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Miguel smuggled our swords back the next day. His eyes were red-rimmed and his perpetual smile was gone. He hugged us all in turn before getting into his Buick and driving away in a cloud of blue exhaust fumes.
I had assumed that was the end of it. With the police clearing us, we were free to return to New York. Nyanther announced that he would head back with us, then he would continue on after that. He planned to return to Scotland for an extended stay. He would stop in Albany only long enough to gather his things together.
Which would leave Nick and I alone for the first time in decades, with just one tiny human in the house.
Except that I had forgotten it was 1984.
The extent of my blindness and idiocy made itself known the day we left for Albany. I couldn’t stand the idea of driving back, so Nick was going to give the DeVille to Miguel and we would fly back from Miami. Miguel would bring the swords up in the DeVille in the summer and introduce us to his wife and new child.
The hardest task about packing for the journey was having to collect Tally’s things. I thought it was the hardest thing I would have to face that day and got through it with my jaw clenched.
I was just about done when someone rapped on the room door. I figured it was Nyanther and opened it without checking.
The woman standing there was middle-aged, with a hard expression in her eyes and drab clothing. “Mr. Sherwood?”
“No, I’m Damian,” I said. “You need to speak to Nick?”
She looked passed me to where Riley was sitting on the floor enthusiastically whacking plastic bricks with a plastic hammer. “I’m here to collect the child.”
Something hard and heavy dropped in my chest. The world shifted. My hearing faded.
“Collect?” I breathed. My voice sounded distant even to me.
“What the hell?” Nick demanded, coming up behind me. “What do you mean?”
The woman pulled out a wallet and flashed ID at us. It looked very official. More official than anything we could produce. “Florida Department of Children and Families,” she said stiffly. “We understand that the child, Riley, has no family now that her mother has passed on. I’m here to process her.”
Nick pulled in a breath that shuddered. “You can’t take her away,” he said flatly.
The woman looked at him steadily. “Are you a relative, Mr. Sherwood?”
I am. The two words were right there. I just had to speak them. Except that the relationship was so distant, there were more than two thousand years of generations between us. And I didn’t have a single piece of proof.
Nick pushed his hands through his hair. “We’re not blood but Tally grew up with us. We helped raise her. She wanted us to take care of Riley.”
“She wrote that down somewhere?” the woman asked sharply. “We couldn’t find evidence of a will, or documents that indicated if she had any final wishes.”
“You’ve been through my house,” Nick breathed. He sounded stunned.
I felt the same. “You can’t take her,” I said, my lips numb. I could barely form the words.
“I’m afraid I can, Mr.…Damian. It is our responsibility to take care of wards of the state. I can have the police enforce the directive, if necessary.”
Wards of state.
I felt sick. Genuinely, physically sick. I wasn’t breathing even though I needed to. My heart wouldn’t work, either and that didn’t help. Oxygen deprivation. I was getting dizzy with it.
The woman tried to step through the door and both Nick and I straightened in reaction.
She retreated. “Believe me, this will all be much easier for everyone if you just let me have her. If I have to involve the police, it will frighten her.” She stepped back one more step and nodded down the corridor. “I just have to call them.”
I looked. There were two cops waiting there, their arms crossed.
“Think of Riley,” the woman added.
I made myself move. I went over to Riley and picked her up. She patted my cheek.
“No, Damian, no,” Nick said wretchedly. He looked suddenly old, something that wasn’t possible. He looked like the life had been sucked out of him, leaving a wizened, leathery shell.
I imagine I looked the same.
“Say goodbye to Riley, Nick,” I said hoarsely.
He gave a choking groan and closed his eyes. Then he moved over to me and kissed and hugged Riley as she gurgled and cooed, still waving the plastic hammer. Then it was my turn.
I couldn’t let her go, in the end. Neither could Nick. We tried to comply. We just couldn’t. The woman came into the room and eased Riley out of our hands, a bit at a time.
That was when Riley started to cry.
The woman left quickly, but not quickly enough. We have extended hearing, of course. I listened to Riley scream all the way down to the front foyer, until they put her in a car and shut the door.
That soft click was not the worst sound.
It was the silence that was the worst.
January 20, 1984
We functioned enough to pass among humans. That was the highest I can say of what we did for the next two weeks. I don’t remember returning to Albany. I barely remember Nyanther leaving again, a day or two later.
On the twentieth, I came downstairs and put the duffel bag on the bench by the front door and went to find Nick.
He was sitting in the same armchair he had been sitting in for two weeks, except for feeding. He looked up as I came in.
“My plane leaves in a few hours, so I’m saying goodbye.”
“You’re leaving.” He said it flatly, like nothing would ever surprise him again.
“If I wasn’t here saying it, you wouldn’t have noticed I was even gone.”
Nick’s jaw flexed. “How wrong you are….”
“Then convince me I should stay,” I shot back.
He remained silent.
I nodded. “There we are, then.” I turned, meaning to go.
“You blame me,” Nick said, his voice low.
“No! That’s not it!” I spun back to face him. “I knew you would do this. Jesus wept! She was a hunter. She died defeating her mortal enemy. It happens. We’ve seen it happen over and over. Garribaldi, John Jones, Henry Attwood…and they were just some of the people who died in 1873. That’s life, Nick. That’s what happens if we insist on living as a human. We get to watch people die.”
“Then why are you leaving?” he asked bleakly.
“Because I can’t stand it, being here.”
He flinched.
“Neither can you, Nick, or you would have moved from that chair days ago. I can’t stand…” I had to stop and breathe. “I can’t stand the silence. I keep hearing Riley screaming. Tally’s voice. Even Carson’s laugh. There’re too many ghosts here. I have to leave or I’m going to go out of my mind.”
“Whether I need you or not?”
“You don’t need me. Not really. You haven’t for a long time. I’m just a habit now.”
Nick sighed. “You’re still wrong. You, who are always so good at looking inside others. It’s ironic.” He didn’t smile.
He didn’t ask me to stay, either.
I turned away again. “I will live by my promise, Nick. If Azazel ever reappears, if gargoyles rise again, I’ll come back.”
“But nothing else will bring you back, will it?” He didn’t sound like he cared about my answer.
I didn’t look at him. “Maybe. Perhaps I will come back someday.”
“When?”
“When it’s no longer unbearable.”
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