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"Mrr... do we have to go so soon?" Cait Sidhe lamented as her henchmen reappeared.
"Um, Cait Sidhe, we gotta make a decision," Treat said. "We have the jewel, the question is, do you want to take the jewel or do you want to stay with your guy?"
"I'm not entirely sure," she said softly. "Thunderbolt, where do you fall on this? Should I take the jewel, or should I... stay here?"
"I definitely don't think you should take the jewel.... That's wrong."
"She's a thief, too; she has no right to it," Cait Sidhe pointed out with a hint of a pout. "Everything that we've done, we've investigated exactly where it is, we haven't stolen anything that's been reported. We're merely liberating things. Good for the free market economy. All you have to do is tell me to stay and mean it... just forsake all others," she whispered. "I trust you know, any promise that you make to a faerie under the full moon...."
"I really should go in and help my friends," he equivocated, bolstered by hearing Talon yelling for help within.
"Ooh. He's dancing," she noted with a sigh. "I'm sure we'll meet again." She took a step back, gave him a longing glance. "Last chance." Getting no reply, they vanished into the shadows. Cait Sidhe leaned out into the light for a moment to blow him a kiss, then faded into mist.
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© 2001 Rebecca J. Stevenson
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