“How can you know that? I need an answer of substance this time. Because the whole cloak and dagger bit is getting old, and not helping me whatsoever.
“I can see through to heart.”
The words rang true. “You always could,” Carey whispered. The two had an uncanny connection that kept them on the same page more often than not. It reminded him of the link they possessed as twins.
“You could too if you tried,” Clark insisted.
Carey snorted. “I might be in a uniform, but I still crash and burn in every relationship I attempt.”
“Maybe because they weren’t the right women.”
“Oh no, trust me, they were right.” He smiled at the memories.
“Maybe to the small head in your pants.”
“Damn, all this time and you’re still a buzz kill.” Carey grinned. The familiar banter was a balm to his fractured soul. He’d never felt right… whole since Clark died.
“And you’re still hard-headed and stubborn.”
“That was a trait we both shared.”
Clark smiled. “I know, but I choose to use mine for good.”
“Boring.” His singsong voice took him back to childhood. “I’ve missed you so much, Clark.” When he left the mystic behind it was almost like old times. Not that he could ever forget he was dead.
“I know.” Clark placed a hand on his shoulder.
“After this is done I’ll never see you again, will I?” he whispered.
“Not for a long, long time.”
Carey nodded.
“I have to go, but remember this. The old Vannah is still in there. She needs to tap back into that. Remember who she was, and who we were.”
“I don’t understand what that has to do with this case.”
“Trust me?”
“Always.”
“Then do whatever you need to do to make that happen, Carey. The men after you are some of the w
orst evil I’ve seen.”
The words made him slightly sick to his stomach.
“I’m not sure… there are things I can’t remember. Bad memories they took away when I crossed over. So I wouldn’t have to bear the burden. “
“It’s okay, Clark. I’m glad you don’t remember. You shouldn’t have to.” He placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder to reassure him.
Clark cast a longing gaze at the door.
“You can wait until she comes back,” Carey said.
“Why? She won’t even look at me.” Clark glanced down.
“You know why. Don’t you?” Carey hunched down, forcing his brother to look up. This is the least I can do for him.