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Caleb 31 - Unbound
I had butterflies in my stomach as we drove to the airstrip to meet the jet. I had decided to take my truck and park there so that we wouldn't have to inconvenience anybody else when we got back. I was so nervous, I very nearly forgot Ness's birthday present. Only a timely comment from Jules spared me that embarrassment; it was a cautionary tale, but I wasn't in any state to learn the lesson.
The jet was parked on the apron when we arrived at the airport, but Gerry was nowhere to be seen. Jules called him. He was on his way and would be there in about fifteen minutes. Despite that small delay, we were in the air less than forty minutes later.
The flight was uneventful; we arrived at the farm just under three hours later. Mary and Amanda had both been steadying me with their power, and Jules had held my hand most of the way up. I had no idea why I was so nervous, and yet I felt nauseated. The closer I got to the farm, the worse I felt.
When we pulled up at the front of the house, things got so bad that I nearly puked; I couldn't even sense whether the twins had eased up. I sat in the car while all the girls got out, and then I sidled out. Terra was standing by the car, waiting for me, her tail wagging gently. While the other dogs were mugging the three girls, Terra simply walked up to me and pushed her head into my hand. I knelt in front of her and petted her head. She huffed gently into my face and then dropped her head and pushed against my chest. It made me feel better.
I looked across to the house, and Pops and Cheryl were standing on the porch, smiling. Of Ness, there was no sign.
I picked up my bag and one other - I don't remember whose - and walked across to them. Pops gave me a brief hug. I got a longer hug and a peck on the cheek from Cheryl.
"Good to see you," she said. "You look about how Ness does right now."
"Where is she?" I asked.
"Hiding in her room," said Pops. "She's been like a cat on hot bricks all morning."
"I know how she feels," I murmured - half to myself, but they heard all the same.
"Go talk to her," said Pops. "Her birthday is on Tuesday. Use the time before then to talk through everything. Jules also tells me that you are going to try and remove the bond while you are here?"
"Yes," I said. "I want to do that today, before I do anything else. That way I can rebuild the connection and make sure everything is good before we leave. I am confident it will all go to plan, but even then, it's going to be uncomfortable for all of us, at least for a short while."
"Okay then," said Pops. "Go talk to Ness and bring her down for dinner."
The girls stayed with Dean and Cheryl, and I walked with trepidation up the stairs. Ness's bedroom door was closed, and I knocked on it timidly.
The door opened and she stood there, gazing up at me.
"Caleb," she said quietly.
"Can I come in?" I asked. She nodded, stepping away from the door. She went and sat on the edge of her bed. I felt a distance between us that I hadn't felt before. I wondered if Jules had been right about her having found someone else.
"Ness," I said. "You and I have a lot to talk about."
"It's alright," she said. "I figured it out. There's no need to worry."
I stopped, a little confused. "Figured what out?" I asked.
"That you were going to come and have this talk with me," she said. "About how it was not such a good idea us being together, and how we are just..."
"Ness?" I interrupted her. "What are you prattling on about?"
"I felt it," she said. "In the bond. How you were getting so nervous about talking to me."
"And you thought that meant I didn't..."
"Doesn't it?" she asked, almost angrily.
"Nothing could be further from the truth," I said. "Ness, I love you, and desperately want you to be with us. I was scared to talk to you because I have things to tell you that might mean that
you
might change your mind. I so want you, and I so want this week - your birthday - to be perfect for you.
"If I'm honest, I'm a little scared about our first time together too. I am so desperate for you to have the experience that you deserve that I'm scared I'll disappoint you."
"So, you still want me?" she asked in the smallest voice.
"For as long as you want to be with us," I reassured her, "I - we - want you."
She flung her arms around me and bawled into my shirt for a few minutes while I held her, trying to comfort her.
"We still have stuff to do," I said, "and to talk about. But it is all going to be up to you. The decision will be completely yours, after our talk, if you still want to join us."
"You're talking about you having sex with other people, outside the group?" she asked.
"Among other things," I said. "Let's go downstairs and settle everyone down. Your parents are worried for you, as are Jules and the girls. Cheryl has dinner ready. Then we need to sort out the bond. Then the four of us need to spend some quality time together and discuss all we need to talk about. After that, you have a decision to make."
"You know I already made it," she said, looking at me earnestly.
"I want to make sure," I replied. "There is so much that I need you to be sure of, and something else that Jules reminded me of the other day. I want you to know one hundred percent what you are signing up for - because once I have you, I'm never letting you go."
She gave me a lop-sided smile then. "I thought this meant we had already decided all that." She held up her hand, where she was wearing the engagement ring.
"That's a statement of intent," I replied. I held out my hand. "Come on, let's go down."
"You go," she said. "I want to wash my face first. I'll be down in a second."
I walked back down the stairs and joined the others in the kitchen.
"Where's Ness?" asked Mary.
"Just washing her face," I said. "She felt my nerves through the bond and convinced herself that I was going to break off our engagement."
Cheryl put her hand to her mouth. "Why would she think that?" she asked. "And why were you nervous?"
"Lots of reasons," I said. "We need to have a serious chat about our lifestyle, after which Ness may decide that it isn't for her. I need to drop all the bonds in order to remove the one that is causing us issues. I am certain I can do it, but there are nerves about that too. And..." I didn't finish that thought.
Cheryl looked at me "And?"
I shook my head. "Never mind," I said.
"He's afraid that he'll disappoint her in the bedroom," said Jules. "There has been so much build up to it she must have major expectations. And now, he has to deliver."
"I can't see that being a problem," giggled Cheryl.
I groaned and put my head in my hands. At that point Ness came into the kitchen. She went and hugged the twins, then Jules. Then she came and stood in front of me.
"I don't have any expectations," she said, lifting my chin and gazing into my face. "I just need to know, in that moment, that you love me. If I feel that, then I will be the happiest girl alive." Before I could react, she gave me a quick kiss on my lips. It was almost chaste.
She sat down beside me at the table, and we began to eat dinner.
We fell into our normal routine after that. We all helped to clear up after dinner, and then, as expected, Dean grabbed the beers and headed out onto the deck. I duly followed. It was cold, but that didn't seem to bother him, and it didn't really bother me either.
"I hear that a white supremacist compound got raided in Montana," he said as I sat down and picked up my beer.
"Where did you hear that?" I asked.
"Vince," he said. "He said that there is a lot of chatter about a new power user. You're being noticed, Caleb."
"Is that a good or a bad thing?" I asked.
"Both," he said. "Keep your eyes open and your wits about you. Watch your six."
"I try to," I said. "The girls are all learning martial arts with me now. I've got a new trick to give them a head start, too. They'll still have to work their muscles, but they'll be fast-tracked on the knowhow."
"Good idea," he said, "and also, wow, that's one hell of a new trick. Can you shoot?"
"I've never really tried," I replied.
"I'll teach you," he said. "I guess the FBI will want you to learn, but I can show you things that their instructors will not. I know people have strong opinions about guns, but I hope you don't think that your powers are going to let you take some special moral stance. You go into law enforcement or the military, and you don't have that luxury anymore, period. If the brass says you carry, you carry. If they say you don't, you keep one close anyway."
I got the feeling that he was avoiding talking about Ness, and I understood. No father wants to talk to the daughter's boyfriend about him taking her virginity.
We finished our beers in silence, and then, contrary to normal habit, we went back into the house and joined the girls in the living room. It was too cold for them to come out onto the deck.
As we sat down, Amanda looked up and asked, "When are you going to deal with the bond?"
"I was thinking we could either do it tonight, or tomorrow morning." I replied. "Tonight may be better, because then we will have an entire night to recover.