Anita turned her attention from Caleb to the car that had
just pulled up in her driveway. It was a Hummer. There was only one person she
knew who drove a Hummer, and he was definately one of the most dangerous people
she knew. It looked like Edward had a friend with him. Anita didn't know
whether or not to be happy about that. Edward's friends tended to be complete
sociopaths. Anita waddled over to the car not bothering to put up her browning.
She couldn't help the waddling as she was in her third trimester. Bert was
going to let her start her maternity leave next week but she hadn't done a
raising since her sixth month. She still had to go in for consultations
however. She hadn't planned on getting pregnant but it was the price of one too
many fun bathtub times with Jean Claude. Surprisingly he was ecstatic about the
idea of Anita having his child. Richard on the other hand hadn't taken it so
well. When he heard the news, he headed towards Tennessee and hadn't been back
since. Micha had greeted it with his usual " anything to be with you
dear" style, but Anita thought that inside he felt betrayed.
Edward got out of the car and walked towards her, his face
was unreadable. He was dressed in assassian chic, black boots, black pants,
black shirt, and black vest that probably hid his shoulder holster. A woman got
out of the passenger side door. She was dressed in black combat boots, black
jeans, and a white T-shirt with a oversized puke green jacket that had the
sleeves rolled up around her tinny wrists. Anita couldn't even begin to guess
what she was packing, but seince she was with Edward, chances were in favor of
her having something very deadly. She was about Anita's size. Her brown hair
was pulled into a braid but Anita could tell by the waves on the top of her
head that it would be curly if let out. What little skin that was showing was
very pale, yet had a slight golden tint to it that had nothing to do with the
sun. As Anita got closer she could start to see the woman's veins blue through
her skin. "Anita, looks like you got your love life straightened out. I'm
very sorry, but I wont be able to stay, I have a job to take care of. Mel here
will help you deal with your pest problem. Think of her as me with tits. Before
I go I just have to know who is the father? Fur Boy, or Fang Face?"
"None of your damn business Edward!"
While they were talking, the woman identified as Mel had
removed three man-sized duffel bags from the back of the Hummer and a small
hard plastic case. She was carrying them towards Anita's house. Anita
recognized the case. It was a custem designed padded carrier for a Heckler and
Koch MP5-K. Anita had tried desperately to get a hold of one of those guns but
to no avail. They were small, easily concealable, and very accurate for a
sub-machine gun. Anita wondered now many of the duffels were devoted to other
toys.
"What the hell is she doing?"
"Mel is going to be staying at your place to make sure
Olaf dosn't try to attack you here." Edward said smirkingly as he got back
into the Hummer. "Don't worry Anita, you will be as safe as if I were
here."
"That's exactly what I am worried about."
But it was no use, Edward was already driving away. Anita
sighed and turned back towards the house. Time to face the beast that right now
was making herself at home in Anita's house.