{"id":3135,"date":"2017-02-13T00:00:07","date_gmt":"2017-02-13T05:00:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3135"},"modified":"2017-02-12T11:14:06","modified_gmt":"2017-02-12T16:14:06","slug":"three-03-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3135","title":{"rendered":"Three – 03"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Matt was just coming out of his cot when J.T. stepped out of his. The younger man looked tired, perhaps a little worried, and J.T. frowned, glancing toward the door Matt had just come through.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe okay?\u201d J.T. asked, gesturing toward the door.<\/p>\n

Matt startled slightly, then let out a little laugh and shook his head. \u201cScared me. I think she\u2019s okay, all things considered. She\u2019s asleep right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. nodded. \u201cWant me to take a look?\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt shook his head again. \u201cI don\u2019t want to wake her. I know it seems like she\u2019s sleeping a lot but that\u2019s a good sign, right? You need sleep to heal, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight,\u201d J.T. said, giving him a reassuring smile even as he made a mental note to check on Hecate sooner rather than later. There was something about the way that Matt described it that made him nervous. It was probably just paranoia, but it was far better to be safe than sorry00that was a lesson they\u2019d learned far too often.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you<\/em> okay?\u201d Matt asked, jarring J.T. from his thoughts. \u201cYou look a little rough around the edges. Something happen?\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. waved a hand as he started walking, Matt falling into step with him. \u201cYeah, but it\u2019s probably not anything to worry about,\u201d he said. \u201cI didn\u2019t sleep well.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t sleep well as in just had trouble sleeping or didn\u2019t sleep well as in something\u2019s fucking with your sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n

He\u2019s as fucking perceptive as his sister. Must run in the family.<\/em> J.T. exhaled a sigh. \u201cBoth,\u201d he admitted. \u201cI had a fucked-up dream.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomething tells me it was more than just that,\u201d Matt said. \u201cWhat was it about?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI think it was a warning.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt stopped walking and J.T. was three steps beyond him before he turned back, blinking at the other man.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat kind of warning?\u201d Matt asked, his voice quiet.<\/p>\n

J.T. felt a flicker of alarm. \u201cWhy are you asking?\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt shook his head a little. \u201cWhat kind of warning, Jay?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomeone\u2019s coming,\u201d J.T. said quietly. \u201cBut I have no fucking clue who it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI was afraid of that.\u201d Matt took him by the sleeve. \u201cCome on. I\u2019ve got something to show you.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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