Wed, 7 Jun 2000 


A Guiding Darkness, Part 7
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by Madison



((after cheesy dream sequence))

Nick awoke with a start with a strangled scream caught in his throat. His 
forehead was dripping with bloodsweat and he could not seem to catch his 
breath. And he was ravenous.

These trips away from Natalie at her ‘time of the month’ had been giving him 
stranger and stranger dreams, worse each time.  He stumbled to the hotel mini 
bar and pulled out a familiar bottle, yanked out the cork and drank hungrily.
By the third healthy swallow, he grimaced and nearly spat it all out. It 
was cold. It was dead. It was not her.  His excuses for leaving would need to 
be more inventive. 

The dream of her naked was still burning behind his eyes.  How La Croix 
managed to get in there still made him shiver with revulsion.  LaCroix that 
close to his... Natalie?  He had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach 
that he was after her, or simply tormenting her.  But, until he could get his 
own desire under control, there was no way he could trust himself to be 
within a 20 mile radius of his luscious doctor. 

Still naked, he dragged himself to the bathroom and flipped on the glaring 
lights, wincing at the brightness. He looked fine, better having had 
something to drink.  But his eyes were still haunted.  He put down the bottle 
and splashed cold water over his face, watching the blood tainted water swirl 
down the drain.  Then, he smiled slowly, laughing to himself. Nudist colony?  
Mom? His laughter grew when he realized how ridiculous the dream had been.  
He turned off the light and left the bathroom.  

He opened the blinds and drapes to the hotel room and looked out at the 
night. The stars twinkling as they always have. The Goddess moon full and 
bright (that was usually Nat’s time, he said to himself, could never sit and 
joy a full moon with her. I’d be too busy trying to be a gentleman and 
not....’ he turned off his thoughts for a moment to catch his breath.) He 
did have a feeling LaCroix knew exactly why he was leaving town every month 
and he feared his father would use that against him and go after the one 
woman he truly cared about.  He knew LaCroix’s powers were strong, but had he 
been the one to implant the dream to clue Nick in on what he was doing?  
Maybe he should call Nat.  He reached for the phone when he remembered what 
had happened just before he left town....



((now - who was next?))

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