Chapter 84
“Holy shit! She remembers!” Elliott said, drawing Cassidy’s eyes to him.
“What’s happening?” Cassidy asked. “Why am I tied to this bed?”
“Cassidy, do you… do you really know who I am?” Brandon asked, startled.
“Yeah, of course I do. You’re my husband. What is happening?”
They all turned their attention to Heather who wasn’t talking yet. It was clear that whatever she’d done to get Cassidy back, it had all but drained Heather completely. “Is it safe to untie her, Heather?” Elliott asked.
Heather slowly nodded, and all three of the others moved to untie Cassidy who sat up all the way and rubbed at her wrists. “What happened to me?” she asked again.
“Holland,” Jo said. “She hit you with some sort of magical beam of light, and it knocked you through a wall. You lost all of your memories. You didn’t remember who or what you were.”
“Are you shitting me?” Cassidy asked, her mouth hanging open for a moment. Brandon untied her hands, and Cassidy absently rubbed her wrists. “Damn. That seems like something a person would remember.”
“You literally didn’t remember anything, though,” Elliott reminded her. “Heather’s been trying to figure out how to put your memories back in your head together for weeks.”
Cassidy turned to stare at Heather who looked slightly more energized. “Heather!” she exclaimed. “What are you doing here?” She flung herself over to the blonde and wrapped her arms around her. “I’ve missed you so much.”
Heather’s arms came up around Cassidy, too, but her grip was a lot weaker than her counterpart. “I’m glad to see you, too, sweet pea,” Heather managed.
Cassidy let go of her. “Thank you for coming to find me.”
Heather’s smile widened. “I couldn’t let you linger in there where no one else could find ya, honey.”
“How did you do it, Heather?” Elliott asked. “What was different about today than all of the other tries?”
“Well,” Heather said with a loud sigh. “I tried a different tactic. This whole damn time, I’ve been workin’ so hard to find each little thread and tie it all back together. Well, this time I went in there like a hornet and started orderin’ things around, makin’ things happen. I wasn’t takin’ no for an answer!”
“So you ordered her memories to come back to the surface?” Brandon asked, confused. The others exchanged confused glances as well as Heather nodded.
“I guess you could say that.”
“Well, whatever you did, thank you, Heather.” Jo said. Then turning back to her aunt, she said, “We needed you back ASAP because we’ve got to make a trip back stateside. “
“What? Why?” Cassidy asked. “I thought we were going after Holland.”
“We are, but first we’ve got to go save Jamie and the others from Crimson Crotch. He’s going to kill them if we don’t rescue them. Margie’s closing in, but Scott wants us there, too, and I agree. We can’t let anything happen to Jamie. All of us owe him our lives for one reason or another.”
Cassidy gave a firm nod. “I’m in. As soon as someone unties my legs from the bed.”
“Oh, sorry,” Brandon said, reaching for the ties. “Wait a minute. Can you do it yourself, Cass? Can you use your powers to free yourself?”
“Oh, yeah,” Cassidy said, like she had forgotten she was a Hybrid and had the ability to do just about anything she wanted to do. Cassidy stuck her hands out in the direction of where she was attached to the bed, and a moment later, she was unhooked. She levitated herself up off of the bed for good measure and landed on her feet at the end of the bed. “Man, are my muscles sore,” she said. Then she stuck her nose in her armpit and said, “And I need a fucking shower.”
“You can say that again.” Brandon wrapped his arms around her and held her close, and the others decided to give the happy couple a few moments of privacy.
Jo had an attack to plan, not to mention she had no idea how they were going to get back to the US. It had been hard enough getting to Russia to begin with. It was too bad Cassidy couldn’t just fly them all over on broomsticks or something.
Elliott helped Heather out into the living room to a couch where she sat down and rested her head back, staring up at the ceiling. Lucas came over, a questioning look on his face. “Don’t tell me you…. Did you do it?”
Heather raised one thumb in the air before she dropped it back to the couch.
Lucas turned to Jo, his eyebrows still raised. “She did it,” Jo assured him. “The deal is on.”
“Well, I’ll be damned,” Lucas said, but he was smiling. Jo knew he’d keep his end of the bargain. That was one Vampire she knew she could trust.
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