Page 23 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

“That actually makes sense,” Raiden is the one to reply. “You needed your instincts to be sharper so that you could protect yourself, and although your supernatural side wasn’t out, it helped you the best way that it could.”

“Exactly,” I smile. I’m glad that he understood the point that I was trying to make.

“It’s a unique gift,” Griff adds.

The mood immediately lightens when Doc comes back from picking up my parcels from the gate. I can’t help but laugh at how much he is carrying, “Whoops, it, erm, didn’t look like that much when I was ordering it.”

Doc chuckles, “There’s more. I couldn’t carry it all. I think everything got delivered at once.”

I grimace slightly, “I used the same company to get everything shipped on a Sunday.”

“Do you want some help?” Griff jokes, a smile on his face.

Doc seems to think about it and my eyes widen as he says, “Yeah actually, that would be great.”

“No way!” I exclaim as the guys all burst out laughing at my shock.

Raiden grins proudly, “You deserve to get yourself nice things, Neith.”

It’s like he can tell that my mind is spinning and already thinking about sending some of it back just because it's so excessive.

“I guess,” I reply, aware that I still sound unsure.

“Seriously,” Raiden starts, “I bet you didn’t even make a dent in the total on the card, did you?”

I shake my head with a smile, “No, actually.”

“Well, there you go. Not that it would matter if you had. Just enjoy it,” Raiden says.

I nod. He’s right, it just shocked me slightly since it really didn’t look like this much online. I guess that is definitely one danger of online shopping. Standing up I start to pick up the packages that they have already brought in, so that I can take them up to my room.

“We’ll help,” Van offers as he hops up, and so do the other guys. “It will take you forever to get all of this upstairs otherwise.”

Doc and Griff pop back in just as we are leaving the dining room with all of my stuff, and they simply follow us up to my room and put the things down where I ask them to, which is pretty much the middle of the room. I know it's probably not a great place to put it all, but if they put all of the stuff at the edge of the room, then it will most likely stay there, and I’ll just go through it when I want certain things. If I leave it in the middle of the room, I’m more likely to organize and put things away. I don’t know why I work like this, but I’m thirty now, and I figure there is no point changing something that I know works or pretending that I’m not like this.

“Do you want to sort all of this out and meet us in the library?” Raiden asks.

I shake my head, “No. This is going to take me hours to organize. I think it’s probably best I just do it when I have some time later tonight.”

An alarm sounds throughout the room, and I freeze, wondering what the fuck has gone wrong now before I notice Doc looking down at his watch with a frown.

“They need me in at headquarters,” Doc explains.

“Something to do with the hybrid case?” Evander asks.

Doc shakes his head, “No, there was a murder in vamp territory, but it wasn’t a vamp kill, and the circumstances are suspect. They need me to see what I can find.”

Evander nods, “Okay. Let us know if you will be back for dinner.”

Doc’s eyes dart in my direction briefly, before he replies to Van, “I’m going to head out tonight actually, so don’t wait up.”

“Alright, man,” Van replies.

“See you guys tomorrow for the trip to the training academy. Let me know if you find anything interesting though,” Doc says.

“We will,” I reply for everyone. “Don’t work too hard, and remember to eat.”

Doc grins, “Yes, Ma’am.”

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