I woke up to the sound of voices. I looked around the tattered room which I recognized was Cadewyn's spare room. The door creaked open and Tyler stepped inside.
"Hey Sunshine." He smiled. "You're up."
"How long was I out?" I asked, propping myself onto my elbows.
"Few hours." He shrugged, sitting on the foot of the bed. "Lucky Cadewyn got there when she did. If she didn't you'd be dead."
"Did she figure out what it was that poisoned me?"
"No. I've been helping her but there's nothing in the books she has."
"Nice to see you're up." Cadewyn stood in the doorway. "Took you long enough."
"Nice to see you too." I said.
"Always getting yourself into trouble aren't you?" She smirked. "Where'd you find this guy anyway?"
"Tyler and I met in Oklahoma. Saved my ass from a bunch of demons." I explained, sitting up. My shoulder ached and every move aggravated it.
"How the hell did you ever survive on your own?" Cadewyn asked.
"That's a mystery none of us may find out."
"We should get back to work finding out what was in that bullet." Tyler said. "You good to help Sunshine?" He stood up and held out a hand to help me up.
"I think I can manage." I took his hand and stood from the bed.
"Sunshine?" Cadewyn raised an eyebrow.
"Don't ask." She shrugged and led us to her large library.
"Any idea what they were that attacked us?" I asked, pulling a book from a shelf.
"Vetala." She said, leafing through the pages of an old, leather-bound book. "Demonic in origin, which is why you could kill them, but are immune to the wards."
"So, they were sent for us?" Tyler asked.
"Not for you." I said. "They were sent for me."
"Why would they want to get you?"
"Don't tell him." Cadewyn warned.
"Tell me what?" Tyler questioned.
"I have to tell him." I argued.
"Tell him and he'll leave. You know that."
"Can one of you tell me what the hell is going on?" Tyler yelled. Cadewyn gave me a dark look and shook her head. I ignored her.
"Crowley, the king of Hell, has been after me for most of my life, before I even knew about my magic."
"That's all he needs to know!" Cadewyn cut me off.
"Why shouldn't he know?" I questioned.
"How do you know he can be trusted?" I stopped. How could I possibly know? I'd just met the guy, how could I trust him so much already? I was never this trusting.
"Something's not right." I said finally. I went to one of the walls full of books and scanned for the one about Fey.
Cadewyn followed me. "What the hell are you doing?" She growled.
"Figuring out what the hell is going on." I pulled the book down form the shelf.
"I'd like to know what's going on too." Tyler said.
"What's that book gonna tell you?" Cadewyn questioned.
"Maybe nothing." I said. "But maybe it'll tell us why I can just trust him this easily. Why I started tripping over myself when I met him. Maybe it will tell me why I've been acting so out of character."
Cadewyn rolled her eyes. "I could tell you that!" She ripped the books from my hands.
"Then tell me." I challenged.
"Your magic!" She yelled.
"What do you mean my magic?" I asked.
"Not just your magic." She said. "His too." She nodded to Tyler.
"This isn't making any sense." I said. "What does out magic have to do with each other?"
"Are you blind? Or just oblivious?" Cadewyn snapped. "Have you not noticed how his powers are practically identical to yours? Have you even tried combining them yet?"
"Why would we?" I asked.
"Can someone just tell me what the hell is going on!" Tyler yelled.
"You're bonded!" Cadewyn snapped. "You don't realize that yet?"
"Bonded?" Tyler asked. "You mean like soul mates?"
"In a way yes." Cadewyn said, handing the book back to me. "See for yourself." I carefully turned the pages of the book, not knowing what to look for.
"What I'm I supposed to be seeing?" I asked.
"This." She flipped to a page with "Bonds" spelled out in curly handwriting.
"Oddly specific." I said, reading through the fading words.
A bond between two Fey is forged at birth. If the connection is established and strengthened, not only will powers combine, but the two who are bonded can tell when the other is in trouble and if the situation requires it, they can talk telepathically.
"See," She said. "Not exactly soul mates, but pretty damn close."
"So we can trust him." I closed the book. "You wanna know what's going on Tyler? Grab a seat. This'll take a while."