155 A Freeloader

When I walk back into the house, I come to a stumbling stop at the sight of my living room. Enzo was chilling on the couch with every bag of chips I currently own, open and empty or half-empty! My mouth hangs open as I slowly walk into the house with a look of disbelief. He looks like a freaking hobo... it's only been a few hours since we left! 

Kian steps in behind me and shakes his head before walking straight to the kitchen. Enzo does a little wave as he says "I could get used to this. How'd your little witchy dinner go?" I feel my eye twitching as I shut the door and walk away without a word. 

When I walk into the kitchen, I see Kian throwing away an empty ice cream carton and a few cans of soda. I feel my blood pressure rise as my anger threatens to burst out in a violent episode but I keep it all bottled up. 

Kian and I were going to get a room tonight but after the Druids, we decided against it and now I'm really regretting it. I grab water and head to my workroom with irritation. As I pass by Enzo, I glare at him but he only returns it with a knowing grin. Ass...

As soon as I enter the room, I head straight to my books. These books belonged to my mother and her mother before her's and so on. These books are handed down from generation to generation in order to help the newer generations. 

My mother's grimoire was my best friend growing up but I never really paid attention to things that were already extinct. I'm starting to regret it... I open the book and push my will into it. The pages fly open and start flipping until it stops on the pages with information on Druids.

My eyes quickly scan the words written in old Latin but it was as I remembered. The Druids at one point had hunted and killed nearly every witch. They were dangerous and deadly... so why were they with the witches tonight? 

I bite the inside of my lips as my mind churns with ideas and theories but something keeps sticking out to me. Let's just say the Witches felt threatened by me and the things I've done lately... They know they have no way of getting rid of me by themselves especially with the head Vampire in New Orleans standing by my side. 

Hell, even though Xander is an ass... I don't think he would do anything to outright hurt me either so they're left with no other options. It's a crazy long shot but... what if they struck up some kind of twisted deal with the Druids? 

No, that doesn't make sense either... why would the Druids willing work with the very things they hunted down and killed? I run a hand down my face in frustration but when I look up, I find Enzo watching me with amusement. I didn't even notice him walk in...

His smirk quickly fades as Kian walks into the room and says "Should we get a shock collar for him?" This time I smirk as I picture the big bad Enzo walking around with a shock collar on. Enzo leans against the wall with his arms crossed across his chest as he says "Why me? You're the one that's always following her around like a lost puppy."

The air in the room starts to grow tense as Kian smirks and says "Yes, this 'lost puppy' who sleeps in her bed with her in my arms every night." I snap the book closed as I say "Okay, as much as I enjoy watching you two fight like little kids, I need space to think. If you've forgotten, the multi demon freak is still running around on the loose, and now we have the Druids claiming to be my loyal followers. I think the Witches are up to something and Ambrose has some kind of weird portal opening up in his club. Oh, and let's not forget the Dark Prince who's currently living on my couch as I try to figure out how to serve him magical divorce papers."

Kian looks slightly amused as Enzo gives me a look of disapproval and says "It doesn't work that way. You and I are married and it's going to stay that way, my dear." As soon as I open my mouth to say something, Kian suddenly says "Wait... what did you call it?" 

Confused, I turn to him with a frown and ask "Call what?" Kian steps closer and says "What did you call Ambrose's wall?" I blink in confusion and think back to what I said before saying "Some kind of portal... Why?" He grabs both sides of my face and says "That's it! It's a portal!" 

I grab his hands with a frown as I ask "Are you sure? What makes you think that?" Kian kisses the tip of my nose as he says "It's not uncommon for magic users to create portals or what we call gates to other places like that. It was done a very long time but it's very possible for someone to use that method."

My frown only grows as I say "Gates? Portals... Does that mean someone from another world is trying to come to this world??" Kian nods his head and says "It's very possible." I open my mouth and then quickly close it as my mind begins to race. 

This could be a bad thing... right? I mean, it could be a good thing but if I'm going off the last couple of months of my life, I would say that it's a bad thing. A very bad thing... Enzo chuckles and says "I wonder if someone's been busy in my absence." 

I slowly turn to him and ask "Do you know where that multi demon freak is?" He slightly puckers his lips as he silently watches me. Trying to decide what to say before saying "No. But, I can make the demon come to me." 

My eyes light up as I turn to fully face him and ask "When can you do it and what do you need?" Enzo's eyes slightly light up as he says "I can do it whenever you want but I need something from you." I roll my eyes and say "I'm not setting you free..." 

He gives me a dark smile as he says "Oh, not that my dear. I just need your blood." Kian's growl can be heard as he quickly steps up and says "Bullshit! Don't think I don't know what you're up to!" Enzo watches Kian with an unbothered look on his face as he says "You have no idea what I'm up to. I need her blood in order to drag him to me. I'm currently not strong enough, remember?"

I weigh my options back and forth before agreeing. "Fine. But I need to do a few things before we do this. Once we drag it here, I don't want it to escape." Kian doesn't look happy about it but Enzo's smile only grows as he says "Smart and pretty."