Shamira had endured a lot of new experiences as of late, but getting kissed in the middle (okay, at the end) of a firefight with magical insectoids was pretty damn unexpected. Sebastian had confirmed that she was too pumped up to be afraid of much of anything, then he had laid a big one on her. It wasn't sweet and perfect the way Clara's were, but it was a manly, forceful, and consuming act that warmed her up in all the good places."I have been waiting oh-so-patiently for that," Sebastian said with a grin. The first time they had met, she had screamed and knocked him unconscious. She was deathly afraid of spiders, and he turned into one whenever he felt like it. It had been an inauspicious beginning to their friendship. "I hope you liked it, because there's more where that came from.""Shamira," Henry shouted from nearby, "jump back to the house to help. We'll gather up the corpses and do damage control."Shamira nodded, biting her bottom lip as she and Sebastian backed away from eac

"May I?" Arthur asked, his fingers brushing with the button to Shamira's pants."I hope so, otherwise this is going to be really tricky," Shamira joked, noticing him blush. "You two have done this before right?"Arthur blushed ever worse. "Sort of but . . . but someone like you was usually out of our league."That stung Shamira more than she let on. How many times had she thought that? According to Clara, it had only been a matter of confidence and persistence, but seeing other people who'd felt the same way she had just irked her sense of honor. Her hand stroked him gently in his pants while he unbuttoned hers, feeling the zipper slip down until it formed a "V" ending just above her sex. She'd gone without underwear for the occasion, something that Arthur seemed to appreciate.Shamira removed her hand and scooted back. "Kira, would you mind?" she asked pointing towards the top of her pants. Kira dutifully knelt and pulled them, pressing her face

"Are you sure? Weren't we supposed to turn left back there? I REALLY thought --""Bunny, we're looking for a county road, not an interstate," Sebastian said, grinning and watching Shamira grip the steering wheel that she was wanting to strangle it. Sebastian had been the one to propose a quick trip down to Macon to investigate the faerie colonies and disappearance, since Shamira was still sort of in Shane's doghouse.Shane had finally agreed, but had asked them to take Bunny along on her first enforcement mission. Before they left, Renata had chuckled and told Shamira that if Bunny didn't get out of the house for a bit, Clara was going to kill her. Clara could only handle so much of the overly perky new vampire, and that limit had been passed.So the three of them were driving all over the Macon area, making contact with faerie colonies and asking about any disappearances. They were out looking for the last colony on their list and were having a bit of tro

---------- --------------------Back at the house . . .---------- --------------------"You got into a shootout . . . with police," Shane said calmly, his voice as chilly as a winter night.Shamira was a little surprised by her chilly reception, but plowed forward regardless. "Yes sir. We tried to make a break for it, but they had a third car." She'd already explained everything, so she wasn't sure why she was repeating herself.Shane looked over at Sebastian. "And you felt this was the best course of action.""It was Shamira's call and yeah, I thought it was the right one. She tried to avoid loss of life first, but they weren't going to give a choice. They were hunting magical beings. She spotted the cuffs right off, they were behaving weird for cops, and then when we popped their magazines afterward and saw the silver bullets --""This was a very dangerous situation," Shane interrupted. "The Tribunal meeting is just a

----------- ---------------Two days later . . .----------- ---------------They had actually let Shamira out after of her cell after the first day, but she'd cursed at Banshee, spit on Shane, then turned and stepped back into the cell on her own. The hunger kicked in on the second day, and they actually slid her a blood pack which she refused to consume . . . at first. She hadn't eaten at all since before her trip down to Macon, and vampiric hunger was much more intense than anything she had experienced when human. She drank and cursed herself, though she wasn't sure why.In the last three days, she had gone from loving her new life, loving her purpose, and basking in the feel of family, to suddenly feeling about as alone as she ever remembered being. Shamira could never go back to being the woman she had been before, but she couldn't imagine being around any of these beings anymore. She knew that she'd brought a lot of it on herself, and she wi