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knew her too well; if there was even a fraction of a chance she could help one of his wounded teammates…they both knew that chance had to be explored.
    “He’s going to keep this quiet, right?” She turned from the living room window, heading for the freezer and the emergency stash of Ben and Jerry’s she kept for just this kind of occasion.
    “He won’t say anything,” Aiden assured her.
    No doubt he was right. The last thing Cosky would want was his teammates knowing he’d visited a spiritual healer.
    “So you all moved in?” she asked.
    The fact Aiden was moving in with Rawls and Cosky had given her pause—her brother’s change of address would pull Marcus Simcosky in the peripheral of her life again—until she realized how rarely she visited Aiden anyway. When he wasn’t on deployment, or out training, he visited her. “I still don’t get it; why not just buy your own place?”
    Lord knows he had the money. Their parents’ estate had left them well-off. They could live on the interest from the inheritance for their rest of their lives, without touching the principle. Not that she could convince Wolf of that—or that, as their father’s eldest son, a third of the estate should go to him.
    Aiden had inherited the same wealth she had, but he’d inherited even more from their lineage. He’d manifested the same gift their father had honed through the years—a gift that had turned John Winchester into a very wealthy man, and provided the money his children now enjoyed.
    Her brother rarely mentioned the investments he made based on his inherited sense of knowing. He was well aware that acquiring more money was of no interest to her. Aiden though—it was a challenge to him, a game.
    “I like having roommates.” Aiden’s voice cooled.
    “Then why didn’t you stay where you were?” He’d seemed to get along great with Tag and Trammel.
    “Just felt like a change,” he said, his voice even cooler, which meant he didn’t want to talk about it.
    Sure enough, he changed the subject.
    “Word came down today. Wheels up in forty-eight.”
    Kait’s chest tightened and her heart picked up speed. It didn’t matter how many times they went through this. The fear never loosened its hold. She’d accepted that years ago. Learned to live with it.
    “Try to make it home in one piece,” she offered their ritualistic farewell.
    He laughed, also part of their ritual. But the sudden hesitation after the laugh wasn’t.
    She cocked her head and waited.
    “Wolf called this…”
    “Oh, no!” Kait groaned. The last time Aiden had deployed, Wolf had all but moved in with her, as though she were incapable of surviving on her own even though she’d been living alone for years.
    “I didn’t call him,” Aiden protested, his voice rising. “He just knew. I don’t know what pipeline he’s tapped into, but he’s tied in good.”
    Or, Wolf had simply known Aiden was deploying. It made sense. Her father had possessed such a sense of knowing , as did Aiden. It was obviously tied to the male chromosome in their bloodline. And Wolf shared those genes.
    “For God’s sake, tell me you stressed that I don’t need a babysitter. I’ve managed to survive on my own for twenty-nine years.”
    “He’s your brother, hookecouhu hiteseiw . He wants to protect you.”
    Perfect, Wolf had Aiden giving her Arapaho pet names now too.
    Kait huffed out a breath. “Do you even know what that means? And he’s our brother. But I don’t see him following you around like a hopped-up rottweiler.”
    Aiden’s dead silence froze Kait’s fingers on the refrigerator handle. “What?”
    His breathing sounded strangled. He coughed. “I’m pretty sure he’s babysitting me too.”
    Something told Kait Aiden wasn’t talking about while he was walking around Coronado. “What happened?”
    “We ran into a snag on our last insertion. Got stuck between floors. Wolf and some badasses swept in and unstuck us.”
    Kait’s mouth opened in