Reese basically carried Sam through the corridors back to the bar. The refuge was only a small three story hotel with a bar at the base but when it became a permanent home to a lot of people some modifications were made. Those modifications cannot be found in any town planner or building map. They were created by magic and exist outside the visible universe. Originally there was only necessities made such as the hospital and a day care centre. Once the refuge housed artefacts and dangerous items it was expanded again to have a vast and well protected storage room. Walking through the corridors Reese remembered the battle that took place in them, the fight to protect every Child of Cain, possibly to protect the very world. He silently thanked Isaac and his new apprentice for making sure they didn’t have to realise that possibility. Sam grunted with both remnants of anger and how she was feeling about being carried on Reese’s back.
George got her a large glass of water and a big cup of coffee to follow.
“I’ll make her some food while you get her cleaned up.” Sam grunted, again, through the water in her mouth.
“Sweet, if you’re making pancakes I’ll have some.”
“Almost seven in the morning, yes. Maybe she should skip the coffee.”
“I was knocked out for half a day, I think I’ve had enough sleep.” She coughed out her sentence.
“Pancakes it is then.”
The shower spluttered out for a second then started flowing fine. Sam really wanted to go home to clean up but she wasn’t going to leave the refuge while Alix was in that state. Taking her clothes off, she realised why she had felt dirty since she left the mausoleum, the back of her shirt and pants were covered with mud. The water ran over her hand, when she was satisfied with the warmth she stepped in letting it run over her body.
Reese had given her some shampoo, it was for men but it would get the blood out of her hair. She stood hypnotised by the droplets crashing into her back. Shaking off the waters hold on her she soaked her hair, running her hands through it. Once her hair was foamed she washed herself down, inspecting her many cuts and bruises. There were several new ones on her legs and her right hand had a blister where she had impacted with the necromancers face. When she had first got the injuries that came with the job she had silently accepted them, still she didn’t have a quarrel with them. They just hurt a lot for a day after getting them, which gets very annoying. Sam let the water run over her face and down her hair, it splashed on the metal floor below her with every stroke of her hands.
She turned the shower off, opened the door and grabbed a towel from the railing. She dried her face and looked over to the sink. Reese had opened the door an inch and put some clothes on it without looking in, she smiled at that.
He left Sam to wash herself down, knowing that she’d probably take a while to get ready. He walked down the hotel hallway, when he got to the end of the hall he went into one of the rooms. The hotel rooms on top of the refuge weren’t particularly stylish but they did what they needed to. They had beds and bathrooms, most of them were enchanted to keep themselves clean. Some of the ones on the top floor had been connected up to be full apartments rather than just suites. Reese was not on the top floor. Lucifer looked up at him from the couch as he entered.
“I heard what happened. Are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine and so will Alix.” Lucifer pushed her lips together and frowned at him. “I have some things I need you to take. These will prepare your body for what we’re about to do to it and keep you from bursting out while I get the rest of the ingredients.”
“You said…” She got up off the couch. “My body.”
“Well it’s yours now.” Reese handed her a small vial of silver liquid and two dried leaves. She put the leaves in her mouth and washed them down with the fluid in the vial. The leaves tasted of cardboard but the potion tasted of sugar and berries. “Wow, what was that?”
“Sap of a Silverwood mixed with lots of sugar and berry juice.”
“Oh…” She was still getting used to how easily the human body can be tricked by adding something nice to the mix. She stepped up closer to Reese placing her hand on his arm. “Thank you for this.”
“Yeah.” Reese just stood there looking aimlessly over her head. “I better go, I’ve got to find someone who has some Nightshade.”
“Okay.” Lucy took her hand off his arm and put it around her own. She’d never known how to comfort. ‘Oh Reese’ She wanted to say. ‘Can you stay?’ But she just nodded and he left. She sat back on the couch and wallowed in her loneliness with the TV flashing light through the dark room onto her.
Alix awoke with a start. She sat straight up, she found an odd comfort in the sterile white walls around her. Thras stood in front of her. She grabbed at the hospital sheets she was in and pulled it up protectively. Thras had merged his blackness into one long thick strip. It was half out of the door and well hidden behind his body. He had donned some actual clothes, mid 70’s era but Alix thought it was definitely an improvement from having the tentacles wrap around his midsection. Alix let her guard down as she wondered ‘how did he put clothes on with that stuff coming out of him?’
“You will need to rest little cat.” He nodded his head tipping his grey fedora with his hand.
“Thank you.” It was more of a breath than a sentence. With that Thras left, his black ‘tail’ sliding on after him. Alix looked down at herself. The baby blue fabric hung off her shoulders and had gaps on both sides. She really wanted to get dressed. Pulling the sheets off the bed and wrapping them around herself she noticed her arms. They were clean and smooth, all of her bruises and cuts were gone. She pinched her side. ‘Nope, not dreaming.’ She was about to leave when the doors opened to a Sam with a massive smile on her face. Alix had trouble keeping the sheets around her while she was being hugged.
“Are you okay? What did he do to you?”
“I’m fine.” The memories of what happened re-entered her mind. “The stitch! Did we recapture it?” Mr Red stepped through the door.
“No, but we are on it. It wasn’t your fault Alix.” Alix ignored the last part, she knew she was responsible. “We’ll find it.”
“When do we gear up?”
“Alix!” Reese had entered with Sam but she hadn’t noticed him until now. “You need to rest, any magic activity beyond shape-shifting will kill you.”
“But we need to catch it! Before someone gets hurt!” Alix would’ve started shaking if Sam wasn’t holding her tightly.
“We will catch it, but you won’t be going anywhere.”
“Because you couldn’t use your magic to turn a grape into a raisin without seriously injuring yourself.”
“He’s right Alix, I can’t put you into a situation that would put any magical strain on you.” Alix tried to scrunch up her face but she couldn’t with Sam’s arms wrapped around her neck.
“Then what am I supposed to do?”
“We’re going clubbing.” Reese let a smirk creep onto his face.