Daydreamer Meaning (Book 3 in the daydreamer trilogy)

Chapter 10

 I didn't have time to think when I left Regan after such a brief moment by his side, Drew and Nate's expressions were so dire I was panicking before they even opened there mouths to tell me what was
so important that they would need to pull me away from my searcher dulling duties. They hadn't beat around the bush or tried to soften the blow when they stopped in the lounge after ignoring my
growling pleads to tell me and let me return to where I was needed most, or where I thought I was needed most.  

Drew sat down at a table followed quickly by Nate who looked like a paranoid  meerkat. That's when the world that I believed couldn't have gotten any more messed up did! Nate had looked greener and sicker as Drew's lips moved in slow motion, I had to re direct the words in my head to make sense of them, until they finally sunk in, and my lack of reaction shocked me as well as the two men sat with me. I mean what did I expect, Mickey's soul is missing, Regan is linked to a searcher and currently dead to the world, Katherine escaped and hasn't made an appearance or demand since, Noah disturbs me and I can't figure out why, we are working with vampires and werewolves and trying to find in...lamence terms 'Gods' brothers who are trying to destroy our world, while my newborn twins are miles away and being cared for by my parents, but fate had to throw me another sucker punch to the gut, on this day of all days, after everything we were already dealing with, it had to try and break the last ounce of strength I had by delivering Valarie to our mists.

Valarie who's son had nearly raped me and then died trying to help me save my father from his own sadistic sperm donor. Valarie who held and tortured me while I was carrying my children and who wanted to kidnap said children in order to get back at me, the one that 'killed' her little angel. You would think that she would pose hardly any threat compared to the other dangers we are dealing with, but having had my own children I know, a depressed, scorned mother, who has lost her only child so brutally and who is somehow in reach of demons as her minions, is in fact the biggest danger, not to me, but to my children, my babies.  

The wolves we had aligned with had picked up on a scent around the borders of my parents house, the wolves are basically our guard dogs, anywhere we have groups needing protecting, they are close by. After picking it up more and more over the past week they had finally informed my brother and the da roules to check it out, the children of the most powerful daydreamers are not an unexpected target, but with the spells and the protection of the wolves, even Lucifer himself would have to be daring to try and get to them. But not Valarie, she is a whole different kind of crazy.  

Drew and Nate had followed up on the lead given to them by Dominic da roule, he has connections everywhere, and old friends in very high places. They tracked down a group emitting very strong repellent's for all supernatural, a very old and dark magic. But Drew and Nate are not supernatural and so headed up a army to find out who it was and what they wanted. It didn't take them long to dwindle in size leaving just my brother and cousin alone in an abandoned building with Valarie and two unruly looking gypsy witches. The fact that Valarie hadn't killed them when she so easily could have is what troubles us all the most.

And this is what has lead me to the middle of nowhere, miles away from Regan, but so close to my twins it hurts not to have them in my arms, an abandon lot of houses half finished and eroding against the seasons. If I walked a few hundred feet away east of this building I would see the country road that leads to my fathers house, the fact that this psychopath has been so close to the tiwns for who knows how long makes me want to heave. I can feel the repellent's, causing adrenaline to seep through my veins, it's the feeling I would get when my brothers would force me to go on all the terrifying rides at a theme park I really don't want to get on, it's the most scariest thing imaginable, but I have to otherwise they would never let me live it down.
But this is not a roller coaster and it is not my pride hanging in the docks waiting to be hung.