Waiting by Erin Dennington ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 25 Davis and Bill sipped coffee from cups that the police had offered them. They waited next to the woman, waiting for an officer to head their way and take down all that they'd seen of the accident. So far no one had said a word about insects, so Davis kept silent on that topic, preferring to allow the subject to be brought up on its own. Bill, on the other hand, thought that they should mention the tiny insects, if only to make sure that the woman in the car was ok. They were more than happy to be able to put a name to a face -- the pretty woman in the car was Christina and she'd been taking her two children to school before the woman next to them had hit them. The children were fine, just deeply asleep; once the paramedics had warmed them up and assured Christina that neither of them had suffered so much as even a scratch, they'd immediately fallen asleep again. This left Christina with the only injuries -- a concussion, facial cuts, and a sprained left ankle and hand. She was sitting in the front seat of one of the police cars, door open slightly, blankets wrapped around her body. Nothing had happened in the last 10 minutes, the time that had elapsed since Christina was rescued from the totaled car. Davis finished his coffee and crumbled the cup into a ball. Tossing it from hand to hand, he tried to tune out what was going on around him, but he still managed to catch some glimpses and hear some sounds around him, and it wasn't long until he noticed an attractive Korean teenager approaching the scene of the accident. Forced to remain outside the boundaries, she shielded her eyes from the harsh sunlight and strobing lights and intently watched. When Davis felt her gaze settle on him, he looked up, and found he couldn't tear his eyes away. It wasn't something simple like animal attraction that drew his gaze. Certainly, she was pretty, but she wasn't beautiful like Bethany. At first he found himself staring back at her with an almost analytical desire to learn about her. But after several moments had passed, it was as if she could reach into his very mind. It was as if she knew him. Without knowing quite how or why, he had discovered himself standing about 5 feet away from her, and wasn't surprised to hear her speak. "I know you," she said. 12:52 - 11.07.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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