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Se lever foncĂŠ d'anges	By : FairyGothQueen Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/BtVS Views: 4259 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I snatched my phone from Asher like it was a lifeline. No time for golden sex gods right now.

“Blake here.” I clipped out.

“Anita, Its Ted. Just got your message.” Edwards voice oozed jo cou country good ole boy charm.

Undercover Edward calling me back, golly gee, that message must have gotten his attention. I could hear a steady hum and throbbing music in the background. Edward in a dance club, I would almost pay cash money to see that. Scratch that. I would pay cash money to see what he was wearing. Perverse of me, but Death in club kid gear was worth a bit of notice.

“ Hi, Edward. I had two lost little girls come into my office today and use your name in vain”

“Well Anita, I know lots of things that might help you out with that research project, do you have anymore details?”

“Of course I do. Are you on a pay phone in a club, Edward?”

“Matter of fact I am, mam’. Did you say you had additional information that may help me pin point what you were looking for?

Loud female laughter was coming through the phone line somewhere close to Edward. I bet she’s laughing at Death in drag too.

“Sure do. A man by the name of Ripper sent them to me and told them to use your name and tell me that you pretty much owed him a favor and that I would take care of them. “

I waited impatiently. No sound came from the line, just dead air. No breathing sounds. Nothing.

“Edward?” I asked hopefully. I pulled the phone away from my ear to check the front panel LCD to see if the call had somehow dropped or he had hung up. The line was still open.

“Edward?” I repeated.

I heard clicking and then silence again. Then another set of clicks.

My call waiting beeped in my ear, half scaring me. As I started to lift the phone away from my ear I suddenly heard Edwards voice and the noise level return.

“Anita, well I am right sorry about not having that answer, but it does sound like you have another call, so I will let you go so you can answer it. If Ted Forester can help you out again, little lady, you just give me a call.”

“Um, yeah. Bye.”

Little lady? Ha Ha. Very funny. I clicked the flash function on the cell and glanced at the number, it was blocked. I answered anyways. I could only be Edward.

“Blake here”

“Repeat the name again Anita. I need to be sure that I heard you correctly.”

“The guys name was Ripper, Edward. Did I just interrupt something vital?”

“Nothing that I can’t return the retainer for and walk away from.” He answered nonchalantly. “ I was pretty sure you said Ripper, though, and that is not information I would like to have talked about over an public phone line or in a public place.”

“So who was this guy and why would he send me two Slayers??”

“Was, Anita? Damn.” He sounded pissed. “Are the girls safe? Were they followed? Was anyone else with them?

“They came with some Wesley Watcher guy, he seems to be pretty beat up and no, on the followed status. As for safe,”

I paused and could feel the blush creeping from my chest to my face, yup, going to have an attaf mof morals about this.

“ I have them with me at the Circus of the Damned in their own room and everyone seems to be fine. Faith claims that Wesley cast some type of spell and no one is very clear on just what it was and Wesley is not in a position to divulge it”

I know he heard my voice quiver just a little. I was not going to think about all of those naked bodies in the other room. No need to tell Edward about this evening. Ever. Let him think whatever he wants, but this subject was going to be on the no talk about list nallnally.

“I’ll be there in 48 hours or less. I can’t walk away from my current job at the moment without causing a few unwanted problems. Don’t let the girls out of your sight and do not let them call anyone. Especially the Watcher.” Edward insisted.

“If it requires locking them up or chaining them up, do it. I can’t explain Ripper to you right now or why you need to do this, but I can tell you that those girls are weapons unto themselves and they are born to kill vamp. Th. They are Slayers in every sense of the word.” Edwards voice was edging toward the empty Death voice he used when he gets really creepy. I wonder if I sound like that when I go to the empty place that I slip into when I know I might have to kill someone. Nifty. Wait a minute; did he just say born vampire killers?

“The Watcher is a trainer amongst other things for these girls. If he realizes he is in a place filled with vampires. He may not take it so well.”

“Great! I have them in a nest of vampires and they are vampire killers. There is more to this story Edward and I want all of it now. You know how much I love being kept in the dark, Edward.”

“Yeah, fun isn’t it. Guard them Anita and keep them alive until I can get there and sort this out.”

“You’re going to owe me big for this.”

“How about a Walther P22?”

“We’ll talk about it when you get here.”

“ See you in 48 hours, Anita.”

The line went dead. Damn I hate being left in the dark about things. This whole cloak and dagger shit was pissing me off.

I had one sexy Adonis on the bed staring at me, the master of the city in the other room glutting himself in addition to being a voyeur, and two vampire killers in the Circus.

Priorities, priorities.

~*~

The road stretched on forever, seeming to merge with the distant night sky. Flat road as far as the eyes could see with just theringring drone of the Harley vibrating a ragged tune between his thighs. The ghost rider cloaked in moonlight shadows, traveling as if Hell was snarlinghis his heels. And maybe it still was.

Leaning slightly forward to read a barley legible sign in the murk of night:
You are now leaving Death Valley National Park.
Welcome to Nevada.

“Well now”, the rider murmured to himself. “Psalm 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.” He snorted. “ More like I am the bloody evil and I sure as hell would never walk through that shit.”

Smiling to himself he journeyed on.
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