e out of the coffin a starved； crazed thing。 There will be very little left of him； at first。〃 He was so calm while he said it。
I didn't know what to say。 I wanted to hit him； but it wouldn't change anything。 I wasn't even sure it would make me feel better。 〃I want him out tonight； when I get back from the lupanar。〃
〃You will not be able to tend both your injured wereleopard and Damian tonight。 Ask Asher； and he will tell you how much work goes into such as this。 One more night will not make a difference to Damian； and tonight you are trying to prevent war between the leopards and the wolves。 More than that； you are trying to make a strong enough show of force to convince Richard's enemies that he is too well…allied to be killed。 You must concentrate on these things tonight； ma petite。〃
〃I don't believe you；〃 I said。
He shrugged。 〃Believe what you like； but it will take hours of care to make Damian sane again。 It will take days of care； and blood； and warmth； to bring him back to himself。〃
〃How could you know that and still do this to him？〃 My voice didn't even sound angry； just tired。
〃I learned the lessons of the cross…wrapped coffin personally； ma petite。 I have not done to Damian anything that has not been done to me。〃
〃You were in it for a few days until I killed the old Master of the City。〃
He shook his head。 〃When I returned to the Council with Asher and bargained with them； the price for them saving his life was my freedom。 I spent two years inside a coffin； unable to feed； unable to sit up； unable 。。。 〃 He was hugging his arms； holding himself。 〃I know that what I have done to Damian is a terrible thing； but my only alternative was to kill him。 Would you have preferred that？〃
〃No。〃
〃Yet； I see the accusation in your eyes。 I am a monster because of what I have done to him。 But you would feel me more a monster if I had killed him。 Or perhaps you would have preferred that I let him go into the city streets and slaughter people。〃
〃Damian would never do that。〃
〃He went mad； ma petite。 He became an alien。 Do you remember the couple that was slaughtered about six months ago？〃
〃I saw several slaughtered couples over the last year。 You'll need to be more specific。〃
He was angry now； too。 Great； we could be angry together。 〃They were in a car； at a stoplight。 The front of the car was dented as if they had hit a body； but no body was found。〃
〃Yeah； I remember that one。 They had their throats torn out。 The woman had tried to defend herself。 She had wounds on her arms where something had clawed at her。〃
〃Asher found Damian wandering a few blocks from the car。 He was covered in blood。 He fought Asher； and it took over half a dozen of us to bind him and bring him home。 Was I supposed to let him wander the streets after that？〃
〃You should have called me；〃 I said。
〃And what？ You would have executed him？ If insanity is a viable plea in your court system； then he cannot be held accountable。 But your court system does not give us the same privileges it gives humans。 We cannot plead insanity and live。〃
〃I saw that crime scene。 It didn't look like a vampire did it。 It looked more like a shapeshifter； but 。。。 but the marks were wrong。〃 I shook my head。 〃It was vicious； a vicious animal。〃
〃Oui； and so I locked him away and hoped that you would e home to us； or sense his plight。 At first I did nothing to block him from reaching you but you did not e。〃
〃I didn't know。〃
〃You knew that Damian was yours； and yet you did not ask about him。 You cast him away。〃
〃I didn't know；〃 I said； again； each word tight with anger。
〃And I had no choice； Anita。 I had to put him away。〃
〃Do you think the insanity is permanent？〃
He shrugged； arms still hugging his body。 〃If you were a vampire and he your vampire child； I would say no。 But you are not vampire； you are necromancer； and I simply do not know。〃
〃If he stays that crazy 。。。 〃
〃He will have to be destroyed；〃 Jean…Claude said； voice soft。
〃I didn't mean for this to happen。〃
〃Nor did I。〃
We stood there for a few moments while I thought about everything and Jean…Claude either thought about it； too； or just stood there。 〃If all you're saying is true； then you had no choice；〃 I said。
〃But you are still angry with me。 You will still punish me for it。〃
I glared up at him。 〃What do you want me to say？ That knowing you've shoved him in a box for six months takes the sparkle out of our relationship？ Yeah； it bothers me。〃
〃Under normal circumstances you would rescue Damian and avoid me for a time until your anger cooled。〃
I nodded。 〃Yeah； that's about right。〃
〃But you will need me； ma petite； in these first few nights。 You will need another vampire with the same hungers to teach you control。〃
〃Can't live with you； can't live without you； is that it？〃
〃I hope your anger cools before you need my help again； but I fear it will not。 Remember this； ma petite； that the ardeur is not bound by morals； or even by your preferences。 If you fight it long enough； hard enough； you will eventually give in； and it will be out of your control who it chooses。 So do this one thing for me； if you cannot forgive me right away； keep always by your side either Nathaniel or the Nimir…Raj。 Not for my sake； but for yours。 For I think； of the two of us； I would forgive you sooner for sleeping with strangers than you would。〃
We pretty much left the conversation there。 I found Asher and had him confirm the story。 Hell； I waited for Willie McCoy to climb out of his coffin and heard the story from him。 Damian had gone ape…shit and killed a couple that apparently hit him with their car。 The man had gotten out to check on whoever they hit。 They had hurt him and Damian struck out； killing the man。 But the woman 。。。 he'd climbed into the car after her。 We might have to kill him； because I hadn't understood what my magic meant to Damian。 I hadn't understood a lot of things。
I drove out in the soft summer dusk with Nathaniel riding beside me。 It had been a very long day。 I was going to go home and pick up Rafael and the wererats； and Micah and his pard。 He'd left a number at the shapeshifter hospital； and I'd called for it。 I almost didn't call； but we needed backup tonight。 My embarrassment was a small price to pay。 If I had been in contact with Jean…Claude and Richard for the last half year； I probably could have talked Richard out of doing all the shit he'd done to his pack。 I'd e home to try and reestablish a relationship； or two； but I was mostly cleaning up the mess that my absence had made。 Richard might be dead at the full moon； and Jacob； Ulfric。 Damian might be permanently crazy and have to be destroyed。 The couple that had hit him with their car would have been alive if I'd known what the hell my magic was doing。
I'd avoided a lot of Marianne's teachings because it was too much like pure witchcraft for my monotheistic beliefs； but I knew now that I had to understand how my powers worked。 I couldn't afford to be squeamish。 God kept telling me I was okay with Him。 I wasn't evil。 But at some level I didn't believe it。 At some level I thought that witchcraft； raising the dead； wasn't very Christian。 If God was okay with me doing it； then what was my problem？ I'd prayed about it often enough and gotten the answer more than once。 The answer was to do it； that this was what I needed to be doing。 If God was for it； then who was I to question it？ Look where my arrogance had gotten us。 Two dead； one crazy； and if Richard lost the pack 。。。 there'd be a lot more dead。
I felt a quietness inside me as I drove。 Usually the touch of God is golden and warm； but sometimes when I've been really slow and not picked up on what He's wanted for me； I get this kind of quiet sadness； like a parent watching a child learn a necessary hard lesson。 I'd never once prayed to God about Richard and Jean…Claude not about who to choose anyway。 It just hadn't seemed right to ask God to help me choose a lover； especially when I thought I knew who He'd pick。 I mean vampires are evil； right？
But driving through the falling darkness； feeling His soft presence fill the car； I realized that I hadn't asked because I'd been afraid of the answer。 I drove and I prayed； and I didn't get an answer； but I knew He heard me。
20
IT WAS FULL dark when we pulled up in front of my house。 Almost every light in the house was on； like I was giving a party and no one had bothered to tell me。 The driveway was full and overflowing onto the road。 One of the reasons I'd rented the house was because I had no near neighbors to get caught up in whatever crisis I was having。 My crises usually involved gunfire； so no neighbors to get hurt had been my primary requisite in a house。 There was no one around to peek out a window and wonder what the hell was going on next door。 Just trees and the lonely road； neither of which cared what I did。 Or at least I didn't think the trees cared； though Marianne might tell me I'm wrong on that one。 You never know。
I ended up parking quite a ways down from the house； with nothing but trees on either side of the road。 I turned off the engine； and Nathaniel and I sat in the dark； listening to the engine tick。 He hadn't said much since I came