Proditor : Book 5 of the Heku Series (93 page)

Emily was swept off of her feet, and she
watched down the stairs as someone blurred her into her room. She
looked up as Zohn set her down and turned toward the door, then she
backed up to the window slowly as he turned around and crouched,
his strong arms curved to his sides. His eyes were feral, inhuman,
as he faced her and hissed.

“
Zohn, no…” Emily
whispered, starting to panic.

He gasped suddenly and stood up straight,
“Emily, I’m so sorry.”

Emily sunk down against the wall and sat on
the floor with her knees pulled tightly to her chest, “What’s going
on?”

Zohn spun suddenly toward the door when he
heard someone approach. He instantly appeared in the doorway,
crouched toward the others, “Get back.”

“
It’s ok,” Kyle said,
putting his hands out. “We’re in control.”

“
Get back,” Zohn said
again.

“
Zohn, we’re ok,” Chevalier
said, and Zohn finally stood up.

“
I… I almost attacked her,”
Zohn whispered. “I’m so sorry.”

Chevalier nodded, “It’s ok, I don’t think
she knows… let me talk to her.”

Zohn nodded and stepped away from the door.
Chevalier walked into the room, taking a second to make sure he was
under control before shutting the door and walking towards her. She
was rocking slowly, her head buried in her arms as they clutched
her knees tightly against her chest.

He knelt down beside her and jerked his hand
away when she screamed as he touched her.

“
Em, it’s ok,” he said
softly, and put his hand back on her arm.

She looked up at him, terrified, “What… why?
They just… I couldn’t stop them.”

“
You’re pregnant,”
Chevalier said.

Emily shook her head, “No… no I’m not.”

“
Come here,” Chevalier
said, and pulled her into a strong embrace. He kissed the top of
her head and held her tightly.

Emily’s shaking lessened in his arms and she
whispered, “Mortals attacking me… heku attacking me… no where’s
safe.”

“
You’re safe here. We just
didn’t know… it caught us off guard,” he said softly.

“
I’m not pregnant,” Emily
said again, resting her head on his chest.

“
What do you mean, mortals
attacking you?”

Emily shrugged, “Just my night to get
assaulted I guess.”

Chevalier pulled away from her slightly and
lifted her chin with his hand to talk to her, but frowned, “What’s
on your neck?”

Emily moved away from him and looked into
the mirror, “Sonofabitch! He gave me a hickey.”

“
What’s a hickey?”
Chevalier asked, bending down to see her neck.

“
I shoulda hit him harder,”
Emily growled.

“
That’s it… what happened?”
he asked, getting angry.

Emily leaned back against the wall as she
started to tear up again, “Another case of being out strengthened
by another mortal. I hate them, you know that? I’m seriously
starting to hate them.”

Chevalier’s face darkened, “What
happened?”

“
It’s embarrassing, ok?
Just drop it. I’m not going back to the V.E.S. I’m not going back
to the apartment,” Emily said, mad enough she couldn’t stop the
tears from falling down her cheeks. “Just between you and I? The
ultimatum is off… I can’t live in the mortal world. I can’t do
it.”

“
Em…” he said, his features
softening. “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s not your fault. Was it
Bruce?”

Emily sighed and nodded, “Yes.”

“
Do me a favor, stay in the
room until I get back, ok?” he asked, heading for the
door.

“
Where are you
going?”

“
To burn off some anger.
We’ll deal with the rest when I get back.”

Emily nodded, “I’ll stay here.”

Chevalier left her room and shut the door.
The second he got into the hallway, the rage returned to his
features, and he blurred down the stairs and into the council
chambers. The Council all looked up at him.

Quinn stood up, “What’s wrong?”

Chevalier was so furious, his arms shook,
“I’m going to kill Bruce Isaac.”

“
What happened?” Kyle
asked, standing.

“
Stay out of my room until
I get back,” he said, and disappeared from the room. Seconds later,
the Council heard the McLaren leave the garage.

“
We need to consider damage
control,” Zohn said to the others.

“
He’s more careful than
that. I’m more worried about how we treat the main and second-floor
guards,” Dustin said, irritated.

“
What can we do?” Zohn
asked. “I almost attacked her myself. We need to stress to Emily
that when she’s pregnant, she can’t hide it. She has to let us
know.”

“
If she knew,” Kyle
reminded him.

“
How can she not
know?”

Kyle shrugged, “I’ve never been pregnant now
have I?”

“
Well I would think she
could just… tell.”

“
This is a useless
conversation until we know if she’s even aware of it,” Quinn said.
“For now, let’s get back to the land dispute.”

Emily sat in her room for a couple of hours,
watching out the window over Council City. She was hungry, but too
afraid to ask for food, unsure why the heku were suddenly unable to
control themselves around her. She was starting to feel sick and
hadn’t eaten since they left Clark Coven, so she risked it and
ordered shepherd’s pie.

Twenty minutes later, Emily heard a knock on
the door and called out, “Leave it and go.”

“
Em, it’s me,” Kyle said.
“It’s ok, I’m acclimated.”

She walked over to the door and opened it,
standing aside. When Kyle came in, she shut it behind him. He went
over and put the tray down on the small table in her room and then
turned and smiled.

“
Thanks,” she said softly,
and went over to eat.

“
Is that a hickey?” Kyle
asked, shocked.

“
Apparently it is,” Emily
whispered, and took a bite.

“
Congratulations,” he said,
and, sat down across from her.

“
I really don’t think I’m
pregnant,” she told him, and grabbed the cheese toast.

Kyle grinned, “You are.”

Emily sighed, “Well great…”

“
You do know how that
happens, right?” he asked, amused.

Emily glared up at him, “No, why don’t you
enlighten me.”

“
Hickeys… that’s what does
it,” he chuckled.

Emily sat her fork down, “Bruce did
that.”

“
Damn,” Kyle growled. “Do
mortal men have no control at all?”

“
None… not one single shred
of it.”

“
You’re done with the
V.E.S. then I take it?”

“
He went after Bruce,
didn’t he?”

“
Yes”

She pushed her plate away, “Reinstate my
guards.”

“
You sure?”

“
Yes”

Kyle nodded, “Ok.”

“
I broke his
nose.”

“
Bruce’s?”

Emily laughed slightly, “Yeah.”

Kyle turned toward the door slightly, “Seems
you and I are needed in the farmhouse.”

“
Am I going to get eaten on
the way?” she asked, standing up.

“
No, the way’s clear,” he
said, smiling apologetically. “Let’s go.”

They were in the tunnels to the farmhouse in
a few minutes, and Kyle blurred her through them. They were too
dark to see with the human eye. He made sure the guard in the
farmhouse stayed far away from Emily while she opened the door.

“
Oh, hello officers,” Emily
said, stepping out onto the porch.

Kyle glanced nervously at the guard.

“
Emily Winchester?” one of
them asked.

“
Yes”

The officer grabbed her roughly and pushed
her against the house, “You’re under arrest for assault.”

“
Hey!” Kyle yelled, going
to the door.

“
Stay back, Son,” another
officer said as the first put handcuffs on Emily.

“
It’s ok, Kyle, stay back,”
Emily said, cringing when the officer shut the handcuffs too
tightly.

The guard put his hand on Kyle’s shoulder,
“We’ll get her. Don’t cause troubles.”

As the patrol car took off with Emily in the
back, Kyle turned toward the guard, “What the hell did you call
Emily to the farmhouse for?”

The guard backed up, “The officers asked for
her.”

“
No good can come of that!”
Kyle yelled. “Get to the council chambers… now.”

Kyle stormed into the council chambers and
slammed the door behind him. The guard walked up and stood in front
of the Council as Kyle took his place.

“
Is there a problem?” Quinn
asked, looking down at the guard.

“
Emily was just arrested
for assault,” Kyle hissed.

Zohn frowned, “Wait… two things come to
mind. The first, is who she assaulted… and the second, is how the
police got her.”

“
She assaulted Bruce Isaac
after he attacked her. Mike here called us to the farmhouse, and
the police were waiting.”

“
You called Emily when the
police were looking for her?” Quinn asked, shocked.

“
Yes, Sir,” the guard said.
“I thought it was inappropriate to question them on what they
wanted with the Lady.”

“
We can’t teach common
sense,” Zohn sighed. “It seems to me that to protect a member of
the Council from the mortal police would come
naturally.”

Kyle slammed his fists down, “Had you at
least told me the police were asking for her, I would have been
able to intervene.”

“
I’m sorry,” the guard
said. “I will remember that in the future.”

The Council cringed when they heard the
McLaren drive into the garage several hours later.

“
I’m not telling him,” Zohn
said.

Quinn sighed, “Neither am I.”

“
I know exactly who should
tell him,” Kyle said, and looked up when Chevalier came in,
obviously feeling better.

“
Tell me what?” he asked,
glancing at the guard in the trial area before taking his
seat.

“
Did you kill him?” Zohn
asked.

Chevalier nodded, “Yes, I did… the second he
got back to his house. What is it no one wants to tell me?”

Quinn looked down at the guard, “Tell
him.”

The guard glanced up at the Elder and
sighed, “Lady Emily’s been arrested for assault.”

“
I wondered what that
Sonofabitch was doing at the police department,” Chevalier growled.
“Did she turn herself in then?”

“
Keep talking, Son,” Zohn
said to the guard, and Chevalier turned his attention back to
him.

“
I was on duty in the
farmhouse… the police came looking for her, so I called into the
palace for her and the Chief Enforcer,” the guard said, watching
the ground.

“
Did you tell Kyle that the
police were looking for her?” Chevalier asked, his eyes
narrowing.

“
No, Sir. I didn’t think it
was my place to interfere.”

“
So you led my pregnant
wife into the hands of the police?” he hissed.

“
I didn’t know they wanted
to arrest her. They said they wanted to talk.”

“
Kyle, get Emily out of
jail… you and I, Boy, need to have a one-on-one.”

Kyle hurdled the desk and blurred down to
his Ferrari. He drove to the police station and parked next to a
line of patrol cars. The police watched, shocked, as the massive
man got out of the expensive car and walked into the station.

“
Can I help you?” the woman
at the front desk asked.

“
I’m here to bail out Emily
Winchester,” Kyle said, pulling his wallet from his
pocket.

The woman thumbed through a notebook and
then nodded, “Sure, but she’s in interrogation right now.”

“
Interrogation? For what?”
Kyle asked.

“
Sir, that’s none of your
concern. Wait in the waiting room and I’ll let you know when she
comes out.”

Kyle sighed, “I’ll get the lawyer. Stop the
interrogation until he gets here.”

While the receptionist called into the
interrogation room to stop the questioning, Kyle called the Equites
lawyers and had them en route within minutes.

“
Come on, Winchester,” the
gruff deputy yelled. “Your lawyer is here and the detectives want
to talk to you.”

Emily stood up and slipped her hands through
the bars so the deputy could put cuffs on her before opening the
cell door. She followed him to an interrogation room and sat down,
glancing at the one-way mirror.

A younger man came in wearing a black Armani
suit with perfectly trimmed nails and soft hands, “Nice to meet
you, Ms. Winchester. I’m Sean, and I represent your husband’s
company.”

Emily nodded, “Nice to meet you, too.”

Two detectives came in and sat down across
from Sean and Emily.

“
I’m Detective Tooney and
this is my partner Detective Crowther. We have a few questions for
you about the assault on Bruce Isaac.”

“
Ok,” Emily said, glancing
at Sean.

“
He claimed you punched him
after he fired you from the V.E.S.,” Detective Crowther
said.