Call to Arms (War of the Fae: Book 2) (50 page)

“Tony?
 
Do you have someone in your room?”

Tony got a panicked look on his face.
 
“No, Mom!
 
It’s my music!”

“Well, turn it down.
 
It’s way past your bedtime.”

Finn snickered but had the decency to look chagrined when he saw my dirty look.
 
All we needed was for Tony to think we were laughing at him.
 
Sure, his mom was a clueless idiot and obviously nearly deaf, but that wasn’t Tony’s fault.

I whispered to the group.
 
“Listen, we’re not getting anywhere with this.
 
Besides, there’s no point anyway.
 
Tony’s coming with us, and we need to go.”
 
I looked at Tony, my eyes begging him.
 
“You’re still coming, right?”

“Yeah, I’m still coming.
 
But I want to hear what Ben has to say first.
 
He’s my friend, Jayne.
 
I know you don’t like that, but that’s how it is.
 
I owe him the chance to give me his side of the story.”

Ben smiled.
 
“Tony is a fair person.
 
He’s always been willing to listen.
 
Maybe you can take minute to listen too, Jayne.
 
You might be surprised to hear what I have to say.”

“
Pfft
,
not likely.”

Jared stepped up, his hands held out in peace.
 
“Why don’t we take this outside or somewhere we can talk.
”
 
He glanced at Ben and then me.
 
“Neutral territory, a place everyone would feel comfortable.”

Ben nodded.
 

I looked around and everyone else seemed to think it was a good idea.
 
I was more in favor of just getting the hell out of there and never looking back, but I had to be fair to Tony.
 
I didn’t want him leaving here thinking I had anything to hide.

“Fine.
 
Where?”

“How about the all-night diner, over by the school?” suggested
Tony.

We all nodded.
 
Two seconds later, Ben’s form began to fade.
 
“See you there,” was the last thing he said before he disappeared in a puff of black smoke and wind.

I looked at Tony and saw that his eyes were bugging out of his head.
 

I scoffed.
 
“Yeah.
 
You trust this guy.
 
Fucking demon fae or whatever he is.”
 
I shook my head, walking to the window and looking out.
 
Ben wasn’t out there.
 
I wondered how far he could go with that
disappeary-smokey
thing.

I gestured to the guys.
 
“You guys go ahead.
 
I’m going to help Tony get some stuff together.”
 
I looked at Chase.
 
“Please be extra careful with Tim.
 
I’m going to see if I can find something to put him in.”
 

Chase nodded in acquiescence.
 
The others climbed out the window wordlessly while Tony and I watched.
 
Once we were alone, I turned to him.

“You need to pack a couple things – just what you can’t live without.
 
There will be clothes and stuff for you there.”

“For me where?” asked Tony, not moving.

“At the compound.
 
Where we live.”

Tony looked distressed.

“Listen.
 
Here’s the deal.
 
Once we get there and you get a full tour and know everything that’s going on, you will have the choice to stay or go.
 
You had that chance once before, but you chose to come home.
 
I think it’s because you didn’t know everything then.
 
Now I can make sure you know it all.
 
I’m pretty sure once you do, you will choose to stay.”

“So I can come back if I decide I want nothing to do with this stuff?”

I shook my head in frustration.
 
“Yes.
 
But Tony, you’re not going to.
 
Ben being here is proof of that.
 
Either way you’re getting involved.
 
You’re either going to come in voluntarily with us, or you’re going to get dragged in by Ben.
 
You’re important to him for some reason he isn’t telling us.
 
And you’re important to me because you’re my best friend.”

“What about Tim?
 
I thought he was your new best friend.”

I smiled.
 
“Jealous?”

Tony smiled slightly.
 
“No.
 
Not much.”

“Well, you have nothing to worry about; no one can take your place in my heart.
 
You’re going to love him though.
 
Just be glad you can’t hear him.”

“You can?
 
How?”

“Witch’s spell.
 
I’ll explain about that later.”

“Why don’t I want to be able to hear him?”

“Let’s just say pixies are gassy.”

Tony got a disgusted look.
 
“Oh, geez.”

“Yeah.
 
Tell me about it.
 
Come on, let’s pack.
 
What do you want to bring?”

Tony looked around his room, walking over to pick up the picture of him and me that had the broken frame from being thrown against the wall by him the other day.
 
I had seen him throw it when I visited his room traveling through the gray with the help of my friend Gregale, a gray elf.
 
That’s when I really knew how much trouble Tony was in.

He pulled the frame apart and took the picture out, tucking it into his back pocket and throwing the frame in his trashcan.
 
He reached down and picked up a sweatshirt from the floor, tugging it over his head.
 
Last, he sat on the edge of his bed and pulled on his boots.

“Do you have something I could put Tim in?”

Tony gestured towards his closet with his head as he tied his bootlaces.
 
“In there.”

I went over and opened the door, pushing junk aside until I found an old shoebox.
 
Then I went to his pillow and pulled the pillowcase off, using it to line the inside of the box to make it more comfortable for Tim.

Tony stood and went to his desk, pulling a piece of paper out of his printer.
 

“I’m gonna leave my parents a note.”

“What are you going to tell them?”

“That I’m leaving for a while and I’ll call them later.”

“Tell them you’ll send them an email.
 
We have computers there but not phones.”

Tony shrugged.
 
“Okay.”
 
He finished, folding the paper and putting it on his pillow.
 
He pulled up his covers so the bed looked neater.
 
His dirty clothes went next, kicked into a pile in the corner of the room.
 
Tony looked around, throwing up his hands and letting them drop to his sides.

“Ready?” I asked.

“I guess so.”

“Come on.”
 
I wanted to get the heck out of there before he changed his mind.

We climbed out of the window and went to the edge of his porch roof, using the nearby fence to climb down.
 
The guys were waiting for us in the front yard.

I walked up to Chase and held the box out.
 
“Will you put Tim in here, please?”

Chase carefully lowered him in.
 
I took the box back and looked inside.
 
My little buddy was still out cold.
 
I covered him as gently as I could with the edge of the pillowcase and put the box lid on.
 
“Hang on tight, Tim.
 
I’m gonna get you back so Maggie can fix you right up.”

I fought the feelings of sadness that started to well up, shoving them down hard.
 
I could not go into this showdown with Ben feeling all weepy and weak.
 
There was no downplaying the seriousness of this meeting.
 
I was fighting for Tony’s life.
 
There would be time for crying over Tim later – when I had all my guys on a plane, headed back to the Green Forest.

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