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Sunday, March 28, 2010

Do You Believe In Magic? - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Willy's POV

Let's hope everything works out okay. Now that Aron's here I hope I'm not wrong about him. I'll have to keep a close watch on him for awhile. No sense worrying Sable about him yet though. I'll just be very vigilant. She must stay safe!

"Okay, how about a game of Scrabble? We can play to see who makes supper."

"That's a great idea Willy, I'm up for it. What about you Aron?"

"Sure, it'll help to pass the time. I just want to let you know that I'm an awesome Scrabble player and I expect to beat you both very easily."

"Right, and I'm going to believe that." I said. "I've been known to be pretty good at Scrabble myself, so watch your back."

Sable's POV

I wish my life could be like this all the time. It's really peaceful and calm right now and I'm going to hang on to this feeling as long as I can. Now, to beat the boys at Scrabble!

Aron's POV

She is so beautiful. I could really fall for her in a big way. That long red hair and those green eyes. I could drown in those eyes. I better watch out or this could get more complicated than I want it to get. "First word - zodiac. Count my points please Willy."

Willy's POV

I'll continue to play for awhile but I really must go talk to Brenin. He'll let me know what to do for Sable. I only hope that I can still understand him. Not having my powers sucks and I have to find a way to get them back. Anyway, now for my word.

Sable's POV

Well, Aron was right, he sure can play Scrabble. He's already trounced us three times. I think we'll have to just concede to him. Guess who has to cook supper? Willy! It looks good on him, ha, ha. I think I'll go for a short walk and clear my head. "Guys, that's enough Scrabble for me. I admit that you're the better player Aron. We'll have to give it a go again so I can try to win at least one game. Anyway, I'm going for a walk around the property. Make sure everything is okay and no, I don't need anyone to babysit me."

Willy's POV

"Okay, Sable. I'm going out for a while too. I'll be home in plenty of time to cook supper, ugh! You know you're going to get my pasta dish eh? Don't look like that Sab, it's not that bad. You'll love it Aron, I make it with milk, ketchup, cheese, and mustard. Don't screw up your face. It's not half bad. Try it before you make a face, okay?"

Aron's POV

I nod but inside I'm gagging. Milk, ketchup, cheese and mustard? Where is this guy from? It sounds gross but if I want to stay I guess I'll have to eat everything they give me. I hope Willy doesn't poison us.

Well, if everybody is going out I may as well do some reading in my room. "I'll see you guys when you get back. I'm going to read in my room for awhile. Also, I really want to thank you both for everything you're doing for me. I don't know where I would be right now if you hadn't found me Willy."

"That's okay, Aron," replied Willy. "You are welcome to stay as long as you like, right Sable?"

Sable's POV

I nod and grab my coat. I can hardly wait to get outside into the fresh air. I don't know why but suddenly I feel like I'm suffocating. I hope this ends soon in one way or another. If I have to die then so be it, as long as this is finally over.

I head to my spot. I need to clear my head and I can totally relax there. There's Brenin and he's limping. "Brenin, what happened to you? You're bleeding. Here, come with me." I head toward the water, rip the bottom of my t-shirt off and dip it in the lake. What is going on, where are Maebh and the pups? Are they okay? "Oh Brenin, I can't tend to you here. We have to go to the house. Do you think you can make it? I'll make sure I walk slowly."

"Where is your mate, Bren? Where are the pups? Are they okay?"

He looks at me with such pain in his eyes I can hardly bear it. I lead him towards the house. I'll look for the rest of his family after I take care of his wounds. I hate making him walk but at least it isn't too far.

I fling open the front door. "Aron, are you here?"

"What is it Sable?"

"Can you come here and help me for a minute?"

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