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setting up for Caislyn.
    "No luck at all. I had her for a while, she was
leaving a pretty evident trail. Now, I seem to have lost her." Seth
paused for a minute and then he continued, with a little more
desperation evident in his voice. "Has Caislyn, you know, seen
anything?"
    "Man, I wish I could help you there, but she hasn't
had any of her visions lately. I think she's training too
hard."
    "The training is important. It may be the only way we
get Jaxon back."
    "Look, I know how badly you want her back, believe
me. Caislyn's pregnant though, for sure, she took a test. She needs
to get more rest, but with Ash hanging around..." His voice trailed
off.
    "Congratulations, and I'm sorry." They both sat in
silence for a bit before Seth continued, "They don't make it easy
on either of us, do they?"
    "No, that they don't." Gregore sighed into the phone,
"we'll find her for you. And hey, at least you don't have to worry
about some other guy with Jaxon."
    "No, I just play second fiddle to her own
demons."
    "Meanwhile, I get stuck fighting it out with the
green demon."
    Seth laughed at Gregore, "yeah, well, like I said...
Look man, I gotta go. Give me a call if you hear anything, if
Caislyn sees anything."
    "I will. Take care of yourself, Seth. We'll find her
and get her back to you." Seth never answered. The click on the
other end of the line let Gregore know that he wasn't alone in his
misery. Seth was just as bad off, only he wasn't battling another
guy. Gregore put the cell phone down and looked over the room
again. He had prepared an exquisite meal, lit the candles, spread
rose petals around. "Not a romantic cliché unturned," he whispered
to himself. Gregore wanted tonight to be something special for
Caislyn, an apology for all the arguing they had been doing since
they were married, since Ash came into the picture. Now, all that
was left was to head next door and sweep Caislyn off her feet.
    ~*~
    "Caislyn," Gregore called out as he walked into the
other RV. Vesta was sitting on the couch, and she put her finger to
her lips and pointed back to the bedroom.
    "I think she's sleeping," Vesta said softly.
    "Sleeping or training?" Gregore questioned, unable to
keep the slight tinge of anger out of his voice. He didn't wait for
an answer he walked back to the bedroom area and saw Caislyn
sitting up in the middle of the bed, sketching on a pad of paper.
He watched her from the doorway for a minute, before some movement
in his peripheral caught his attention. "Ash," Gregore hissed.
    Ash leaned over the bed to get a better view of
Gregore standing in the doorway. "Shh, she's sketching
something."
    "Don't shush me. What the hell are you doing
here?"
    "I'm guessing the same thing you are. I came to check
on Caislyn, and I found her sitting here sketching in her
sleep."
    "I didn't come to check on Caislyn, I came to take my
wife to dinner." Gregore made sure to emphasize the word wife.
    Ash just smiled at him, "well, it seems that won't be
happening, since she's sleeping and all."
    Gregore was having a difficult time controlling his
emotions at this point. He was seething on the inside, ready to
tear Ash into pieces, and show him who the better, the real, man
was. "I've had about all I can take of you. Why don't you pack your
fairy ass up and hit the road now? She doesn't really need you here
anymore."
    Again, Ash just looked at Gregore with mild
amusement. "My little fairy ass will leave when, and only when,
Caislyn sees fit to tell me to do so."
    Gregore was seeing red now. He knew Ash would wait it
out. He knew he would stick around to see if his bastard seed took
and got Caislyn pregnant. He also felt as sure that Caislyn
wouldn’t send him away until they all knew for sure who’s baby she
was indeed carrying. This, more than anything, sent Gregore over
the edge as he watched Caislyn stop sketching momentarily, flipped
a page, and start back in on her project. Vigorous strokes of
madness began coloring the page before anything