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“Right. Like him and Regina.”
“But how did you and I…connect in dreams later? Did it really have to do with us running into each other at the mall? That’s what I don’t understand.”
“Fate.” He said it so seriously that she smiled at him. “It’s true. How else would you explain it?”
“Okay, I’ll buy it, since we have no other idea of how it happened. Oh, I wanted to ask you about the couple in the first-class seats on the plane who were talking telepathically to each other. Were they vampires?”
“Or they could be hunters who have the ability—which is rare. I’ve only heard of one like that. But I have to tell you that Caitlin had the ability also. Maybe because she was also a witch.”
Fiona frowned at Arman. “What if they work for Regina and Tobias? Or are friends of theirs and they even know who we are?”
“Hopefully they aren’t. They could try to contact some other vampires who might be friends of theirs in Scotland to come to their aid against us. But I’m hoping that’s not the case. They didn’t seem to really take notice of us when we walked past them. Though I had glanced at them for a split second, they didn’t react. Many passengers glance at who is in the various seats, so that they would not think anything was suspicious about that.”
“True. Uhm, did you really want to dance with me at the Halloween dance?”
“You bet.”
“And you shoved Toga Guy halfway across the gym floor with your vampiric strength? Here I thought you might be kind of a geek. Though a really awesome looking geek.”
He smiled at her. “Thanks. I didn’t want to scare you, but I did want to get you away from there and to the house we had rented so we could talk to you about what was going on. Dancing with you totally appealed.”
“Even though I’m a hunter.”
“I never really gave it a thought.”
“It didn’t matter how I was dressed for the affair?” She couldn’t imagine that someone dressed in a tux would have been interested in dancing with someone who was dressed to fight—martial arts style.
“Are you kidding? The first thought I had was I was glad you weren’t wearing tons of fake blood like the others at the dance, and the second thought I had was I was glad that you probably knew some lethal moves of your own and that they could come in handy in our line of work.”
“I couldn’t believe so many of the kids were dressed as zombies. Nor could I believe that you were…are a vampire for real.”
“Or that you’re a huntress from a long line of hunters.”
“Right. Okay, I’m going to try and go to sleep again,” she said.
“Good,” Ruric said.
Fiona and Arman chuckled. Then the two of them tried to sleep.
Before they knew it, the lights were coming on in the cabin, and the stewardesses were bringing them breakfast. Where did the time go? Fiona really hadn’t thought she would sleep. She sure thought she would have dreamed. Unless…unless she had forgotten them upon waking, which was what often happened.
“Did you dream about me?” she asked Arman.
“No. I was so tired, I think I just slept the night through, or I just don’t remember any dream once I woke.”
“I dreamed of Fiona’s friend running into me with her car,” Ruric said, sitting up and eating his breakfast.
“Oh, I’m so sorry about that.” Fiona still felt badly about it, though she was really glad they hadn’t hurt him. She wished she could have slipped into his dreams and given him more pleasant ones.
“But then something strange happened.” Ruric drank some of his orange juice. “I was suddenly seeing the car accident in a whole different perspective. Instead of a car running me down, Fiona knocked me down with a big pillow.”
Arman and Fiona just stared at him. “No, you did not see that.” She drank her water.
“Yeah. I swear I did. One minute, I was being hit by the car, and the next, the vehicle is there, headlights shining in my eyes, and Fiona checks me to see how injured I was. But then the whole scenario changed like it rewound itself and instead of the car striking me, Fiona socks me with a big red pillow.”
“The color of Emma’s car,” Fiona said. “It’s like you mixed up a red pillow, something soft, for the car that hit you.”
“The pillow wasn’t all that soft when you used it on me. I mean, the way you slugged me with it, you have quite a swing,” Ruric said. “So you visited my dreams and took away my nightmare, kind of?”
