By a Thread (Elemental Assassin 6)

I reached up and touched my right shoulder; my collarbone was completely mended, the broken bones fused together and in their appropriate places once more. I'd expected nothing less, but still, something felt slightly off, like I wasn't completely healed, although I knew that Jo-Jo wouldn't have stopped using her Air magic on me until I was fully well again.

Thinking about the dwarf's magic made me reach for my own power, and it was then that I realized what was wrong with me, what was missing - my magic.

I was always aware of my Ice and Stone magic, of the elemental power flowing through my veins, the way that a giant or dwarf would subconsciously sense their own inherent strength or humans would their fingers and toes. But now, that hidden force wasn't there anymore. It was like a piece of my heart had been cut out and all that was left was an empty, aching chasm inside my chest. In a way, I felt as cold, numb, and dead inside as I had in the library last night after Dekes had shot me with that tranquilizer dart.

"It's gone," I whispered, looking at Jo-Jo. "My magic's gone. "

The dwarf shook her head. "Not gone, darling. Not entirely. Your gas tank's just running a little low right now. That's what happens when a vampire sucks so much blood out of you. Reach for your power, really concentrate, and you'll see what I mean. "

I did as she said. It took a moment, but I realized Jo-Jo was right. My magic was still there, that cool power deep down in the very center of my being - but there was just barely any of it to work with. I reached for my power. A few silvery sparks of magic flickered in my hand, centered over the spider rune scar in my palm, but that was it. There was no bright glow, no cold crystals, and no other indication that I had any kind of real elemental power at all. I grabbed my magic again, and the same thing happened. After a moment, I let go of my pow

er completely. I didn't want to waste what little I had left.

"A vampire sucking out someone's magic is one of the few things that even I can't heal," Jo-Jo said. "I'm sorry, Gin. I wish I could fix it for you like I did everything else. "

I shrugged, struggling not to let her see just how upset I was, how hollow and empty I felt without my magic. "You did the best you could. It's not your fault. Believe me, I'm plenty grateful for everything you did heal. "

I hesitated. "But how long will it take? For my magic to come back? Will it even . . . come back?"

Jo-Jo reached over and clasped my hand. "Of course it will come back. No matter what, your magic is a part of you, Gin. It comes from you, not anyone else. Never doubt that. "

Her words made some of the tightness in my chest ease.

"As for exactly when it will come back . . . " This time, Jo-Jo shrugged. "It's hard to say. It will probably take a few days, at the very least. "

My stomach clenched. "That long?"

Jo-Jo nodded. "You're a strong elemental, Gin, with a lot of raw power, but Dekes took almost everything you had last night. Your blood, your magic, and almost your life. Your neck was the worse mess that I've seen a vampire make in a long time. "

My fingers eased over to my neck, but the skin there was smooth and unbroken, and I knew there wouldn't be any marks of Dekes's vicious attack on me - not on the outside, anyway. But the vamp had hurt me more than I would have liked to admit, making me feel something that I didn't often experience - fear.

The image of him rose up in my mind, his eyes glowing with my Ice and Stone magic, my blood smeared all over his lips, his fangs gleaming like crimson-coated daggers in his mouth. Phantom pain lanced through my neck, and my whole body tightened, as if the vamp were here and getting ready to sink his teeth into me again.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jo-Jo asked in a soft voice.

Despite how tightly I held on to my emotions, the dwarf could always sense when I was struggling with something - that's how well she knew me.

I shifted on the bed. "The bastard gnawed on my neck like a dog chewing a bone. He hurt me, Jo-Jo. More than I thought he would, more than I thought he could. I didn't think there was anyone as powerful as Mab, but Dekes showed me just how wrong I was last night. I stupidly thought I could go in and take care of him as easily as I did his men at the hotel, but he almost killed me instead. Hell, he would have killed me if I hadn't managed to play dead. It was just dumb luck on my part that I got away from him. "

"Your fight with Mab was a long time coming," Jo-Jo said, her clear eyes locking with my gray ones. "You've focused so much energy on her these past few months that you've turned a blind eye to everything else. The fact is that there are people out there who are just as dangerous as Mab ever was, some of them with magic, and some of them without. The Fire elemental dying at your hands doesn't change that. "

"So what do I do about it?" I asked, feeling just as lost as if I were still plodding through the dark marsh.

Jo-Jo smiled and patted my hand. "You do what you always do, darling. You keep going and fighting and struggling - and then you take the bastard down any way you can. "

The dwarf got up and started moving around the room, humming under her breath as she gathered up some clean towels and clothes so I could take a shower and wash the rest of the stink of the long night off me. I sat there on the bed and watched her work, turning over her words in my mind.

Jo-Jo was right. I'd been so focused on Mab that I'd forgotten that someone didn't have to be an elemental to be dangerous - and that a vampire could kill me as easily as anyone else could. Whether I liked it or not, Dekes had almost done the deed so many others had tried to do and failed. But even worse, the vampire had scared me. I'd accepted that Mab would probably get the best of me, but I hadn't thought Dekes would be such a threat, that he could come so close to killing me. The vampire had proved to me just how wrong I'd been. Sure, I'd had something of a deadline, given Callie's situation, but I'd been stupid, arrogant, and sloppy even to waltz into his mansion without more information, especially about what kind of elemental magic he did or didn't have, and I'd almost paid the ultimate price for my foolishness.

But if there was one thing I was good at, it was learning from my mistakes. Yes, Dekes had gotten the best of me last night, but I was still alive, still breathing, which meant I still had another chance to take the vamp down.

Jo-Jo might have healed my wounds from Dekes's gruesome bites, but the horror that I'd endured at the vampire's hands had still scarred me. The vicious brutality of his attack had left its own grooves and nicks on my black heart, right alongside the ones that Mab, LaFleur, Elliot Slater, and so many others had before.

But I'd repaid those marks in spades to the people who'd caused them - and I was going to do the same thing to Dekes very, very soon.

I got out of bed, took a shower, and put on some clean clothes. I still felt a little tired, the way I always did whenever Jo-Jo used her Air magic to bring me back from the brink of death. It would take my mind a few hours to play catch-up and realize that my body was whole and well once more. Normally, I would have gone back to bed for a few more hours, but I couldn't rest today.

Not while Callie was still in danger. Not while Vanessa and her sister were still being held hostage at the vampire's mansion. Not while Randall Dekes was still breathing. I'd rest after the vamp was dead.