“Shit, you’re probably right,” she replies as she haphazardly starts patting herself down to find her phone.
The fact that she’s managed to lose her phone while it's on her is a gift. I have never known anyone to lose phones like she does. It's weirder because I’m pretty certain that her ability to lose things is limited to just her phones. I don’t think she loses anything else quite so consistently.
“Wait, he can do that?” Ransom asks. “He can call you even when you have no service?”
Neith’s still looking for her phone, so Coen answers, “Yeah, when we said he was a genius with tech, we meant it. Instead of fighting his magic, tech seems to tolerate it more than anyone else's. Not completely, I mean it’s not easy for him, and it takes a lot of time and patience, but he seems to be able to get his magic and his tech to work together.”
“It’s really fucking handy in times like this, or if you’re on a job in the middle of nowhere. It means that we’ve got an easy line of communication no matter where we are,” Neith adds. “Ah ha,” she grins as she holds up her phone. “I found it.”
She quickly presses answer and then puts it on speakerphone so that we can all hear what’s being said.
It occurs to me that it was also ringing for a lot longer than a phone would usually ring. My guess is that Kar knows about Neith’s penchant for losing phones and was making it ring for longer so she had time to find it.
The way his magic works is really fascinating and definitely something that I would like to have a conversation with him about at some point.
When that will be is anyone’s guess. I don’t even know for certain where we’re going to be tomorrow. It would probably bother most people, but I do know that wherever I am, I’m going to be with my family, so I’m not bothered.
I glance down at my ring.
Now that was completely and utterly unexpected, and what is more unexpected is that no one is freaking out. I mean, we all know that we love her, that she’s ours, and that she’s it for us, but knowing that and having a surprise physical representation of that is an entirely different thing.
It’s not how I thought it would happen, but then again, nothing when it comes to Neith is how I thought that it would happen.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I need to try to find some time to talk to Baz away from the others and see how he’s handling it all. He only joined us a few days ago, and now he’s bound for life. We don’t know him very well at all, although what I do know I like, and he doesn’t know us very well either.
Something tells me that he’s absolutely fine with the current turn of events, but I still want to check in with him and make sure. It’s what we do in this family: we check in with each other.
Especially since some of us aren’t that great at sharing our feelings.
Neith
“Hey, sorry, I couldn’t find my phone,” I tell Kar in a breathless rush as I answer the call and make sure that the guys can hear Kar as well. I really don’t want to be repeating whatever it is that he’s called to tell us, especially since it’s likely that it’s quite complicated.
Kar chuckles, “I know. Why do you think I carried on calling for so long?” He asks, but then continues before I can answer. “I’ve found him, Pete, but you need to leave right fucking now. Can you do that?”
“How long do we have?” Ransom asks.
“Ten minutes maximum,” Kar replies.
Ransom nods, “Send me the location. We can get there in time.”
“We can?” Baz asks, his eyebrows drawn down in confusion.
Ransom just smirks as he pulls his phone out of his pocket just as it pings with a notification.
“Thanks, man,” Van says.
“I’ll keep an eye on it and let you know if it moves. You need to be careful, we have no idea what you’re about to walk into, and if he knows that you’re coming, then he’s going to be on the defensive,” Kar warns us, the worry evident in his tone.
“Got it,” I reply, and Kar promptly hangs up.
“What’s the plan?” Reed asks Ransom since it’s clear that he has one.
“I’m going to call House’s portal to us, and then we should be able to use that to take us to the location,” Ransom replies quickly.
“Should?” Baz asks.
