49: Strange Bedfellows – Pt. 1

“Nana, please answer your phone! This is close to my 10^th message and I’ve still not heard back from you.” Victoria sighed and switched ears, successfully managing to multitask while prepping breakfast for her and Derrick. She flipped the skillet, tossing the pancake up and catching it before lowering the heat on the burner. “It’s really important I talk to you. I need to know what to do next. Call me back, please.”

“Still haven’t heard from Loretta?” Derrick’s voice took her by momentary surprise.

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48: To Hell and Back- Pt. 3

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“You think maybe we should have left Loretta a note, you know, just in case?”

“Oh sure like what? ‘Hey Nana, Derrick and I teleported to a Hell dimension but we should be back soon, pick you up a knickknack on the way home, love you!’?”

“Well not quite as sarcastic but yeah. Her magic is more practiced, Victoria, and if something were to go wrong here with us, we’d have an anchor to help pull us back.” Derrick explained as the two made their way towards the ruined cathedral. “I’m glad you’re feeling better. I was really worried.”

“What? Oh, yeah. Sorry if I scared you. But I actually feel stronger.”

“No, don’t be silly, Victoria. I shouldn’t have fed from you. I could have really…I could have killed you.”

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47: To Hell and Back- Pt. 2

Victoria awoke with a dark haze looming over her eyes. Grogginess clouded her mind like thick smoke billowing from a chimney on a cold winter’s morning. She blinked hard and shook her head to try and clear the fog. Standing on unsure footing, she immediately stumbled into a wall, knocking over a tray of fresh baked breads. “What? Where am I?” she wondered, dazed and confused.

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46: To Hell and Back - Pt. 1

Derrick stood as Loretta entered the den where he sat with his head lowered into his hands thinking about the woman laid up in the back bedroom. His eyes moved to hers solemnly and took in the grim expression of her stare as she pinned him in place in the middle of the room. Slowly he forced his legs to move forward coming to stop just in front of his old friend as he glanced up the stairs in a gesturing motion. “How is she?” he asked and tucked his hands into his pockets, removing them and anxiously folding them in front of him.

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45: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 3

“Tommy Calabrese is currently in police custody. He is being held at the Avondale Police Department until a bail hearing is set. In a move that shocked millions around the country including members of his own family the long time Italian Godfather and rumored gangster has confessed to his part in over a dozen unsolved homicides including the recent assassination and beheading of Former Avondale Police Detective Michael Rizzitello’s brother and sister-in-law. Stay tuned to WXKY Channel 10 News for more on this developing story.” Every station in town and even some national media outlets were all covering the same story. Last week, Tommy ‘The Breeze’ Calabrese had turned himself in. For many it had come as a surprise but for Victoria and Mike, it was a long time coming.

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44: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 2

“Derrick?” Victoria called as she rounded the corner to his living room. He was sitting in his favorite chair reading and looked up at her with a smile as she entered.

“Hello, Beautiful!”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you had company. I’ll um; I’ll come back a little later when you’re alone.”

“Victoria?” She stopped and turned to face him as he slid from his seat and started towards her. “What are you talking about? I don’t have any company.” Glancing over his shoulder, the man she saw sitting on the couch beside him was gone and she gasped.

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43: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 1

Victoria awoke with a start, her eyes slowly adjusting to the ginger candlelit hue of the room she laid in as her hands rubbed over her face. Her damp tresses swept wildly over her head and she brushed them back sleepily as she sat up. Air from the vent above the bed licked at her exposed flesh, causing her nipples to alert her of the cool conditions of the room and she pulled the blanket tighter over her shoulders.

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42: The Burning Question – Pt. 3

“Victoria, what are you doing out here?” Derrick asked in shock as he opened his front door to find the detective dripping wet on his welcome mat. “It’s pouring rain, you could get sick!” He replied and reached a hand toward her with genuine concern. A quiver of awareness edged through her body at the mere touch of his hand on her cheek. And there it was again.

Victoria had tried to fight the urge to face him; to walk up to his door and see him after the fool she’d made of herself the night of Devereux’s party. And yet she allowed her legs to carry her here. And now she stood in front of the one man who, for the past week, had been avoiding her. Pulling away as if she’d been burned by his fingers, she took a step back, blinking several times to gather her wits about her. He watched her with his eyes narrowed and expectant, waiting for her to speak.

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41: The Burning Question – Pt. 2

This isn’t right, this can’t be happening right now, Victoria thought as she stood in the waiting room listening to the Doctor tell her they were doing their best to stabilize Mike. She couldn’t understand what he was saying, as if all of a sudden the doctor spoke a different language and none of this was real. There was no way she was standing in front of this man listening to him tell her that her partner may not pull through or that he may not be able to continue in his line of work. 

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