Miss Nobody Ch 46

Chapter 46

RING BELL FOR SERVICE

Late Morning Day 25

The delicious aroma from the lunch I was bringing the Sheriff, Bishop, filled my small VW Bug quickly. I had been too nervous to ask the men in the kitchen for something to go. So I stopped at a little Diner in town before heading to the Sheriff's Station, which was on the outskirts of Moonlit Mountain.

The mountain roads leading to the station wound through dense forest. Most of the trees were Pines and Cedars, which stayed green all year long but spatterings of red and orange leaves dotted the woods and let me know, it was, in fact, close to Halloween and Dia De Los Muertos the day after.

It was smart of Jess to choose that day to do something with the Portal. The veils between the living and the dead were at their thinnest this time of year. She would have an easier time accomplishing her task. Whatever it may be.

I couldn't remember the last time I looked at my calendar. The days blurred into weeks and so much had happened since I came to Moonlit Mountain. I parked and grabbed the food bag, heading into the small Police Station.

Moonlit Mountain was a small town and even though the paranormal activity was high, the station was small and undermanned.

I guess it's hard to keep people around when it comes to curses and the strange. And boyfriends that kill them. You don't know Jonny killed the deputy and his uncle for sure. Ha! I laughed at myself.

It was chilly in the station despite the sparks shooting from an outlet between two filing cabinets. Haven't had their electrical problems fixed yet. Officer Cathy and her partner's desks were empty. A bell on the counter separated the waiting room chairs from the officers desks, held a sign that read:

Ring Bell for Service.

I raised my eyebrow and noticed the fluorescent overhead lights flicker. The same tone I heard when I was arrested for Chef's death, I heard again. Like a chorus. A high-pitched but not unpleasant musical tone. I hyper-focused on it and got sucked into its melody.

I imagined myself in a gorgeous ball gown, pink floaty tulle and silver stars, dancing in a crowd of masked strangers. The edge of the lacy mask dug into my cheek and made me itch a little but something compelled me to keep the mask on my face.

Champagne came by on trays and I grabbed one gleefully. Sipping at the effervescent bubbles.

"Jane." The Sheriff said loudly and snapped his fingers in front of my eyes. "Hi," he said when my eyes focused on him. He wasn't in his typical Sheriff's uniform and opted for a more casual look of dark jeans and a nice button-down shirt. The look was complete with a pair of well-loved but polished cowboy boots.

"Hey. You look nice." I held up the bag of food and he practically salivated.

He leaned in and kissed me quickly on the lips. "I'm thinking of trying out a new look." He took the bag from me.

"Well, if it counts for anything, I'm in favor." I smiled.

He laughed and opened the half door, letting me into the inner offices. "I thought you might. You seem nervous when I wear my uniform and thought there could be others who feel the same way. I'm hoping it will help me get information from people easier."

I followed him into his office and he shut the door. I sat on his desk, my feet off the floor, and glanced around.

"I've had three different extermination companies out here. We don't have mice."

I made a face.

"Or rats, or bats, or any other creepy crawlies. We even adopted a couple of cats." He stood in front of me and gently turned my bruised eye to him. "You didn't...heal yourself?"

I shook my head and hopped off his desk. I sat in a chair across from it and tried not to glance around the floor.

Bishop sat in his office chair and opened the bag of food containers. He opened the to-go boxes and tore the little bag covering plastic utensils. He pushed the box of food toward me.

"It's all yours. I ate before I came over."

"With Jonny?"

I nodded.

He chewed. "He knows you're here?"

I nodded again. "He voted against the nunnery. I think this is his compromise."

"A nunnery?" He chuckled. "You know, something I find interesting about Succubi is they need sex to survive. If they go too long without it they start reverting into their true form and eventually wither away and die."

"I'm not a Succubus." I thought we covered this.

"I know. But it's almost like, if you don't use it you lose it, type of thing." He drank from a glass bottle of tamarind soda. "A lot of Magic is like that."

"Do you think Jonny knows this?" How much sex does Jonny think I need?

"Could be. I know he's not around a lot." He closed the empty food tray, put it back in the bag, and opened the second one. "Diego knows a lot more about Magic than he lets on. Even if they aren't talking to each other, they have that creepy twin communication thing."

"I've noticed." I leaned forward. "So you think this is Jonny's way of making sure I'm, what...taken care of?"

He chuckled. "He's making sure you can take care of yourself if you need to. If he's not around and you need to heal yourself, or even someone you care about." He shrugged. "It's smart of him to take your Magic into account. He never seemed receptive to talking about any of this before. This is a big step for him."

Did this mean Jonny knew he wouldn't be around very much? Or something more sinister he would never tell me about? How many people wanted him dead? I sighed and leaned back in the chair. "Any updates on the divers?" I asked him. Changing the subject, once again, from my sex life.

He shook his head and chewed. "They're on a big state job, it may take them a day or two to get here."

I sighed and tried to block the image of Cherry under the water. "What do you think happened to her?"

He swallowed and wiped his mouth with the paper napkin. "Jonny sent over the security footage. Last place she was seen was in her grandfather's rooms, following you. Then she left the Lodge property."

"Damn. She never made it to the airport."

"Is that where she said she was going?" He brought out his small notebook.

I nodded. "She told me she was going to her mom's on the East Coast."

He scribbled on the paper. "What else did she say?"

"She talked about how she was following Jess and didn't trust her. I should have listened to her sooner. Asked her more questions. She mentioned seeing our interview video on the dark web. She hadn't been sleeping well." Poor Cherry.

"The dark web? How'd she find out about that?"

"Keiran." Our connection snapped open enough for me to see him locked in one of the Lodge's hotel rooms. Free from straps and able to roam around his small room. Another prisoner in the basement. Maracella's screams echoed throughout and I shut our connection down to the tip of a needle.

I wasn't ready to admit to myself that keeping the wall up between myself and Keiran was incredibly draining and wore me out. But hearing her screams were...nightmarish and I felt every bit of guilt. Finding a way to break our mind-meld spell was near the top of my very long to-do list and maybe during that search I could find something to help Maracella. A long shot but I had to try.

Sheriff threw his pen on the desk and stood to pace. "Did you notice anything about her, underwater?" he asked tentatively.

I inhaled deeply, enjoying the free access to oxygen. Her eye sockets were as black as coal. "She was missing her eyes. I thought maybe the fish ate them but..." I trailed off.

"What else did you see under the water?" A haunted look came over him.

"A mermaid and...something called a Nixie." I left out the details.

"The thing with the sharp teeth?"

So he had seen them. I nodded and shuddered.

"Did the mermaid have green hair?"

My eyes darted to the ground. Should I tell him?

"Was it Nen?"

"You know about...him?"

"He was the one that brought me back after I almost drowned as a kid."

I looked at him surprised.

"There's many...beings in this town, mostly in the woods on the outskirts of town. Something draws them here."

"Does that have anything to do with the Portal?"

He stood and came around his desk to stand in front of me. "Possibly. We'll have to check Elenora's journals." He knelt in front of me and spread my legs open.

I gasped and tried to close them but he put his hands on the chair between them, preventing them from shutting.

"You smell...delicious." He ran his nose gently across my skin, down my neck, and across my collarbone.

Goosebumps followed his trail. "It's my new perfume." I half-moaned, half-whispered from the pleasure sinking into my lower bits.

He trailed lower, to my inner thigh. "You sprayed it here too." His face disappeared under the skirt of my dress and I sat back, giving him more access. He slipped a finger under the lacy edge of my underwear and moved them to the side, exposing my pussy to him. "Mmmm." He moved his hands to my ass and pulled me forward to the edge of the chair.

My skirt scrunched around my waist leaving me to see his tongue dart out and taste me. I moaned and slipped my fingers through his hair, holding on to him and gently pushing him closer to my pussy.

His chuckle vibrated against me. His tongue was soft but quick as he swirled it around my clit. His administration made me wet and I wanted to feel him inside me as I orgasmed.

He pulled back and stood, grabbing me by the waist and moving me to his desk. He sat me on the edge and kissed me as he undid the buckle of his belt.

I quickly unsnapped the button on his jeans and pulled his hard cock out.

He was inside me before I could take a breath and I moaned in his ear as he fucked me on his desk.

"Can you heal your eye?" His teeth tugged at my ear and nibbled down my neck.

My black eye probably bothered him more than it ever would Keiran. I nodded and closed my eyes. I pulled the energy through my body and spindled it like an imaginary thread of light in my core.

Bishop slid his hand between us and moved his thumb over my clit. The tiny circles brought me to the edge of pleasure and as I peaked, when my body could hold no more ecstasy I fell over the edge and let my orgasm consume me.

The energy was powerful and overwhelming before I spindled it and imagined it transmuting into the purest light penetrating and healing the tiniest cells and molecules in my body, mostly my eye but I thought it could never hurt to give everything a bit of renewal. This wasn't the first time I had tried to use the Magic to heal my brain and my memory problems, and even though it had yet to help I still tried.

"That's it. Come all over my cock." He silenced and moaned. His cum was warm inside me. He kissed me as his cock slipped from me. He adjusted himself back in his jeans and sat on the chair. He pulled me onto his lap and closed his eyes as he steadied his breathing.

There was a knock on his door and I jumped to my feet, making sure my dress and hair were in place.

The door opened before the Sheriff could say anything. Officer Cathy swung the door wide open with a tray of coffee cups. "Brought back your favorite." She grabbed the coffee cup and handed it to the Sheriff before she sniffed the air and squinted her eyes at him. She looked back and forth between us. "You're wearing a new perfume?"

I nodded and blushed.

"It'd be nicer without the sex smell." She unceremoniously handed the Sheriff his coffee and huffed back to her desk.

He chuckled and sipped the hot coffee. His eyes closed briefly as he savored the taste. "Now you know why there are never any secrets in this town." He smiled and pulled me back into his lap. "Oh, I just remembered."

I looked up at him.

"I found something in Chef's journals last night. He saw the Portal being opened."

"Then we really do need to go to Elenora's."