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rotect　my　face　when　the　blade　bit　into　the　carpet。　He　drove　the　blade　hilt　deep　into　the　plywood　floor；　so　close　to　my　head　that　it　pinned　my　hair　on　one　side。
　He　undid　the　button　on　my　jeans。　He　wasn't　even　trying　to　control　my　hands；　but　I　only　had　one　knife　left。　If　I　lost　it；　I　couldn't　kill　him。　We　were　about　to　find　out　just　how　good　my　nerves　were。
　Richard's　power　flowed　over　me　again；　but　it　wasn't　the　same。　It　was　less　frantic；　more　as　if　he　was　trying　to　whisper　something　to　me；　offer　me　something。　Then　I　realized　what　it　was。　The　first　mark。　Jean…Claude　and　Richard；　for　it　was　they；　couldn't　do　it　now　without　my　permission。　I　was　too　powerful　to　be　forced；　at　least　psychically。
　Gabriel　kept　my　legs　pinned　with　his　hips　and　grabbed　the　front　of　my　jeans；　fingers　pointing　outward；　away　from　my　body。　His　claws　sprang　out　through　the　cloth；　and　he　ripped　upward；　slicing　the　cloth　nearly　to　my　pubic　bone。
　I　screamed　and　let　Richard　do　me。　Better　the　monster　you　know　than　the　monster　about　to　go　down　your　pants。　A　line　of　warmth　ran　through　my　body。　It　had　been　even　simpler　when　Jean…Claude　did　it　on　his　own；　once　upon　a　time。　Even　knowing　what　it　was；　it　didn't　feel　like　much。
　But　I　felt　better　instantly；　clearer…headed；　more　。　。　。　something。　Gabriel　hesitated　on　top　of　me。　〃What　the　hell　was　that？〃　The　skin　of　his　bare　arms　was　prickled　with　gooseflesh。　He'd　gotten　a　taste　of　the　power。
　〃Didn't　feel　a　thing；〃　I　said。　I　tugged　on　the　knife　in　the　floor；　pulling　at　it。　Gabriel　ripped　my　jeans　in　both　hands；　and　they　split　down　the　middle；　leaving　nothing　between　him　and　me　but　my　panties　and　his　leather　pants。　I　was　at　a　bad　angle　for　the　knife　and　it　was　only　halfway　out　when　he　slid　his　hand　down　my　panties。
　I　screamed。　I　screamed；　〃Richard！〃
　The　power　flowed　over　me。　With　Jean…Claude；　I　had　watched　his　burning　blue　eyes　enter　me。　With　Richard　as　focus；　there　was　nothing　to　see；　but　smells；　the　forest；　his　skin；　Jean…Claude's　perfume。　I　could　taste　them　both　in　my　mouth　like　drinking　two　strong　wines　one　mouthful　after　another。
　Gabriel's　hand　froze　down　the　front　of　my　body。　He　was　staring　down　at　me。　〃What　did　you　just　do？〃　His　voice　was　a　whisper。
　〃Did　you　think　raping　me　would　be　easy？〃　I　laughed；　and　it　unnerved　him。　I　saw　something　close　to　fear　in　his　storm　grey　eyes。　He'd　moved　his　hand。　Not　having　him　down　my　underwear　was　too　big　an　improvement　for　words。　I　never　wanted　him　to　touch　me　like　that　again。　Never。
　I　had　two　choices。　I　could　bluff　and　hope　I　could　run；　or　I　could　reinitiate　sex　and　kill　him。　The　second　mark　didn't　give　me　that　much　more　power。　In　fact；　it　gave　the　boys　more　pull　on　my　power　than　the　other　way　around。　So；　sex　it　was。
　〃What's　wrong？〃　Raina　asked　out　of　camera　range。
　〃Gabriel's　getting　cold　feet；〃　I　said。　I　raised　up　on　my　elbows。　The　knife　he'd　shoved　in　the　floor　held　my　hair　pinned；　and　I　kept　raising　up；　tearing　a　hunk　of　my　hair　out。　It　was　a　small　pain；　but　I　knew　it　would　appeal　to　Gabriel。　It　did。
　I　was　sitting　up　with　my　legs　on　either　side　of　his　thighs。　He　picked　me　up；　hands　sliding　over　my　undies；　cupping　my　buttocks。　He　leaned　back　on　his　knees；　supporting　my　weight。　He　watched　me；　and　I　saw　something　slide　through　his　eyes；　felt　it　tremble　through　his　hands。　For　the　first　time；　he　thought　I　really　might　kill　him；　and　it　turned　him　on。　Fear　was　the　rush。
　He　kissed　the　side　of　my　face　gently。　〃Go　for　the　last　knife；　Anita。　Go　for　it。〃　He　leaned　into　me　while　he　said　it；　biting　gently　down　my　face。　I　felt　the　pressure　of　his　fangs　down　my　jawline；　onto　my　neck。　He　set　his　teeth　into　the　side　of　my　neck；　bearing　down；　hard　and　harder；　a　slow；　building　pressure。　His　tongue　licked　across　the　skin。
　I　didn't　go　for　the　knife。　I　ran　my　hands　through　his　thick　hair；　pulled　it　back　from　his　face。　His　teeth　continued　to　press　into　my　skin。　His　hands　slid　inside　my　underwear；　cupping　my　bare　buttocks。　I　stiffened；　then　forced　myself　to　relax。　This　would　work。　It　had　to　work。
　I　traced　my　fingers　along　his　face。　His　teeth　bit　in　enough　to　draw　the　first　faint　blood。　I　gasped；　and　his　claws　dug　into　me。　I　ran　my　fingers　along　either　side　of　his　face；　tracing　his　cheeks；　his　eyebrows。　He　came　up　for　air；　eyes　wide　and　unfocused；　lips　half…parted。　I　caressed　his　face　and　pulled　him　in　for　a　kiss。　I　traced　his　thick　eyebrows。　As　he　kissed　me；　he　closed　his　eyes；　and　I　put　my　thumbs　over　his　eyelids。　His　eyelashes　fluttered　against　my　skin。　I　shoved　my　thumbs　into　both　eyes；　digging；　trying　to　shove　my　thumbs　into　his　brain　and　out　the　other　side。
　Gabriel　reared　back；　shrieking。　His　claws　ripped　up　my　back。　I　gasped　but　didn't　have　time　for　screaming。　I　drew　the　big　knife　from　the　back　sheath。
　Raina　screamed　instead。
　I　shoved　the　blade　under　Gabriel's　ribs。　I　shoved　it　into　his　heart。　He　tried　to　fall　backwards；　but　my　weight　pinned　his　knees；　so　his　back　bowed　backwards；　but　he　didn't　fall。　I　shoved　the　blade　through　him。　I　felt　the　tip　of　it　burst　out　the　other　side。
　Raina　was　suddenly　there；　grabbing　me　by　the　hair；　flinging　me　off　him。　I　flew　through　the　air；　smashed　into　the　fake　wall；　and　kept　going。　The　wall　splintered。　I　lay　on　my　stomach；　relearning　how　to　breathe。　My　pulse　was　so　loud　in　my　head。　I　was　deaf　for　a　few　seconds。　My　body　stopped　being　numb　in　stages；　and　let　me　know　it　was　scraped　and　bruised；　but　nothing　was　broken。　It　should　have　been。　Two　marks　and　I　was　suddenly　Anita　the　human　battering　ram。　When　it　happened　the　first　time；　I　hadn't　appreciated　it。　Now　I　did。　I　wasn't　hurt　badly；　hurrah；　but　I　still　had　to　get　past　Raina。　Everybody　else　would　fold　and　run　for　cover　if　she　were　dead。　Question　was；　how　to　get　her　there？
　I　looked　up　and　realized　I　was　right　next　to　the　prop　table　with　my　guns　on　it。　Were　they　loaded？　If　I　went　for　them　and　they　weren't；　Raina　was　going　to　kill　me。　Of　course；　if　I　just　lay　here　and　bled；　she'd　kill　me　anyway。
　I　heard　her　high　heels　ing　my　way。　I　pushed　to　my　knees；　my　feet；　and　went　for　the　table。　She　still　couldn't　see　me　through　the　partial　wall；　but　she　could　hear　me。　She　rushed　up　her　side　of　the　wall　in　those　ridiculous　high　heels。
　I　grabbed　for　the　Firestar　and　rolled　over　the　table　as　I　moved。　I　ended　on　my　back；　staring　up　as　she　leapt　over　the　table。　I　hit　the　safety　with　my　thumb　and　pulled　the　trigger。　The　gun　exploded　in　my　hand　and　took　her　in　the　upper　stomach。　The　bullet　seemed　to　slow　her　in　midmotion；　and　I　had　time　for　another　shot；　higher　up　in　the　chest。
　Raina　collapsed　to　her　knees；　honey　brown　eyes　wide　with　shock。　She　reached　out　one　hand；　and　I　scooted　backwards；　still　on　my　butt　and　lower　back。　I　watched　her　eyes　go；　that　light　sliding　away。　She　slumped　over　on　her　side；　her　long　hair　spilling　like　auburn　water　across　the　floor。
　The　crew　had　hightailed　it。　Only　Heidi　was　crouched　by　the　wall；　crying；　covering　her　ears　as　if　afraid　to　leave　or　stay。
　I　got　to　my　feet；　using　the　prop　table　for　support。　I　could　see　Gabriel's　body　now。　Blood　and　clear　fluid　flowed　down　his　face　from　his　eyes。　His　body　still　hadn't　fallen。　It　knelt　in　a　strange　parody　of　life；　as　if　he　would　open　his　eyes　and　it　would　all　be　pretend。
　Edward　came　in　through　the　covered　door。　He　had　a　shotgun　at　his　shoulder。　Harley　followed　at　his　side　with　a　machine　gun。　He　surveyed　the　room　and　finally　came　back　to　me。　〃Is　Anita　in　this　room？〃
　〃Yes；〃　Edward　said。
　〃I　can't　recognize　her；〃　Harley　said。
　〃Hold　your　fire。　I'll　go　find　her　for　you。〃　He　walked　towards　me；　eyes　taking　it　all　in。
　〃How　much　of　this　blood　is　yours？〃　he　asked。
　I　shook　my　head。　〃How'd　you　find　me？〃
　〃I　tried　to　return　your　message。　Nobody　knew　where　you'd　gone。　Then　nobody　knew　where　Richard　had　gone；　or　Jean…Claude；　or　Raina。〃
　I　felt　Richard　scream　through　me　and　I　didn't　fight　it　this　time；　I　let　the　scream　e　out　my　mouth。　If　Edward　hadn't　caught　me；　I　would　have　fallen。　〃We've　got　to　get　to　Jean…Claude　and　Richard。　Right　now！〃
　〃You　can't　even　walk；〃　he　said。
　I　grabbed　his　shoulders。　〃Help　me；　and　I'll　run。〃
　Edward　didn't　argue；　he　simply　nodded　and　slid　one　arm　around　my　waist。
　Harley　handed　my　knives　and　the　Browning　to　Edward。　I　was　inches　away；　but　he　didn't　try　to