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Heal Me	By : Firered Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She yelped and dropped it like a bug. She grabbed her gun from under her pillow and ran around her apartment, even knowing she wouldn’t find anything. She finally picked up the note, gingerly, and put it back in the envelope. Then she got a zip-lock bag and put the envelope and carnation in it, sealing it tight and breathing out in relief. Then she put it in a plastic bag, then a paper one with handles.

She threw on some clothes and grabbed her purse and the paper bag and went downstairs and out to the bus station.

Mary Jane stepped off the bus and checked the address again. It didn’t really look like a house/apartment area.

Ten minutes later she was still circling around. The address was here, she was so sure of it. But… She looked incredulously at the sign, “Guilty Pleasures”, unlit as it wasn’t opening for about four hours. She remembered some guys telling her about it being a pretty cool joint, not sleazy or cheap. She’d have tried out except… what was it? Oh, right, it was guys only.

She knocked on the door, in case someone was inside. Silence. She went around back, looking for another door. There was one under lots of black glass. She stared up at it, shivering. It was like there could be someone behind it, watching. She knocked, and a guy opened the door. “Yes?”
“Is Ms. Blake here?”

“Why?”
“I need to talk to her, it’s really important”
He eyed her for a moment. “I’ll go ask her”

A few minutes later, Anita poked her head out. “Oh, hi. I didn’t get a note this morning.”

“I might have a reason for that. Can I come in?”

“Yeah, okay, I guess. You know, I talked to Edward last night, and we both agreed we – well, he - shouldn’t have dragged you in on this in the first place.”

“Hah. Funny, as it happens you’re closing the door but the horses have already run out. Can I come in?”

Mary Jane walked in and set the bag on a table, taking the plastic one out of it, and then the zip lock bag. Anita raised her eyebrows. Mary Jane handed her the zip lock. Anita looked through the clear plastic and swore. “Oh no. Please tell me this is NOT what I think it is.”

“Open it why don’t you, my prints are already all over it”

Anita opened it and took the note out of the envelope. She read it and shivered. “Euw. Call the police, they’ll want to look for tracks in your house and –”

“Uh-UH! I’ve already checked my whole apartment anyhow, and there’s nothing, absolutely nothing.”

“Oh come on, you could have missed something, and I am not going to take that risk! It’s not just about you, you know”

“I didn’t SAY that it WAS, and I don’t think it either.”

“So I’ll call the police now, then. Alright?”

“Fine” an exaggerated heaving sigh.

“Hey, Zerbrowski? Got something for you, trust me you’ll wanna see this, bring Dolph. Yeah, okay see you then” She clicked the phone shut. “C’mon, let’s go downstairs.”

“Hey, am I going get to see some strippers?”

“Some”

Mary Jane tried not to crane her neck to much at the decorating. Blood red and gold, fancy and exotic. There was the equally exotic Micah sitting on a couch talking to the other babe from before and a new one; blonde, blue eyed and gorgeous. They looked up as the women walked in.

“Development in the Creep-ass situation. Check this out” She tossed them the note and carnation.

“I can almost taste your skin” The blonde read and winced. “Well, the ‘almost’ suggests that he didn’t, probably, so, silver lining. Whereas Anita of course, cannot guess whether he did or not.”

“Shut up Jason” Anita tossed at him and grimaced. “God! Creep!”

Jason looked injured. “Moi?”

“No, Mr. Stalker, though you better your watch yourself” Jason grinned cutely.

“Right, Mary Jane, you know Micah and Nathaniel, so I guess there’s no need for introductions!”

“Hey!” Jason objected, “There is a big need for introductions. Mary Jane, I’m Jason and I like your T-shirt”

Anita looked down at her white shirt with Calvin boinking Hobbs on it and grinned. “Yeah, me too.”

Nathaniel studied her shirt with interest. “Where’d you get?”

“Sale at some tiny little shop near the bus station, closed now…” She flopped down on the couch across from the guys, “What now?”

“Don’t get comfortable. We’re meeting Zerbroski and Dolph at you place, I just needed to get my bag.”

“Why do you have more weapons then hands?” Mary Jane asked as Anita holstered her gun in a back holster and a knife in her boot, another gun in a front bellyband holster and one in her bag.

“I just happen to have a crazy, prenatural stalker after me” She stopped and considered. “Okay, what’s new. But this guy’s just creep-y. Just how many weapons are you carrying?” she threw back.

Mary Jane smiled innocently. “Me? Why would I carry a gun?”

Anita snorted. “Um, to be undirect, you work with Edward.”

“And?”

Anita shook her head and, swinging past her she snatched her purse. Mary Jane hung onto it and yanked it back, then held it out. “’Scuse me, muggee instinct. Not uncalled for as you did mug me, but then you do also have two guns on your person.”

“What’s the likelihood I’d find a gun in here?”

“Why don’t you find out” MJ invited and rested a hand on her hip.

“Okay, I will then” Anita opened the handbag and shifted thoroughly through it. She raised her eyebrows. “Okay, wow. How come you’re not packing?”

“I have pepper spray, why on earth would I need a gun?” She gave a delicate shiver, “big, black ugly things”

“Okay, so you want to tell me how you know Edward?”

“We work together”

“You do the same work, then?”

“Uh huh. Look, making you chase around after me really isn’t as fun as I thought it would be, so here; Edward and I are in the very same profession. I’m very good, by the way. Now, UNlike Edward, I don’t carry a gun like a pulse. That’s just it.”

“Oh-kay. I’m ready, let’s go.”

As they passed the guys Nathanial got up to follow them. Anita waved at him, “No, I’m feeling fine, no need.”

“Dr. Lillian said you shouldn’t be driving yet, Anita, come on.”

Mary Jane raised a hand. “Wait, you need a driver? Hell, I’ll drive, I’m a great driver, honest. Come on, let me drive, please?”

Anita raised her eyebrows. “Sorry, but I don’t need a driver, I’m fine, and how about your car?”

“I only have a bike, it’s in the shop, I came by bus, but I do have a driver’s license. Hey, I never get to drive, just this once, even though you don’t need a driver, of course.”

Moments later Mary Jane careened the car out of the parking lot. Anita’s eyes widened as her back hit the seat, ‘oh shit, I’ve put my car in a maniacs hands.’

Mary Jane was happily hurtling down the street at top speed, taking corners on two wheels. “You say you never get to drive?” “Yeah, like Edward, I’ve known him for the longest time but he NEVER let’s me drive his car. Dirty rat” she commented without much heat, and Anita shrugged and tried to picture Edward going through this once as she fasted her seatbelt and held onto the car handle for safety.
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