’t be lying here like this. God, Jean-Claude, you were the one that crazy bastard was after tonight. If they hadn’t jumped in the way, it could have been you, it would have been you, and it would have been my fault.”
“No,ma petite, it would have been the fault of the person who threw the holy water on us. It is always the fault of the person who does the evil, never those who are the victims of the evil.”
“I’m not a victim, I wasn’t hurt,” I said.
“You do not have to bleed to be the victim of a crime,ma petite, you of all people should know that.”
I took a deep breath and tried to hear what he was saying. Logically I knew he was right. I’d worked around violence long enough to know that I was reacting like a victim. All police hate when they react just like everybody else. To do our jobs well, we have to believewe’re tougher, more indestructible than humanly possible; finding out that none of that is true is always disappointing and infuriating.
“I do know that, but thanks for the reminder.”
“It is one of the many things we do for each other, remind ourselves of the truths we already know.”
I laughed a little. “I never knew that about being in love until you.”
