{"id":3405,"date":"2017-11-10T00:00:13","date_gmt":"2017-11-10T05:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3405"},"modified":"2017-11-09T13:10:50","modified_gmt":"2017-11-09T18:10:50","slug":"twenty-six-02-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3405","title":{"rendered":"Twenty-six – 02"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

\u201cJameson.\u201d<\/p>\n

He took a quick breath and turned toward the sound of Seamus\u2019s voice, his brows knitting as he watched the former head of the Wild Hunt crossing the bridge toward him. There was a strange look on Seamus\u2019s face, one that left him slightly unsettled, slightly worried by what he glimpsed in the man\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Seamus?\u201d he asked quietly, watching the man come the last few steps to join him next to the railing, overlooking the ravine, the creek far below.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was hoping for a professional assessment of something,\u201d Seamus said, leaning against the rail and staring down at the water below. He was in jeans and a button-down shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows to reveal tattoos along his forearms\u2014tattoos that might have had a twin in some of those that J.T. had seen on Phelan.<\/p>\n

Family marks, or something else? Something about being the Taliesin, maybe?<\/em><\/p>\n

J.T. tore his gaze away and focused on the way the light slanted through the trees. \u201cWhat would you need my<\/em> professional assessment on?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you really need me here?\u201d he asked, his voice almost lost in the breeze that ruffled the leaves and branches of the trees that surrounded them. \u201cTruly? Am I really needed?\u201d<\/p>\n

His throat caught and his heart seized. J.T. froze up solid for a few seconds, slowly turning his head to regard Seamus with a long, silent look. Then, finally: \u201cWhat the hell <\/em>brought that question on, Seamus?\u201d<\/p>\n

He sighed. \u201cI just wonder sometimes if staying is doing more harm than good. Sometimes I wonder\u2014I wonder if it wouldn\u2019t have been better to stay with the Hunt, or to not have lingered once I attained my freedom. I wonder if you\u2019re not better off without me here, without wondering what I might think of an action when it\u2019s decided, or what my presence here might draw.\u201d<\/p>\n

What the hell was he supposed to say to that<\/em>?<\/p>\n

If another person comes to me with this sort of crisis, it\u2019s going to be too damned soon. I know that much for sure.<\/em><\/p>\n

J.T. sucked in a deep breath, eyes squeezing shut for a few seconds as he fought to martial his thoughts into something coherent and, he hoped, profound enough to convince Seamus that he\u2014Seamus\u2014was full of shit and that he\u2014Jameson\u2014knew what the hell he was talking about.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the biggest crock of shit I\u2019ve run into since Phelan got the bright idea to run off for the same damn reason.\u201d<\/p>\n

Smooth, J.T. Real fucking smooth.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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