“Come along then. This should be interesting.”
Sawyer slipped his feet into an old pair of beat up vans by the door while he grabbed his keys from the hook. He locked it behind them before turning and starting up the hill at a jog. Eduard ran beside him, although Sawyer could tell he was holding back. It was odd, but a bit comforting to have him there. When they reached a certain point in the drive, Eduard paused but Sawyer kept going. He felt something, a little shiver of warning but only slowed when he realized Eduard had stopped completely. Eduard gasped and then hurried to catch up to him.
“What?”
“The wards didn’t stop you.”
“Should they have?”
“Yes.” He held out his hand, gesturing for Sawyer to stop.
“Henry said I’m a null,” Sawyer explained. “He tried to make me forget but it didn’t work. Then he said we were going to be good friends. I… don’t have many friends and I don’t know, if Draco is involved in this, then I am too.”
Eduard paused for a moment, then nodded. “I will discuss security protocol with you once we see to Henry’s well-being. If you do not do as I request, I will not allow you onto this property. Henry must be kept safe.”
“Okay. I swear it.”
Eduard searched his face again, and then nodded once more. “Come.”
He followed Eduard into the house, where Draco was holding a small trash can in front of Henry as he vomited. Andvari was still supporting his weight. Eduard ran forward, helping to support Henry as he dry heaved repeatedly.
“Bathroom?” Sawyer asked quietly.
Andvari looked toward a hallway so Sawyer darted that direction. He found a small powder room and pulled the hand towel from the rack. After dousing it with cold water and wringing it out, he returned to the living room and placed the cool cloth against Henry’s forehead.
Henry immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist and then he suddenly went lax in Eduard and Andvari’s hold.
“Oh that’s better,” Henry rasped. “Don’t let go, okay?”
“Okay,” Sawyer said. “Whatever you need.”
“Just keep touching me for a few minutes. Please.”
“Sure.”
“Let’s put him on the couch,” Eduard said. They moved quickly, with Henry still clinging to Sawyer’s arm.
“That was a bad one,” Henry said. His voice was low and slurred. He blinked up at Sawyer, who had knelt by the couch and was holding the cool cloth against Henry’s forehead. “Now I know why you’re here, why the magic chose this place. I didn’t know a null could help me.” His voice slowly drifted away and his eyes closed.
Sawyer sucked in a nervous breath. “Is he okay?”
“He will be,” Eduard said softly. “The visions tire him but he normally isn’t able to sleep as quickly as this.”
“I should call his fathers back,” Andvari said. “They are expecting his call.”
Andvari walked out of the room and Draco knelt beside Sawyer. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
Pearl wiggled her way between them and stuck her nose against Henry with a whimper. Sawyer leaned into her warmth, and if that put him closer to Draco as a result, well, that was very convenient.
Eduard moved to stand on Sawyer’s other side, then leaned down to place his hand on Sawyer’s shoulder. “He knew you would help him. His magic somehow knew. Strange that a null is living next door to the place our seer says the most powerful of our kind will soon be appearing. It must mean something.”
Sawyer had no clue. He stared down at Henry, at his overly pale face and wondered if maybe Eduard was right. Maybe he wasexactlywhere he was supposed to be, even if had absolutely no idea what that meant.
Sawyer
It took Sawyer a minute to figure out exactly where he was when he woke up, and even then, most of his brain thought he was dreaming. He could feel someone laying behind him, curled against his back. And he was curled up against someone else’s back. He had a sneaking suspicion the person he was spooning was Henry which probably meant that Draco was the person curled around him. Or he was having a really, really good dream. It could be either.
