Coveted

|Chapter 14

"Yeah well, they're not here to have a say." With that, I turned around to face the officer again, this time my chest ached and all I wanted to do was run up those stairs and pretend I never had to leave. Funny how quickly that turned. "Let's go."

|Chapter 14

I sat in the back of the cop car with my eyes glued to the passing scenes out of the window, raindrops blurring the different shades of grey into a messy moving picture. All my emotions were numbed, my body just sitting slightly rocking against the uncomfortable leather with Shane and Jeremy next to me.

Would Danny be there waiting? Would I even be able to see Ian and Regan?

I pushed the questions from my head feeling my palms clam up only to have a worse one race around inside my skull. Ian was an empath, he picked up on the emotions around him, could heighten them if he can't control it and prison . . . All the negative emotions bouncing around him . . . It would be torture!

That I couldn't push out from my brain. Regan and Ian cramped in with a bunch of criminals and if one of them touched Regan he'd . . .

Static from one of the officer's radios cut through the car caught my attention as I tore my eyes from the buildings speeding by to the front. Whatever message was passed on went right over my head.

Jeremy's hand snuck across my leg and wrapped around my wrist, I could feel his eyes resting on the side of my face waiting with a gentle smile.

But I couldn't look at him.

I knew what this meant. This drive, the police station all of it. The minute I get out of this car, the minute Regan and Ian are free and I've opened my mouth to utter an excuse to those officers, Danny'll be right behind.

Even if I were to run with them, leave with the brothers . . . It wouldn't fix anything.

At some point, it would all go wrong, just like it did now. Hell, it could always be worse but I wasn't gonna wait around for worse. I'm too weak to tell the truth and They would do everything it took to keep me safe, even if it destroyed them and their family. If I can't save myself . . . No one else should be doing it for me.

"Nancy it's not-"

"I know," I muttered cutting him off, my eyes falling closed. "I know."

There was no point arguing. I just wanted to get there as soon as possible. The different scenarios I could be walking into bashed around my head, each one wanting a turn in the spotlight as I sighed rubbing my temples. One way or another, I needed to see them. I was safe and alive and there was no investigation to be held - one thing was for certain, I wouldn't be in that place for long.

I could feel Jeremy tense beside me, his hand tightening one last time before letting go completely and sneaking back to rest on his knee. Shane hadn't attempted to talk to me once, he probably could see my aura or some next supernatural tool. Regardless, the rest of the ride went by quietly, the air thick and tense with constant sharp glares from the officer in the review mirror.

By the time we had pulled into town and beside a tall large structure, all built from red brick towering dull above all the other buildings surrounding it, the sky had turned a misty grey, the air nipping at our skins as we stepped out and followed the officer up the small stone steps and towards the double glass doors.

Shane snuck around to my left and Jeremy to the right, both keeping close to me but leaving a few inches so I could walk ahead. The doors automatically opened to reveal a plain white room with a desk at the end and waiting lounges to the side with various grey sofas scattered about. The whole place seemed empty if it weren't for the muffled laughs coming from the back.