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Heal Me	By : Firered Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hi, minna, I'm back! This story's back, revived from the dead - yeah, it's a vampire story, har, har, funny as hell... please reveiw, anyways. Tell me what you think, help me out you know?

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A little dramatic, but totally sincere.

Mary Jane wandered out of her room and down the hallway. She sniffed. Again. Following her nose she found the kitchen. The longhaired hottie – right, Nathanial, was chopping something at the counter.

“Smells good”

He glanced up. “Thanks. You staying for dinner”

“Apparently I’m staying for awhile. What are you making?”

“I wanted to try the traditional American dinner – steak, mashed potatoes and peas.”

“Smells good.”

He blushed.

“Do you put mayonnaise in the potatoes?” she asked, leaning against the table.

“No, I hate mayonnaise”

“Me too!” she smiled, pleased. “It’s so… gross. Just gross”

“I know, I almost throw up if I accidentally taste it”

“Totally” she agreed heartfelt and they grinned matching grins. He was so sweet, his smile so familiar, the feeling of recognition so strong –
They jumped when Jason bounded in.

“Hey, Nathe, what’s cooking? Oh, my gorgeous Mary Jane, how are you this beautiful evening?”

She snorted a laugh at him. “Fine, just fine. Nathe’s cooking the American Dinner”

Jason gasped. “Nathanial! Where’d you manage to find enough spotted toads for everyone?”

“Har har” Nathe and Mare chorused.

“Hey when’s dinner going to be, I’m HUNGRY”, from a tall guy with green and blue hair, skipping in with a tall cute blonde woman who swatted him on the head. “Quit whining. That smells sinful Nathe.” She cocked her head at Mare. “Hello. Who are you?”

“Mary Jane, and don’t worry, I’ve stopped killing people who call me that. But still, I brutally maim them, so Mare is fine”

“I’m Cherry, and this moron’s Zane” this ensued a swat on the head and a puppy look – no guesses on who did what. They were so sweet, and Mare smiled at them.

Then a cute, teen-looking guy strolled in. He went straight for the stove and tried to peek in, before Nathaniel slapped his hand. Caleb half-growled at him and then spotted MJ. She finger waved, “I’m Mare”

“Caleb” he said, his eyes traveling up her body to her face, assessing her every… asset. She felt her lip curl a little, and dropped her gaze to his feet to do the same, traveling predatorily over his bare, tanned legs, over short, black boxers, up a NICE chest, to a young, smirky face. He looked two days over eighteen. She made it up to his eyes and returned the smirk.

Cherry, Zane, Nat, and Jason had been watching this in silence. They all burst out laughing.

“Okay, okay, cat-staring is over, Vivian’s eating with Stephen, Merle and Noah are with Micah over at Harry’s, so we’re just waiting for Gwen…”

Naturally, at that moment a woman walked in. She was the most beautiful woman Mare’d ever seen, even though her beauty had a kind of… haunted look, in that way that doesn’t affect beauty but enhances it.

“Hi guys, sorry I’m late”

“It’s okay Gwen, you’re two seconds after the rest of us” Cherry smiled at her gently.

Nathe flashed a smile at her too, and waved his hands at everybody to sit down. Mare found herself sitting between Caleb and Nathe.

“Whoa, whoa, you two will set off smoke and I don’t want my food smelling bad, I’ll just have to save the day” Jason neatly body-checked Caleb and slid into the seat at her right. Caleb scowled, mostly for pride, and sat down next to Cherry.. Mare stifled a laugh and shook her head at Jason. He gave her innocent ‘what?’ smile. She rolled her eyes at him and turned to smile at Nathe, who smiled shyly back.

“So what, do we say grace?” Mare asked, eyebrows raised.

“Uh, yeah, I’ll take care of that” Jason replied, and ignoring the incredulous looks of everyone, he put his hands together and closed his eyes.

“Rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the grub, yea god” he opened his eyes to everyone’s snicker-suppressing faces. “Dig in”

Zane snickered. “Very nice. We’ll have to make it a tradition”

Thirty minutes later Mare was trying to laugh around her potatoes without choking. Jason, unsurprisingly, turned out to be the ‘class-clown’ of the bunch and was setting the whole table up in laughter, or at least, in Caleb’s case, small smiles and almost-snickers.

Jason was busy stuffing his mouth – no doubt in preparation for another chewed-up-food display – so she turned to Nathe.

“Hey” he smiled, mouth politely empty.

“It’s yummy” she said, nodding toward her plate, and he grinned.

“You don’t talk much do you”

He smiled again, “What makes you say that?”

She grinned cheekily. “A sentence. Should I be proud?”

“If you want. What’s with the potatoes?”

“I love potatoes”

“And only potatoes? You should eat some steak, you need balance”

She rolled her eyes. “’Thanks mom, says the growing girl’” he laughed, and it was an incredibly sweet sound. “Anyhow, I’m a vegetarian”

“Oh. You should have told me, I could’ve made something more veggie-ish” he said, concerned.

“Oh, no, it’s alright, like I said, I adore potatoes”

“Actually, you said you loved potatoes” he smiled impishly, and she elbowed him. “You’re a real pain in the ass you know”

He grinned cheekily, “Proud of it” she gave him a small head-shove.

Jason watched them out of one eye, the smiles, the grins, the elbows, the affectionate head swat. It was interesting. They were like… almost like –

“Um, Jason, could you pass the sauce?” Gwen’s quiet voice asked, and he gave her a smile and passed it to her. One of these days, they all hoped, she’d smile back…

Mare found herself smiling as she headed back to her room. Dinner had been fun. Weird, kind of, but nice. She was remembering the way Cherry fed Zane and he bit her fingers, so she –

She turned the corner and was knocked on her ass.

“Hey!” She picked herself up – and here was the most beautiful guy on earth. He had the most frosty ice blue eyes, though actually, she could only se one eye, his long golden hair was covering half his face – and who cares! Jeez, the jerk just knocked her onto her butt, “What’s your problem?”

The god-like gorgeous babe, eyed her silently. “And who are you?”

“None of your beeswax! Who are YOU?”

“None of your ‘beeswax’” he said coldly.

“Whatever asshole, just watch where you walk. Maybe you wouldn’t knock people over if you weren’t pretending to be an Irish sheepdog” she retorted.

Asher so did not have time for this irritating woman. He just wanted to get away, away from Jean Claude and Anita – he tore his mind away. Focusing a glare on the woman in front of him, he smiled cruelly. Sheepdog?

“Is that better now?” he asked, his hair swept away from his face.

Mare didn’t gasp. It wasn’t the kind of thing she did. She stared right back at his half scarred face. “Much” she brushed past him, and felt his glare burning her shoulder blades.

Asher stared for a moment, shocked at her response – or lack thereof. But he couldn’t wait to get out., so he turned resumed his way to the door.
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