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eat, only to find them all mostly
empty. She pulled out the container that held tea bags, some honey,
and a crusty bagget that she wasn’t entirely sure was still edible.
"No, I may not be human, but I still like to eat real food every
now and again. What the hell, Brig, do you sop up the extras with
this crusty ass bread or what?"
    "Funny, Jax. As you know, we vampires still like to
eat once in a while too. This place has the greatest bakeries. And
for your information, I was distracted by a new guest after I got
that. It’s not as fresh as it once was, but it should still be
heavenly for you for now." The woman grabbed up a wallet and turned
on her heels. “I'll run and grab something from the little cafe
down the corner. I'd rather we not be spotted together just
yet."
    The dream Caislyn found herself in seemed more like
one of Jaxon's recent memories replaying itself. Without warning
the scene swished before Caislyn, causing an undo amount of nausea
to sweep through her. She held onto her place in the dream world,
and with a great amount of effort was able to keep from getting
sick. Caislyn’s attention shifted to the kitchen table where the
two women were plotting an attack on a house, in Italy.
    "Jaxon," Caislyn tried to get Jax's attention again,
but to no avail. "I don't know why this isn't working," Caislyn
said as she grew ever more frustrated with the turn of events.
Jaxon had to know who she was taking to, that she was important,
that this woman was...
    "Caislyn?" Ash was there briefly, calling to her, but
he had a far away quality to him. Caislyn got the feeling that he
was searching her out, but couldn’t quite breech some sort of
barrier that would allow him in Jaxon’s dream. He called out to her
one more time and then he was slipping away. His momentary presence
seemed to agitate Jaxon, however; and as Ash slipped away Jax began
to wake up.
    Caislyn pulled out of the dream and found herself
sitting up in bed in the RV again. Ash wasn’t there with her, so
she wasn’t sure if he had really tried to find her or if she had
imagined it. She put the thought aside for a minute thought,
because she had something more important to attend to. Caislyn
reached for the cell phone she kept to contact Seth, and began
dialing his number.
    ***

SUMMONING A WITCH
     
     
    Vesta looked in on Caislyn one more time, and then
went back to the living room to study the sketch again.
    "It has to be her," Vesta whispered to herself. She
walked over to the RV door and made sure the lock was engaged,
before she started pulling supplies out of the cabinets. "One way
or another, I'm about to get us some serious answers."
    Vesta began by clearing everything from the middle of
the floor in the living room area. She thought briefly about taking
all her ingredients outdoors, for more room, and the connection
with nature, but she felt the confinement inside the RV would help
the situation.
    Slowly she began to pour salt in two symmetrical
circles in the living area. She made sure they were close, but not
touching. The summoning bowl and it's mixture were placed inside
the first circle, before Vesta closed it with a chant.
    "Let this circle hold those within,
    Protect all that lie without,"
    After closing the first circle, Vesta stepped into
the second one and closed it behind her.
    "Let this circle protect within,
    while projecting without."
    She closed the last circle fully and began to chant
under her breath while concentrating on Melina and the scene
Caislyn had sketched. She imagined Melina being ripped from that
sketch and brought forth into the circle that now sat empty in
front of her.
    The strain on her own body was becoming evident, as
she put forth more effort and began to draw from the still depleted
well of her own magic. Sweat began beading up on her forehead with
the strain as she tried to pull all the magic she could muster to
the forefront of her consiousness.
    "Melina, I summon thee," her chant now finished,
Vesta was