“Pretty sure she wouldn’t have got back in if she had been.” Carmen points out factually, raising a brow with a somehow know it all expression, and I still hold my breath until I hear the driver door open, and Meds yells out.
“Are you two coming or what? We ain’t got all day,
Chicas. Move, move!”
The Journey Begins
I exhale and almost cry with relief and turn to pull my hands from Carmen, who no longer has reason to hold me back.
“Are you coming?” I ask her warily, legs shaking from adrenalin, and weakening with relief as she nods. Gesturing back to a hold all on the steps, she must have zoomed together before hyper speeding down here. She goes and retrieves it, and we head for the passenger door of the truck, her climbing in first with me last, to sit on the double seat side by side.
“Glad you could make it.” Meadow smirks, knowing full well she almost gave me a heart attack minutes ago. No remorse whatsoever in her tone or her amused expression.
“Sometimes I really don’t like you!” I point out, hand over my chest to calm my heartrate, glaring at her scornfully and she laughs
“Ahhh but hermana, you love me more than life.”
“So where are we going?” Carmen cuts in, impatient already and I can feel the anxiety swarming from her in getting to go already. There’s a smog of impatient in her manner and a restlessness that seems a little unnatural. I can’t imagine what she feels today but it’s coming across in subtle hostile tension.
“New Mexico,
Chica. Sierra is going to call us when we are almost there to pinpoint where exactly. Right now, we have a rough town to aim for, but Sierra is going to keep using a locator spell to get us right to her when we arrive.” Meadow pulls out her cell and shakes it for Carmen, to somehow prove that Sierra knows how to use such things before sliding it back into her pocket.
We packed our bags last night and stowed them in the truck, so we really have nothing to wait around for. Sun is coming up, the homestead will start to wake soon, and we need to move before that happens. Least amount of hold ups and we can focus on what’s to come.
I told Sierra not to see us off, or else I wouldn’t go. I’m worried about her being alone to cope as Luna in my absence. No support, not even the subpack here to help and advise her and I know that seeing her looking so lost would have swayed me. I’m hoping it’s an uneventful two or three days for her, or however long we are gone, and that the fog sitting around the perimeter keeps the pack in their homes and out of her hair. There’s nothing else for them to do until we know more and whether we can do something.
They have enough fresh supplies for the month, and we still have our animals, our dried stores and ability to produce some of our vegetables in the homestead greenhouses we set up months ago. We can stay put, stay safe without needing to leave the grounds for four weeks, providing nothing else happens. It’s the best thing for them all to do.
I’m startled back out of my thoughts by the truck starting up again and I spot Tom getting out of the way, his accompanying two wolves who are going on perimeter patrol this morning showing up beside him. I can see the question in their eyes as they spot who is in here. I hold my breath, paused in alarm because I know that the mind link gossip will start doing the rounds sooner than later.
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