Just a Little Pixie Dust

Jacob (Chapter 19.)

Tink was something else really… I wasn’t really sure why it was so hard for her to accept something so obvious but here we were still arguing about it. I was more than sure that when i came back we’d be right back to the denial half of this whole thing. Getting those kisses though, and her to surrender when I did kiss her? It was more than I could’ve asked for and I was practically floating from it. 

Will would be proud, I actually tried to get what I wanted for once in my life. Though I wasn’t sure how long it’d be until she actually gave in to more than that… maybe years from now but I waited this long, I’d wait longer if I had to. Getting into my car I started it up and pulled out heading in the direction of the Pharmacy. I had to pick up this damn prescription. Though Tink had managed to save me from that explosion she still hadn’t been able to save me from the physical damage my body was enduring. 

I had internal bruising and external, as well as what they thought was pressure on my brain but it wasn’t critical enough to hospitalize me especially if I took my medication. That was the plan, pick it up, take some and spend the night trying to get Tink to come around. That was as long as Izzy didn’t come around, the one thing I’d heard on my way out the door was the ringtone on her phone that was the sound of Izzy calling. 

Shaking my head I focused on the road, driving slow enough that if anything happened I’d be fine  in the end and no one would be hurt too badly. Especially the mundane ones, they were the ones I worried about the most. Blinking rapidly, I stared hard down the street realizing though that something was up, did i get a concussion? No that would’ve been more prominent before now, what was going on?

“Jacob, did you think it was that easy?” A voice coo’d in my ear. 

I hit my brakes as hard as I could, grabbing for my gun that was missing from the middle compartment. That was when i felt the metal pressed against my temple and I knew damn well what that was. s**t. 

“Pull the car over and park it.” 

I didn’t have a choice, I knew I didn’t. Pulling the car over into a small alley way I parked it and sat as still as I could, this wasn’t something I expected to have happen. And with how blurry my vision was? I couldn’t do anything in response. Shoving a hand in my pocket I fished out my card to the office and let it fall before pushing off my family ring. 

If anyone found this damn car, they’d find that. And i was hoping on it being Tink that found this, she was smarter than she looked and I knew if she looked hard enough she’d find it but if she didn’t well.. I knew well who would and it’d be someone at the office. The thing about my family ring, it’d replay the last moments of the owner even if he wasn’t wearing it. That was after all how me and Will always got each other out of some bad situations, the only problem with this idea was it was blood magic.

My family's blood magic at that. Saying a prayer that Will would show up at some point I closed my eyes and listened as whoever was in my car got out and opened my door, grabbing my arm roughly and jerking me out. 

“Get out, Jacob, you’re better than that aren’t you?” She hissed, “Oh that’s right, the poison is setting in by now isn’t it?” 

I glanced up at her unable to move at this point, my vision going in and out. She tsk’d at me and I finally got a good look at her. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin… “You?” I got out

“Yes, me, don’t worry darling everything will be taken care of in due time.”

“But you’re supposed to be in a coma…” 

“Fake, actually.” She smiled jerking on me once more hard enough that I fell out of the car to the ground. “Fake for almost forty years actually.” 

I laid there taking in what was happening and watched as she pulled hair from a bag and placed it carefully in the car. What was she doing? That wasn’t her hair was it… Who..

“Your little fairy won’t be helping you any time soon, Jake-boy.” She giggled. “Phillip, help me get him in the van, we need to move quickly.” 

I felt them heeft me up and start dragging me towards the van, when I looked towards the car I caught sight of the tabby cat sitting on the roof, his bright yellow eyes practically glowing before a slow grin crossed over its face and it vanished into the dark. Cheshire saw it then? That was good and bad. 

I knew he’d tell someone, the problem was, would they understand? I had hoped they would.