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."So we goin, kick ass, shoot Rust.I've worked with less of a plan."Blaze snickered."I would be impressed to know you workedwith any sort of plan even once.""Fuck you," Ken retorted congenially."Unless you want tostay awake, I say we crash.Going to be a long fucking daytomorrow.""Crashing sounds good to me," Blaze said.He went to thefar bed and sat down to remove his shoes and socks, thendropped his t-shirt on top of them.He waited until Ken and Nevwere settled in one bed, Erie in another, then killed the lightsand slid in next to Erie."Night," Erie sang out, then cuddled close to Blaze andalmost immediately fall asleep.*~*~*"What in the fuck are you doing here?"Blaze snapped awake, sat up and reached for his gun thensaw who Ken was shouting at, rolled his eyes, and laid down tocatch a few more winks while they bickered."You are still severely injured, and the two of you are notenough to go up against the entire syndicate," Amr said, andBlaze didn't have to open his eyes to know Ken was gritting histeeth and tensed to launch himself at Amr.When Ken let out a sharp, "Hah!" Blaze sighed and openedhis eyes, giving up on any chance of sleep, and just watched theshow.Ken jabbed Amr's in the chest, smirking in triumph whenAmr winced."You're the one who got his ass beat nearly todeath, don't go fucking telling me I'm too hurt to go anywhere.You can barely stand.You should be with Raf, recovering.StupidMordred.""Being Mordred has nothing to do with this."181 | Megan Derr Sword of the King"I agree," Ken said almost cheerfully."You're stupid, nomatter whatever else you are."Blaze stared at them as they continued to argue, Ken allmotion and volume, Amr still and quiet, their eyes neverstraying from each other.It was the strangest thing he'd everseen, really.Weirdly, it made him miss Rafael.He could not wait to berid of Rust once and for all, and go back.Go.home, perhaps.Throwing back the blankets, Blaze climbed out of bed andheaded for the bathroom to take a piss and brush his teeth.By the time he finished, Ken and Amr had reached anotherstandstill.Blaze pulled on his clothes and shoes, slid his gunback into its holster.He looked Amr over critically."You canbarely stand.""Barely is good enough," Amr said, gold eyes flashing, afaint smirk curving his mouth."Remember the effect we had onyou before I nullified it?"Making a face, Blaze said, "Yeah.""Multiply that by a very large number," Amr said.Blaze laughed."I see." He shrugged into his jacket and tookthe overnight bag that Erie brought him."Where is Cam,anyway?""Still in the car," Amr said."The meeting with Clan Cross lefthim tense, and he is going to be put under quite a bit morestress before this is all over."Ken scowled at the words, making Blaze curious as to whathe'd missed."I'm surprised your family didn't tag along.""They're going to stall the rest of Cross," Ken said."Dealingwith Rust is going to be easy, compared to the fucking dramathat will go down when someone finally pins us down longenough to try and take Cam.Not that they will, but getting ridof them is going to be fucking irritating."Blaze sighed."I want a fucking vacation.""I'm sure your new boy toy will be more than happy to takeyou to some sandy beach," Ken replied, smirking.Amr cut in before Blaze could reply to that."Come, thesooner we do this, the sooner we can move on to more182 | Megan Derr Sword of the Kingimportant things.I know Rafael will not rest until you return tohim."Ignoring his own flushed cheeks and Ken's snickering, Blazehefted his bag and headed out to his car.Erie was quiet duringthe drive, so lost in thought he did not even turn on his music.Blaze let him be, as it would probably be the last quiet theyenjoyed for a long time.The three hour drive to Rust's territory seemed both to takeforever and no time at all.Blaze parked his car well away fromthe warehouse, and waited for Ken and Amr to join him,checking his gun as he waited."Ready, Erie?"Erie growled, stripping off his clothes and throwing theminto the car.Shutting the door, he shifted into his dragon form,late morning sunlight gleaming over his scales.Already thetemperature around him had increased slightly.Blaze reachedout and stroked his head, fingers sliding along the smooth, hotscales.Erie growled, the sound soft and deep, vibrating throughBlaze.Blaze knelt, and Erie rubbed against him, rested his head onBlaze's shoulder, nearly too hot to touch.He growled again asBlaze caressed his scales."You're beautiful," Blaze said softly.The scuff of boots drew his attention, and he slowly stoodup as the other four approached
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