Driven By Love by D. Anne Paris

was a good plan, but Anne wasn’t sure if her legs would cooperate. She swung her legs off the side of the bed and tried to lift herself up. It worked, but with the swaying of the boat she had to hold on to anything she could so she wouldn’t kiss the floor. It was quite a while since she communicated that way with a car and she hoped she wouldn’t have to do it anytime soon.
    The scent of freshly-made coffee and scrambled eggs led her out of the room and to something that looked like a living room. On the other side, she saw a small kitchenette and Dean hovering over a frying pan.
    "Hey," she managed, as she wobbled her way to one of the couches and plopped down.
    Dean looked over to her and smiled. "You look better. How do you feel?"
    "Like I was at a frat party last night. Do you have any aspirin?"
    "Yeah, want some coffee too?"
    She tried shaking her head, but realized that was a bad idea. "No, the caffeine would actually make it worse. I'll just have some water or juice even, if you have any."
    "Orange juice?"
    "Oh yes, that would be perfect."
    He reached into the mini fridge and pulled out some orange juice. He leaned over and grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it for her.
    "Your mom called this morning." He walked over and handed the glass to her.
    “Is Missy awake?” she asked as she gently took a sip.
    "No, not yet. She wanted to let us know that Hawk took the paparazzi to one of the forest preserves and stopped there. They all thought that we got out and ran into the woods." He opened a different cabinet and found a bottle of aspirin. "They went into the woods to go search for us." Normally, he would have tossed the bottle to her, but given her state he opted to just walk over to her with it.
    Thankful that her hands weren’t shaking anymore, she opened the bottle and pulled out two tablets. "I hope some wild animals ate them.”
    “No such luck there. They camped all night around him. He’s apparently still there, so your dad and Elle will go pick him up this afternoon. In the meantime, she said that your dad was going to make sure Logan was at the pier when we get back.”
    “Good thinking.” Anne sipped her drink again. Logan was her Dad’s thirty-year-old van. He was the car that Anne first rode in from the hospital and he was the family’s vacation cruiser for years. With Anne being around him so long, he became alive like Hawk, and now he was a permanent part of the family. Her father always took him when he, George, and Stan went on their yearly fishing trip. Logan probably knew more secrets about her dad than her own mother did. He was like an uncle to Anne but made out of metal. No one would ever think she would be driving an old conversion van.
    “Did Mom say if Missy was getting better?" She sipped the orange juice as she popped the pills in her mouth.
    "She said that there was no change, but if there is we'll be the first ones to know. She was just worried about you, especially after I explained what you did with Evan's car. She told me to make sure you rest today no matter what. I told her that she shouldn't worry because you were safe with me."
    "And she actually believed you?" That sarcastic tone was back in her voice again and he was sure that she was on the mend.
    "Of course, she did. She doesn’t have a reason not to. I’ve been in worse situations than the one we had last night.”
    Anne caught his icy tone with that statement and wondered what he saw and had to do when he was deployed.
    "So how did you discover your gift?" she asked as she rubbed her temples.
    He took the eggs off the stove and reached into the cabinet for plates. "It was about the same time as you did. A bunch of friends and I were horsing around in an old warehouse because it was supposedly haunted and they decided to lock me in one of the rooms and left me to go downstairs. I started to get freaked out, and that's when I put my hand on the lock and realized I could see the lock and was able to open it. I