Louise saw the look on Kevyn's face and stopped mid-sentence. She was almost afraid to ask what happened in the few short minutes that she and Nathan had been gone.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Barb is what happened!" Kevyn snapped.
"Barb?" Louise asked confused, "She's not coming until Saturday."
"Yeah well, she just called, she's at the airport."
"What? What are we going to do?" Louise asked.
"What do you mean what are we going to do? I've been dying to see this movie." Kevyn said. "I'm not changing plans because she decided to show up early."
Kevyn took out her cell phone and dialed Barb's number.
"Barb, you're going to have to catch a cab to the hotel.... We were just leaving when you called and no we're not changing our plans to come get you, you weren't supposed to get here until Saturday... then walk! Do you have a piece of paper? I'm going to give you the address to the hotel; they'll be expecting you. Yes, yes... "We'll call you tomorrow. Bye Barb." Kevyn said hanging up on Barb who was still talking.
Kevyn laughed, she couldn't help it.
"She is royally pissed that she has to spend money on a cab. Come on or we'll be late for the movie."
In spite of herself, Louise started to giggle as she imagined Barb's reaction to being told that she had to catch a cab. She covered her lips with the tips of her fingers like her mother used to do when she giggled as if she was embarrassed to be caught laughing. Nathan looked down at her, noticed the tiny dimples at the corner of her mouth, and wanted to touch them. His goal for the night was to see her smile without covering her mouth. He suspected that she had a smile and a fun loving side that that few if anyone had ever seen.
"Whose idea was it to come to a popular movie the second night of opening?" Kevyn grumbled as they stood in line several minutes later.
"That would be you." Patrick teased as he pulled her back into him and kissed her neck.
"Why didn't you stop me?" she teased back.
"Because I wanted to see it too." Patrick replied.
Louise watched the easy manner in which Patrick and Kevyn interacted and wondered if she would ever be that relaxed around someone. She was aware of Nathan standing closely behind her but not touching. All he would have to do is take a tiny step forward and he would be as close to her as Patrick was to Kevyn.
The line moved quickly with Kevyn and Louise heading for the theater to get seats and Patrick and Nathan going to the concession stand. While they waited, Patrick talked with Nathan.
"How are things?" He asked.
"Good, why do you ask?" Nathan replied.
"Kevyn is having a hard time with not being able to talk with Louise about what's happening between you and Louise. I explained to her how things were and she understands but there's a lot of guilt about things that I won't go into without her permission and things that are really for Louise to tell you."
"What do you need from me?" Nathan asked looking at Patrick.
"I'm not sure exactly... could you talk to Kevyn? I think that she wants to give you the if you hurt my sister I'm going to kick your ass speech. I also think it will fulfill the need that she has to protect her. Am I making sense?"
"You're making sense and I understand." Nathan replied. "I have a little knowledge of what happened back in Pittsburgh and I don't mind talking with her if it will help and I would like to know her a little better."
"Thank you Nathan, I appreciate it."
"I should be thanking you." Nathan said with a smile, "You brought my mate to me although you didn't know who she was, so thank you."
***
Louise and Kevyn managed to find four seats that were far enough back that Nathan and Patrick's height wouldn't be too much of a problem but close enough so that Louise who was the shortest of them at 5'4 would be able to see the screen. They each took an outer seat to reserve the ones in the middle until the guys came and then they would rearrange themselves.
"Hey look, there's two seats there!" someone called out.
The owner of the voice called down to Louise, "Hey lady, can you move down two seats?"
"I'm sorry but these seats are taken." Louise replied politely.
"Where are the people sitting there then? The movie's going to start in a few minutes." the man said.
Kevyn was on the phone with Barb who was still angry at having to take a cab to the hotel and didn't notice what was happening just three seats down from her.
One of the men, the one who hadn't spoken tried to climb over Louise to get to the seat next to her.
"Hey!" Louise objected as she pushed at the man who was being followed by his friend. "Stop it!"
Hearing the commotion, Kevyn looked up in time to see Louise trying to keep two men from taking the seats reserved for Patrick and Nathan. She stood up and faced the bigger of the two men, "These seats are saved."
The man seemed not to hear her and tried to push past her. The thing that amazed Kevyn was that the theater was full, there were people all around and no one was offering to help. Suddenly the man standing closest to Louise let out a howl of pain.
"Fuck! What did you do to me?" he screamed at Louise who was as confused as he was because she hadn't touched him.
"I believe that the lady told you that these seats were taken." Nathan said stepping up to the man, "You have two options, you can either find another seat or leave but if you insist on these seats...."
"No... it's all good just a misunderstanding!" one of the men said as he pushed his partner out of the way and rushed off.
When they were gone, Nathan made Louise move so that he was sitting on the outside of her on her right; Kevyn sat to her left with Patrick on the outside of her.
"Sweetheart are you alright?" Nathan asked Louise noticing that she was looking slightly green around the gills.
"I'm just really thirsty." she replied.
Nathan and Patrick looked at each other and back at Louise. Neither of them had done anything to the man who tried to take their seats, which meant it had been either Kevyn or Louise and all bets were on Louise.
"Here, drink this." Nathan said handing her the large plastic cup of cola.
Louise took the large cup in both hands and gulped it down stopping only once for air. By the time she was finished with it, her color was much better and she felt better. When she realized that she drank the entire contents of the cup, she blushed.
"I'm so sorry...."
"Don't be, I like a woman who can hold her soda." Nathan teased. "I'll be right back with a refill." he said.
As he waited in line for a refill, he tried to figure out what had happened. He and Patrick had just gotten to the row of seats just as the man howled in pain. He had the feeling that life with Louise was not going to be dull in the least. He also suspected that she was much more than an empath. The question was what?
***********
Barb got off the plane and looked around. She had never been in such a large airport and was looking forward to the ride in the limo that Kevyn was going to send for her and wondered if it would have a stocked bar. As soon as she was able, she called Kevyn to let her know that she had arrived.
She smiled at Kevyn's shocked voice, "You're where?"
The smile didn't last for long, it was gone a few minutes later when Kevyn called her back and told her to take a cab to the hotel and that they weren't going to change their plans just because she decided to come earlier than planned. Her anger grew when she realized that baggage claim was at the far end of the airport and she was wearing high-heels because she wanted to look the part of a high society woman being picked up by a limo. It felt as if she had walked miles before she finally reached the baggage claim and her feet felt as if they were about to fall off.
During her walk, she called Kevyn not once but twice asking if she could send a car for her to which Kevyn responded to by laughing at her.
"Car? What do you think this is? Take the cab and I'll call you sometime tomorrow."
After the second phone call making the same request and getting the same answer, Barb gave up and made her way to baggage claim. An hour and a half later, she was standing in the lobby of a nice hotel but it wasn't anywhere near as lavish as the one in Pittsburgh. She walked up to the counter, put on her best flirty smile and announced her presence.
"Yes Ms. Simpson, Mr. Sinclaire told us that you would be arriving and asked me to give you this envelope."
Barb looked at the envelope for a second before taking it from the clerk's hand.
"If you will sign here please." he said as he slid a form across the counter. "My name is Hans and I will be personally attending to your needs during your stay. My extension is written on the corner of the card attached to your receipt."
"Do you live here?" Barb asked.
"I only stay when Mr. Sinclaire has a guest that he feels might need some extra attention." Hans explained. "If you're ready, I'll escort you to your room."
"Room? Don't you have suites?"
"Yes we do but Mr. Sinclaire didn't authorize a suite. If you will follow me please."
Barb grumbled but Hans appeared not to hear her and if he did, he didn't respond.
"Your room is on the third floor...."
"The third floor? Don't you have anything higher up?"
Hans ignored her and kept walking giving Barb no choice but to follow him.