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and fried eggs. It was apparent to Dagger that Calderon was a little embarrassed about their kiss the night before- Cal had light skin, and when he blushed it was obvious. Dagger found it charming. Cal was physically so large and ‘tough’ looking, and was so clearly a very powerful and intelligent witch, that the notion of him being shy and reserved was adorable.
    “So, I called my mom last night.”
    Calderon and Betony looked up at Dagger expectantly. “And?”
    “She said just what you said. She knew you’d come, and that we need to stay together. She actually told me we shouldn’t even be apart to run errands, or anything, until this blows over. She was vague as to what ‘this’ is, though. But she seemed nervous, worried about me. And she said the charm we found was to keep Calvin here as long as possible, so that you could move into his house and be near me. I think there was more to that story, but she wouldn’t tell me.”
    “Hmm, there must be more. I hope, anyway. Otherwise the charm-maker gave her life for a real-estate deal.”
    “Agreed. Any ideas, Cal?”
    “No. Sorry. But we’ll figure it out. We need to stay close, though, that’s something I agree with your mom about. I think maybe we should all go into town and try to find Wade. Maybe we can ask him for help moving us in?”
    “Oh, yeah, because that’s not weird at all.” Betony was shaking her head, still reluctant to accept the man her brother had said she needed in her life.
    “Bet. I would never ask you to do anything you were uncomfortable with, you know that. This is something bigger than us, and I need you to be safe. We need him . I don’t know why yet, but please, you have to trust me.”
    Her brother was worried. That alone struck fear into Betony’s chest, and she nodded her agreement. “Okay, lets go find him.”
    It was remarkably easy to find Wade, as he was asleep on the front lawn of his cousin’s house, where he had apparently passed out after a night of drinking. Betony gave Calderon and Dagger ‘I told you so’ looks, and stalked off to sit in the car. The two men prodded Wade, but he was snoring loudly, drool leaking from the side of his mouth. Calderon took the opportunity to examine him in the light of day.
    He was physically strong, very muscular. The hem of his t-shirt rode up a little, exposing a firm belly with very little fat, if any. His arms looked huge, but he was still wearing the leather bike jacket, so it was difficult to tell just how big they really were. His hips were fairly narrow, the old camouflage cargo pants he wore hugged his buttocks and strained over bulging thigh muscles. Dagger kicked him a little, and he grunted, sputtering and turning over. “Get up, man. Wade! Hey, get up.”
    “Who’s that?” Wade squinted, blocking his eyes from the bright morning sun. “Holy Hades! Who the fuck just kicked me?”
    “Sorry, Wade. Its me, Dag. I know it’s random, but I need you to get up. Can you heal yourself? Kill the hangover? We have some things to tell you.”
    “Uughh. Shit, man, give me a minute.”
    Dagger jogged to his car and grabbed a water bottle, feeling it. It wasn’t ice cold, but not warm yet either. He handed it over to Wade, who took it gratefully and immediately chugged half the contents. Wade closed his eyes and kneeled on the grass, and Cal watched in awe as a change swept over him. His skin cleared, his color improved, and when he opened his eyes he looked alert and focused. He stood and clasped Dagger’s shoulder.
    “Hey, man. What’s all this about? You know this guy, too?” He gestured at Cal, and Dagger nodded.
    “Yeah, he and his sister just moved in to Calvin’s old place. Are you busy today? We could use your help.”
    “Uhh, no, I don’t think so. What day is it?”
    “Sunday.” When Wade didn’t respond, Dagger added, “August seventh?”
    “ Shit . It’s not Lammas anymore?”
    “No. Have you been drunk all week? Fuck, Wade.” Dagger shook his