Dark Victory
Aidan was turned.”
    Tabby was aghast at the mere notion. “I am a human being,” she cried. “I may be obsessed, but I am not in love.”
    His eyes widened, and his smile vanished. Sam was staring, too.
    Tabby flushed.
    “You see him again, you call me, ASAP. And that is not a request, sweetheart, so even if you are in love, I will expect that call.” He walked back to Kristin and Vanderkirk.
    Tabby had never really liked Nick Forrester. He was a hero, of course, and on their side, but she didn’t like his type, especially after Randall. He was arrogant, powerful, macho and controlling, just like her ex. As they stepped outside into the frigid night, she looked at Sam. The Highlander made Nick seem soft and easy, she thought.
    “What aren’t you telling me?” Sam demanded.
    It was too cold to pause, so their pace quickened. “I saw him at the Met yesterday,” Tabby said swiftly. “He was bloody and burned, Sam. I know he came to me from An Tùir-Tara.”
    “You’re telling me now?” Sam said, sounding upset.
    Tabby looked at her. Her sister was never distressed. “Ourpaths are clearly meant to meet. They’ve crossed twice now, at the Met, and at school.” Her stomach churned with worry. “But he was not bloody and burned this morning. He had not come from the fire at Melvaig. What on earth could that mean?”
    Sam glanced sharply at her.
    “When you left me at the Met, I tried to cast a spell to bring him to me. Did my spell work? Did I bring him here, but from the wrong time?”
    Sam’s eyes widened. “You’ve never cast such a powerful spell, Tabby!”
    “Sam, if it worked, it backfired.” Tabby’s teeth were chattering now, even though she spoke slowly and chose her words with care. “Why do I want to help him? Am I supposed to help him? The Highlander does not need me or anybody. He is a hard, dangerous soldier. He was conscienceless, Sam.” Tabby shivered, but not from the cold.
    “Tabby, he’s medieval. It’s do or die in that world.”
    “I know.” She tried not to think about Angel.
    Sam was silent. Tabby glanced at her and she said, “You’re so worried about him.”
    Tabby hesitated. “I am worried about him, which is senseless. The man who rescued us today doesn’t need me.” She added, “He scares me.”
    “Are you sure?”
    Tabby halted in her tracks.
    “There’s no such thing as coincidence. If your spell backfired, it was meant to be. If he came here, he was meant to help you.” Sam shrugged. “Maybe you’re meant to help him, too. You’ll have to play this one out, Tabby.”
    Tabby felt her heart lurch. Sam was right. “What if I’m not up to this?” she asked slowly. It was the kind of intimate revelation she would only make to her sister, Allie or Brie.
    “You’re up to it.” Sam was firm.
    Tabby softened. Sam had more faith in her than she ever had in herself. “What are we going to do about Nick?” she asked, as they rushed through a red light, the street devoid of traffic.
    “Nick won’t mess this up. He’s a good guy, remember?” Sam said. “I’m certain he’d like to debrief the Highlander, but he really means to protect him. As long as he stays in the city, he’s in danger from the cops and vigilantes.”
    Tabby stared at her as they hurried down the last block toward their apartment building. “You like Nick.” It wasn’t a question.
    “His courage and ambition outweigh his less than stellar personality. He’d die for any of his agents, Tabby. He’d die for any Innocent. And he has his own demons, I think.”
    Tabby had wanted to know something for a long time. “I know this is not my business, but I hope you aren’t sleeping with Forrester.”
    Sam didn’t even crack a smile. “I thought about it. He thought about it. But I like my job and you know how it goes—not a good idea to shag the boss.” She added, “I do like Nick, Tabby, and that’s the best reason not to sleep with him.”
    Tabby knew she’d never really

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