I decide that since Winston seems to think that he’s going to be around for a while, the Voices are something that he should probably know about.
“I hear voices, I always have, even before I knew I was a supernatural, that’s something we can fill you in on later, if you want to know . . .”
“Of course, I do,” he surprises me by replying honestly.
“You’re going to need to sit down for that,” Reed tells him honestly. “It’s a long story and somewhat wildly unbelievable.”
He’s not wrong if you really think about everything that has gone on, then it is pretty fucking wild, and me trying to explain the Voices right now has just reminded me that I know that they aren’t the voices of the dead.
“Neith’s Voices are those of the dead,” Raiden explains, echoing my thoughts.
“Like reapers can hear the dead?” Baz replies.
Raiden nods, “Yes, and no. Neith hears the dead all the time, and they give her information. Like just then, when they told her that what she just experienced was a vision.”
I grimace, “They aren’t the dead.”
“What?” Raiden says, while all of the others look at me, shocked.
“Has this got something to do with that dream that you said you needed to talk to us about?” Coen asks, somehow putting two and two together extremely quickly.
I nod, “Yeah, and it’s probably not a conversation that should be had out in the middle of the moors, next to a giant and ancient stone circle, that just transported me into a vision and didn’t just give me a vision.” I pause, “Which I still need to explain to you guys as well.”
“Alright then. Fair point. I’m ready to get the hell out of here,” River says.
“Let’s head away from the summoning circle, and then I’ll start taking people back,” Doc suggests. “I don’t want to risk my magic triggering something in the circle again.”
“Good idea. We don’t know whether it was magic that triggered it, and if it was, we don’t know whether if it was triggered again, it would pull just the person whose magic triggered it into a vision, or whether it would take only Neith in again,” Raiden replies thoughtfully.
“I’m betting it would probably just take me in. I wasn’t using any magic when I got pulled in,” I mutter, still wrapped in Reed’s arms.
I have no intention of leaving them until I have to.
“The magic of the circle will reach quite far. It's probably best if we head back to where Winston dropped us off before Doc starts taking people back,” Baz suggests, thoughtfully.
The guys nod, and we start to head back the way we came.
“Do you want me to put you down?” Reed mutters, his lips brushing against my ear and sending a shiver of heat down my spine.
“Abso-fucking-lutely not,” I reply. “I mean, no thank you.”
He chuckles as his arms pull me impossibly closer and he kisses my neck.
“Wait,” Griff starts after a few minutes of silently trudging through the still-raining and windy storm. Although thankfully, the weather has calmed down a lot.
“Is everything okay?” Van asks Griff as we all pause.
Griff nods, a stray piece of his dark hair escaping his usual low ponytail and sticking to the side of his face. He frowns as he pushes it back to where it belongs and explains, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stop walking. What I meant was that Winston said that we were supposed to get something, but we didn’t find anything. He didn’t say that Neith would have a vision and get pulled somewhere else. Which means that there is still something here that we’re supposed to find.”
“He’s got a lot going on at the other house at the moment, trying to find the creature that stole time from me, maybe he just misspoke, and actually, he meant a vision?” I suggest as I wriggle so that Reed can put me down.
I know that he is more than capable of carrying me down this steep rocky hill that we climbed up to get here, but I still feel bad and like I should be walking it myself.
“That doesn’t quite sit right,” Van says, as my feet hit the ground and we carry on walking.
“No, it doesn’t with me either,” Baz replies thoughtfully. “Spirit guides always have a lot on their plate, it comes with the job. He wouldn’t have said that we needed to get something here unless there was physically something that we should have gotten.”
Raiden frowns, “Yes, that’s true.”
