“Goddess.” Colan breathed. “I asked her before what she was. I left out the one she is.”
Clair felt a rush of wind at the spoken words. Her eyes opened as she sat straight up. Her husband Sergei stirred near her. She absently rubbed his shoulder and back. She looked down and his ice blue eyes were glazed over. Then they were stark and with her.
"Did you expect that to happen?" He asked Clair in a sleep hazed voice.
Clair shook her head. "No these two are progressing much faster than anyone anticipated." She admitted as she settled back in next to her husband snuggling into him.
They kept odd hours due to the planes they could travel. They slept when they could and worked when they could. Luckily they both had careers that let them set their own schedules. After the Virgin Launch project Sergei left corporate life and went into teaching. His patent would take care of them as long as money was a valued resource. She didn't play as much anymore because the power in the music was hard to control. She still struggled in controlling the effects. She had known the price she would pay would be high. She just had no idea how much would be taken from her as she tried to become what she needed to be. Or how much would be given, she thought as she pressed a closed mouth kiss to her husband's collarbone.
So much had changed since that day that Max had come to see them for the first time. Clair pursed her lips thinking about him. Had she known then what she knew now. She pushed the thought aside. If she thought about the rascal too hard Sergei would get into a fighting mood again. She was still not sure if they could trust Dalen anymore than they could trust Max. The redhead had an odd way about him. But she was worried about what she saw could befall her first couple. If he was willing to babysit she was not going to argue. They might need some extra muscle after everything hit the fan. Which she had guessed would be happening very soon.
"When?" Sergei asked in a distracted fashion as he pulled Clair closer to him.
"Soon like in a day or so." Clair responded evenly.
"Can she handle it?' He stressed the last.
She thought about it. He wasn't talking about the mess they were in because of Colan. He was talking about the invocation Colan was about to unwittingly commit. It was an odd thing invocation. If one person declared someone a goddess it didn't do much beyond a blip of power. However the power of individuals has never been equal. Colan was not a normal man. He made movies. So while an invocation from a single man would not stir much, the invocation of a man that influenced so many manifest itself in power fitting the scope of influence. His vision influenced millions of people. He will soon unwittingly send Fiona into a magical wellspring.
Clair traced all the major events in Fiona's life. Her first experience with her latent abilities. Her father's death. Meeting Cody. She also saw the scars from her first loves before Colan. The ones that had hurt her. She watched what she did with her power. Fiona was damaged, but ultimately kind even when it wasn't deserved. She was her first choice for a reason. Max's opinion of her be damned. They did have a difficult road. That she did admit to. But having faith meant having faith. If she was going to do this right, faith was going to have to bear the heavy load, especially in these early days.
She shivered in her husband's arms. He tightened them and kissed her lightly on the forehead. He could feel what she was thinking about. The echos of the horrors to come. The weight of her deal with The Council to save some.
"We'll get through love." He whispered. "You're going to make it right I know it."
Clair felt a rush of wind at the spoken words. Her eyes opened as she sat straight up. Her husband Sergei stirred near her. She absently rubbed his shoulder and back. She looked down and his ice blue eyes were glazed over. Then they were stark and with her.
"Did you expect that to happen?" He asked Clair in a sleep hazed voice.
Clair shook her head. "No these two are progressing much faster than anyone anticipated." She admitted as she settled back in next to her husband snuggling into him.
They kept odd hours due to the planes they could travel. They slept when they could and worked when they could. Luckily they both had careers that let them set their own schedules. After the Virgin Launch project Sergei left corporate life and went into teaching. His patent would take care of them as long as money was a valued resource. She didn't play as much anymore because the power in the music was hard to control. She still struggled in controlling the effects. She had known the price she would pay would be high. She just had no idea how much would be taken from her as she tried to become what she needed to be. Or how much would be given, she thought as she pressed a closed mouth kiss to her husband's collarbone.
So much had changed since that day that Max had come to see them for the first time. Clair pursed her lips thinking about him. Had she known then what she knew now. She pushed the thought aside. If she thought about the rascal too hard Sergei would get into a fighting mood again. She was still not sure if they could trust Dalen anymore than they could trust Max. The redhead had an odd way about him. But she was worried about what she saw could befall her first couple. If he was willing to babysit she was not going to argue. They might need some extra muscle after everything hit the fan. Which she had guessed would be happening very soon.
"When?" Sergei asked in a distracted fashion as he pulled Clair closer to him.
"Soon like in a day or so." Clair responded evenly.
"Can she handle it?' He stressed the last.
She thought about it. He wasn't talking about the mess they were in because of Colan. He was talking about the invocation Colan was about to unwittingly commit. It was an odd thing invocation. If one person declared someone a goddess it didn't do much beyond a blip of power. However the power of individuals has never been equal. Colan was not a normal man. He made movies. So while an invocation from a single man would not stir much, the invocation of a man that influenced so many manifest itself in power fitting the scope of influence. His vision influenced millions of people. He will soon unwittingly send Fiona into a magical wellspring.
Clair traced all the major events in Fiona's life. Her first experience with her latent abilities. Her father's death. Meeting Cody. She also saw the scars from her first loves before Colan. The ones that had hurt her. She watched what she did with her power. Fiona was damaged, but ultimately kind even when it wasn't deserved. She was her first choice for a reason. Max's opinion of her be damned. They did have a difficult road. That she did admit to. But having faith meant having faith. If she was going to do this right, faith was going to have to bear the heavy load, especially in these early days.
She shivered in her husband's arms. He tightened them and kissed her lightly on the forehead. He could feel what she was thinking about. The echos of the horrors to come. The weight of her deal with The Council to save some.
"We'll get through love." He whispered. "You're going to make it right I know it."
* * *
Find Clair and Sergei's story in So a Psychic and a Rocket Scientist Walk into a Bar.
Then continue the tale with Fiona and Colan in Shuttered Vision.
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