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Kevin drove along the road through the darkness, trying to enjoy the sight of Devil’s Tower as long as he could. The night sky was beautiful, with stars as far as the eye could see in a way that couldn’t be experienced in the city. Even rural counties didn’t have a view like this, and Kevin tried to use it to distract himself from worrying about Percy.
He turned on the music to break the silence, singing to himself quietly so he wouldn’t disturb Percy. The warm fuzzies were stronger than ever, and he knew he was definitely headed in the right direction now. The truck was running better than ever before and other than getting gas, he didn’t stop for anything. Hours dragged by as he soared down the interstate, determined to keep going all night and into the next day if he had to.
The knot of dread in his stomach had decided to move in permanently, and it only grew as Percy continued to sleep through the night. Kevin tried to wake him once and couldn’t even get him roused for aMamma Miasing-along.
This was bad.
There was an exit ahead for I-15, an interstate that ran north to go deeper into Montana or south toward Salt Lake City and…
Las Vegas.
Shit.
Kevin remembered what Percy had said about Las Vegas, and he knew going there would be his best bet to getting his boyfriend some help. The pull of his wings was overwhelmingly in the opposite direction, and he knew Percy would be angry if he took the detour. He fought with himself as he continued straight, telling himself that Percy was right and getting his wings back was the priority here. Kevin needed to be at full strength with his angel powers to the max should Sebastian cross their path again.
If Kevin continued westward on I-90, the interstate he was currently on, they would be driving into Idaho and then Oregon to the coast. That was where his wings were, he knew it. They were by the ocean somewhere, and he was certain this was the right way to go. He and Percy could be playing in the waves and getting sand in unsavory places by noon tomorrow if Kevin kept driving.
But what if Percy didn’t wake up?
Kevin’s stomach twisted again.
In the same amount of time, Kevin could drive them down to Las Vegas and get Percy the help he so desperately needed. The seconds were ticking down and the exit was fast approaching. Kevin knew he had to make a decision and make it fast, and the inability to choose was tearing at his heart.
One last glance at Percy’s unconscious body was all it took, and Kevin yanked the wheel over to take the Vegas exit.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Kevin rolled into Las Vegas just after noon, and he was immediately caught in heavy traffic driving down the main strip. The flashing lights of the grand hotels and casinos were mesmerizing even in the middle of the day, and he didn’t mind having to crawl through because it gave him time to admire the incredible sight.
He’d done it.
He’d driven all night and then some, and they’d made it to Sin City.
Kevin was too excited to feel an ounce of exhaustion, though he wondered if his newfound energy was a result of tapping into his angelic powers. Whatever the reason, he was here now and they could get Percy the help he so desperately needed.
He’d been so caught up in staring at the fountains in front of the Bellagio that he nearly ran into the car in front of him. He had to slam on the brakes, cringing as Percy lurched forward sharply. “Shit. Sorry, princess.”
“What in the fuck…?” Percy opened his eyes and scowled, squinting against the bright sun as he stared out the windshield. His skin was shifting between tan and crimson, and his fangs were out as he grumbled, “Peaches, why does it look like we’re in Las Vegas?”
“Well, um… because we’re in Vegas?” Kevin chuckled, glancing at Percy and offering a small smile. “Not sure where this demon hotel is at though, so you’ll have to tell me where to go.”
“You absolutely adorable moron!” Percy sighed. “I told you to go find your damn wings first!” He struggled to sit up.
“Yeah, well. I do what the fuck I want. You couldn’t argue in your damn coma.” Kevin reached over to steady Percy.
Percy squirmed. “This… This is a very unnecessary detour!”
“Seems necessary to me. Doesn’t help to find my wings if you’re dead.”
“I’m fine!” Percy argued. “It’s just taking longer than usual for my body to work out the poison, that’s all!”
“Uh-huh. Right.” Kevin reached for Percy’s hand. “Hotel?”
Percy sighed haggardly. “It’s up here just off the main drag. Go up two lights and take a right. Even though this is absolutely not needed because I’m totally fine—”
“You’re not fucking fine, Percy!” Kevin snapped, turning to glare at him as they stopped for a red light. “You were out. Like, I couldn’t wake you up to see if you wanted food, and you haven’t spoken a word in, like, twelve hours!” He squeezed Percy’s hand as tightly as he dared. “You’renotfine.”
“I…” Percy’s anger fizzled, and he sighed again. “We’ll have to be quick. Sebastian will no doubt suspect we’re coming here.”
