Heaven Can wait: A Quincy Harker, Demon Hunter Novella by John G. Hartness

Author:John G. Hartness [Hartness, John G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Falstaff Books
Published: 2016-12-27T18:00:00+00:00

9

I blinked quickly, adjusting my vision to the physical spectrum and physical eyes. Flynn sat at the side of the table, her sidearm out and her chair positioned where she could see me and the door without moving.

“You’re taking this whole bodyguard thing pretty literally, Detective,” I said.

“You have a way of making people want to kill you, Harker,” Becks replied with a sideways grin. “Even people who like you. So, I thought it might be a good idea to stay armed while I was watching over you.”

“And here I expected to wake up with pictures of dicks drawn all over my face.”

She grinned at me. “Who says you didn’t?”

I laughed as I got up from my seat to go piss, then grabbed at the table for support as my rubbery legs almost gave out. Flynn stood up like a shot and got my arm over her shoulders, providing a stable base.

“Shit, sorry about that,” I said. “I forget how draining astral travel can be.”

“Not to mention astral demon-fighting,” Flynn replied. I’d filled her in on the scrap at the magician’s house on my way back.

“Yeah, that’s not the best, either,” I agreed. “I’m good now, just needed a second.” I straightened up, but kept my arm around her, more for internal stability than physical this time.

“Look, Rebecca…” I started, but she put a finger to my lips.

“I know,” she said, cutting me off. She looked up into my eyes, her brown pools deep with emotion. “We’ve got a lot of shit to sort out when this is over. But the key part of that is when this is over. We can’t figure out what we’re doing until we know there’s going to be a world to do it in. So, let’s put all kinds of talk about the future on the shelf until we kick Orobas’s ass back to Hell and make sure we have a future. Then you can tell me how much you adore me, and we can talk about this ring.” She pulled on a chain around her neck, and the diamond engagement ring I bought for her came into my view.

I looked at her, feeling a familiar jumble of emotions through our psychic link. She loved me, just like I loved her, and when we were this close, there was no chance of hiding that. But she was also scared. Scared of what it might mean to be with me, scared of the world I lived in, scared of losing me, and of losing herself in me.

I knew those feelings all too well because they rattled around in my head all the time. I felt all those things and more. I felt the fear of the inevitable pain of losing her, the pain of a man who’s lived more than a century looking like he’s thirty and knows that he has to watch his loved ones grow old and die while he just stays stuck in the same place forever.

We stood there, and the moment

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