“About time you woke up,”
Norris said, pulling Daniel into a bear hug.
After hugging his brother
back just as hard Daniel grumbled, “If someone who shall remain nameless had
let me know you were here, I’d have been up much earlier.”
Stepping apart the brothers
looked at each other.
“You’ve changed,” Daniel
said after a few moments. “You’re…harder, more dangerous feeling.”
“Living rough will do that.
You on the other hand, under that hippie look, seem more adult than the last
time I saw you. There’s knowledge in your eyes that wasn’t there before.”
“Knowledge?”
“Maybe not the right word,
but your eyes say you’ve seen it all, maybe too much, and have learned how to
deal with whatever happens by thinking rather than just jumping pell-mell into
the fray.”
“Okay, you’ve been talking
with Jared about me haven’t you? He said the same thing just a day ago.”
“About thinking first?”
Daniel chuckled. “No, about
the jumping in.”
Norris looked over to where
Jared was standing, raising an eyebrow. “He still does that?”
“On occasion, but he’s
gotten a lot better about thinking first than he was when we started working
together.”
“You two work together too?
Doing what?” Norris sat back down at the table, looking at them.
“We’re enforcers for the
Council of the Supernaturals,” Jared replied as he joined him while Daniel
began fixing himself something to eat.
“Really?” Norris smiled
slightly. “How interesting. I was going to check in with the Council while I
was here. Now maybe I’ll just by-pass that and tell you instead.”
Daniel turned to look at
him. “Tell us what? Are you in some sort of trouble?”
“Not at all, so don’t worry
that pretty little head of yours.” Norris ducked back when his brother took a
swipe at him before continuing. “Actually I was going to petition the Council
for some help with a small problem.”
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