Page 21 of Dark Visions

“Dreams, Visions, and Futures Told: Our Gifts from the Fae” by Dr. Caroline Brennan

“Read the book together, and I think you’ll find some tips in there that may help the two of you tap into more than just the bad visions. It’s something your mother should have taught you, but it sounds like no one taught her.”

“I seriously doubt it. My grandmother died when my mother was a little girl, so she probably didn’t have the time. Mom was an orphan, adopted by a family here in the U.S., and never returned to Ireland, that I’m aware of. She did leave me a house there, but I’ve never been.”

“Oh! You must go back! You must!”

“Once we figure all this out, it will definitely be on my list of things to do.” Aislinn smiled at the older woman, and they agreed on a good time to visit the next day.

Kane opened the door and then turned, taking Angela’s hand. The same warmth he felt with Aislinn filled his arm all the way to his chest. He let out a sigh of relief, and Angela winked at him.

“It’s a good skill to know, isn’t it, lad?” she giggled. The little white-haired woman giggled, and for just a moment, Kane blinked away the vision of Angela Brennan with wings flitting around a garden.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Kane and Aislinn sat on the floor of his loft, empty pizza boxes littering the coffee table. They flipped through the book that Angela had provided them. The shrill of the doorbell made Aislinn jump in surprise, and Kane smiled at her.

“Yea,” he said into the system on his phone.

“It’s me, asshole!” said the deep voice.

Kane grinned and pushed a button. Aislinn looked nervous and moved to sit on the sofa, her legs carefully tucked beneath her.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s my friendAdam Thorn.”

“The doctor? He’s real?” Kane chuckled.

“Yes, he’s definitely real. I asked him to come by and make sure you were okay. No medical reasons for the headaches.”

She nodded and watched as he moved the pizza boxes to the countertops in the kitchen. When the elevator door opened, a tall, lean man stepped out. His coal black hair cut close to his head, strands of silver filtered throughout. His face was lean with hard angles, blue eyes gazing into the room, his nose long and narrow, leading to a strong mouth.

“Hey ass… oh, hello,” he said, averting his gaze to Aislinn.

“Hello,” she said tentatively.

He walked around Kane and held out a hand. Aislinn looked at the hand as if it were poison and then looked pleadingly at Kane.

“Brother, she probably shouldn’t do that right now.”

“No worries. I catch all kinds of stuff at the hospital, but I wash my hands every time.” He continued to hold out his hand, but Aislinn moved further into the cushions of the sofa.

“Adam, later, brother. I’ll explain everything.” Adam nodded, unsure if he liked Aislinn at that moment. Kane was his best friend, and he knew better than anyone did what he’d been through to survive.

“I’m sorry. I’m just…” Aislinn struggled for the words, tears filling her eyes, and Adam’s heart melted just a bit. She was frightened, and that pissed him off as a soldier, but there was something about her that made his skills as a doctor go on high alert.

“Adam, Aislinn has dreams. Dreams that are true.” He waited for his friend’s mind to catch up.

“You mean visions? Like you dream something, and it happens?” Aislinn nodded. “I see. And these visions, have you had one recently?” She nodded again. “What happens afterwards?”

“Debilitating headaches. I’m laid up for at least twenty-four hours, but sometimes longer. They occur usually within twenty-four to forty-eight hours after I touch someone or they touch me. I try to avoid touch,” she said with a blush.

“I see,” he said, grinning at her. He sat on the sofa near Aislinn but far enough away not to frighten her. “You wouldn’t happen to have your medical records with you?”

“No, sorry, I didn’t even think about that. I’ve had every test known to man done, though. No one has ever been able to find anything physically wrong.”

“I’m sure they haven’t, but my guess is you have a fracture.”

“A fracture? As in a broken bone?”

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