run…hide…do anything but wait.
He had written Meg…smuggling the letter out by concealing it in the weekly mail pouch that was flown to Inverness. Instinctively, he knew that was the only way his letter would ever reach his sister. How long ago was that? He didn’t remember…there was much he couldn’t remember anymore. Surely Meg had told Charlie and she was on her way to rescue him by now? But what could she do against the forces of darkness? And maybe it didn’t really matter…maybe it was already way too late and she would only be putting herself in danger. Something he, quite selfishly, hadn’t considered. He cursed himself, bitterly, for a fool.
CHAPTER ONE
“CIA, NAFTA, NASA, FBI,” Meg said as she wriggled around in her seat, trying to get comfortable.
Please sit still for at least a minute. And what’s with the acronyms?” Charlie asked with more than a trace of annoyance.
“I’m throwing stuff at you to see if you blink!”
“I’m not blinking. I’m not even smiling. You’ve been at this since we boarded the plane.”
“Actually, you’re frowning. Not a good look for you as I may have told you more than once. I want to know just who you are…or were…working for that made it possible for me to get a passport overnight.”
““You never give up do you? All right have it your own way. I worked for ATSYU. Okay? Enough?”
“Which is what exactly?” Meg asked, pulling a box of cookies from her purse.
“You figure it out. I’m going to get some sleep. I suggest you do the same if you want to be your usual insufferable perky self in the morning when we arrive in Glasgow.”
Tucking the small airline pillow under her cheek, Charlie leaned against the window and smiled wryly, as Meg whispered, “ATSYU? You made that up didn’t you?”
“Zip it, Meg, I’m begging you!” Charlie replied, hiding her smile that widened to a grin. ATSYU was her acronym for Anything To Shut You Up.
“I will…but only cause I want to!” Meg returned with a loud sniff, as she stuffed a chocolate chip cookie in her mouth.
Only a moment later, she tugged on the corner of Charlie’s pillow. “Just how do you suppose our globe trotting brother ended up in some tiny village whose name he didn’t know and in love with a vampire?”
Charlie moaned.
“You should have remembered to bring your laptop. We could use it once we land to research the place,” Meg added.
“Which can’t happen without a name. I did check on the ‘white stag’ thing and it seems, according to legend, he is a guide to the Otherworld. Whatever that means. Now…for the last time…let me get some sleep or I will personally shove that entire box of cookies in your mouth…sideways!”
“Want one?” Meg asked, nibbling around the edge of her fifth.
“Meg…I am about to give you a warning growl that should be very familiar to you by now. Do I need to say more?”
Meg was quiet for a moment and then said, “Nope. But aren’t you super excited about all this…and worried…and scared?”
Charlie groaned and pressed her head deeper into the pillow, wishing, fervently, that she another one to either cover her other ear or stuff it in Meg’s mouth.
Meg ate another cookie, while she considered her options. Charlie was beginning to get really pissed at her, and she probably couldn’t blame her, but what was she supposed to do, when she was so keyed up she could barely sit still? Well…maybe she could try to sleep. Wriggling from side to side she settled deep in her seat, closed her eyes, and let her mind drift. It didn’t drift far before she fell asleep…mouth ajar…and snoring loudly.
Charlie groaned again and looked at her sleeping sister with a mix of exasperation and irritation, but most of all…love. Meg had no idea of all the possibilities that lay ahead…some could be far worse than she had ever imagined. She had hoped to talk Meg out of coming with her. Now she had two people she dearly loved who