Shelly and Jessica head to Marchosias's island once again, but will he remain helpful or turn on them? What will Water's Demesne be like now that Varun is no longer controlling the surf?
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Chapter 08
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Whose Side are You On?
"Shelly, Jessica, wake up!"
Years of training and instinct kicked in. Shelly moved before her eyes were open. She rolled off the bed and hit the floor, looking for the source of the threat. Brooke stood at the foot of the bed and was the one who spoke. Bridgette stood by the door, a sword in one hand and a pistol in the other.
"What's going on?" Jessica asked with a yawn as she sat up, stretching her arms. Shelly watched as she blinked sleep from her eyes and looked around. Neither woman had redressed after their tryst last night. Jessica's breasts stood perfect on her chest, her nipples hard and proud in the cool underground air, except for a hickey or two that belied what had happened. The blanket they'd used to sleep with puddled around her waist, hiding the hickeys lower down. Shelly wondered if they shouldn't have been healed afterwards, but knew there were more important things to worry about.
"Erwin was missing when we got up this morning," Brooke said with a cautious tone. "He didn't leave a note to explain his absence and I don't trust his agreeing to help us last night. He's a wily man and tends to do things the way he wants. Sometimes I feel he's more cat than human anymore."
Shelly relaxed as Brooke spoke. If she had enough time to explain this much, they weren't in immediate danger. She searched for and found her shirt on the floor where it had been tossed. Her cheeks burned as she felt Brooke's eyes on her. Brooke had never been one to be judgmental, but the simple fact that her step-mom knew what they'd done last night was mortifying. At least her half-sibling was in her female guise. Having Brock gawk at her would have been mortifying.
"So, you're afraid he's setting a trap for us?" Shelly asked to distract herself from her embarrassment.
"It's no secret that most of those living here don't like the Pillars, or some of their rules. It's not too far of a stretch to think heโor some of those hereโmay have had something to do with Varun's death." Brooke joined her daughter at the door, giving them a modicum of privacy.
They dressed, the movement and action waking them up, if the worry about their situation hadn't.
Brooke glanced into the room and saw that they were clothed. "Get your stuff, and we'll get out of here. The sooner we're away, the better I'll feel."
They didn't have much to grab. Shelly hid a yawn behind her own hand, wondering what time it was. She shared a couple of red-cheeked glances with Jessica as they left Bridgette's home. Her sibling was going to have to wash those sheets if she ever came back.
"Why don't we leave via Bridgette's room?" Jessica asked as they slinked down the well-lit streets. "She has that back door entrance under the water, doesn't she?"
Shelly felt her cheeks burn hotter as her girlfriend mentioned, "back door." She shook herself to get rid of the thought. She was thinking like Sheldon, and that would only get them in trouble.
"It's the most obvious way to leave," Brooke said. She peeked around a corner, then waved them forward. Shelly suspected it was still early in the morning, too early for most people to be awake. "We'll sneak out another route and swim to the border."
"Swim?" Jessica asked as her face darkened. "I can't hold my breath forever."
"We only have to go underwater for a moment," Bridgette stated. "Mom or I can pull you along, and then we can stay above the surface until we get to Marchosias's island."
Silence fell as they continued sneaking through the underground city. Bridgette's mechanical legs made plenty of noise, but it didn't carry far. Shelly worried about what Erwin Schrรถdinger might be doing right then. He hadn't been the most pleasant host last night, and she knew his scruples weren't the highest. The man had put a cat in a box and left it alone to starve in the name of science. Despite the tense situation, and her dark thoughts, Shelly giggled.
"What's so funny?" Bridgette asked.
"Sorry," Shelly felt her cheeks heat as Jessica smiled at her. "I just had the thought that until we know exactly what Erwin is doing, he's both setting up a trap, and
not
setting a trap for us."
Brooke shook her head, but Shelly noticed a smile touch her lips. Bridgette looked between them confused. "I don't get it."
Brooke leaned over and whispered in her ear low enough that Shelly couldn't hear. Bridgette's gray eyes grew wide, then a look of horror crossed her face. "Erwin did that to a cat? No wonder the fairy cursed him!"
No one else commented, and they moved to the edge of the floating island without incident. "Edge" was the perfect word to describe the drop-off to the water about five meters below. If there were waves in the water, Shelly couldn't see them.
"What about your legs?" Shelly asked her half-sister. "Are they waterproof?"
Bridgette grinned as she patted her mechanical limbs. "Yeah, Dad thought of everything. It even has built in boosters, places to store weapons, and I can even fly for short distances."
Shelly didn't want to admit it, but she was a bit jealous. She understood that Dad hadn't been able to spend as much time with Bridgette as he did his other children, because he could no longer change forms, but Shelly had never received such a gift from her father. She wouldn't give up a moment of the time she'd spent with him, but she couldn't smother the spark of jealousy that her sister had something so cool.
"Is it safe to jump?" Jessica asked while looking over the edge.
"There are no jagged rocks and the water is plenty deep." Brooke stripped off her clothes as she spoke. "The water will be cold, though not as cold as last time. Shelly, Jessica, let us go first. Give us a couple seconds to get out of the way, then come down."
The two women nodded. A second later, Brooke and Bridgette leapt over the edge. There was no wind to carry sound, but Shelly barely heard them splash when they hit.