by JJ Jones
“Okay, this is going to require both of us,” he explained. “I’m going to need you to do another favor for me.”
“Okay, what can I do?” I asked anxiously.
“I’m going to need you to remove the bullet from my shoulder,” he said as he gingerly lifted his arm to better position for me to reach over.
“What?!” I asked.
“I need you to remove the bullet,” he explained. “Normally I would do it myself, but where the bullet is positioned, I can’t quite reach it. I’ll need your help to get the bullet out. Do you think you can do that for me?”
“I’ve never done anything like that before?” I said feeling nervous and anxious.
“It’s okay, I’ll guide you. It’s not too bad.” He said reassuring me.
“Should I just use my fingers?” I asked.
“Probably, I think it’s the best tool we have here,” he looked around the car briefly before nodding his head. “Now it’s going to hurt me, but don’t stop once you’re in there. Just keep digging at it until you are able to fish it out. No matter what I say or do, just get the bullet out,” he looked at me for affirmation.
“Okay,” I said hesitantly.
“Alright, I’m ready,” he grabbed his shirt, wadded it up and bit down on it.
I grimaced as I stuck two fingers into the wound. The feeling of his torn flesh between my fingers made me sick to my stomach. I tried not to think about what I was doing. I couldn’t watch myself dig through his skin, muscles and tendons to find the bullet. Luckily it didn’t take long before my fingers hit something hard and out of place among the warm feeling of his body.
I wrapped my fingers around the bullet and started to slowly back my way out of the wound.
I could see the pain on Logan’s face as he bit down harder on his shirt. Tears surfaced on his eyelids and his face was completely red. I wanted this to be over, so I pulled the bullet free from his skin and took a deep breath. I realized that I had been holding my breath the entire time and felt a little light headed. I don’t know if it was from the lack of oxygen or the entire experience, but I had to turn away and concentrate on myself for a second in order to keep myself from passing out.
I turned back in time to see Logan place his hand on his shoulder and press gently. The area became red like it was being burned. I saw Logan shift to his werebear form and continue pressing his hand to the wound.
I watched dumbfounded, wondering what was happening. I had thought that we were going to remove the wound and then use his shirt to dress it or something. I was completely taken aback.
It didn’t take long before he shifted back to his human form and removed his hand from where the wound had been. There wasn’t a mark on his skin. It was as if he had never been shot. I reached out to touch it and could still feel the heat from where the healing had taken place. Logan didn’t prevent me from touching his shoulder, but he did grimace slightly as I touched it.
“Sorry,” I said.
“It’s just a little tender for a few hours,” he said.
“Logan, how did you-,” I stumbled over the right thing to say, “I mean what just happened?” I said trying to collect my thoughts.
“I healed myself. It’s part of being a shifter. I have the ability to heal myself. I couldn’t have the bullet inside when I healed or it would have been stuck in there. I needed it removed beforehand, that’s why I needed your help. But with knife wounds or something like that, it’s much simpler,” he brushed it off like it was no big deal.
“You just healed yourself. For anyone else, Logan, that would have required major medical attention. We would have needed to go to a hospital or something, but you were able to make it like it never happened. Do you realize,” I never got to finish my question.
“Tanisha let it go. Yes, I know, it’s different. A lot of things about me are different, okay.”
Logan seemed a little annoyed with my fascination so I let it go.
“We should probably get back on the road. We don’t want to waste any more time,” Logan said.
“Yeah, sure,” I said.
“Do you want me to drive?” he offered.
“It doesn’t matter, I can drive or you can if you’re feeling up to it,” I looked over to see if he was okay. I wondered if he had lost a lot of blood and that had any sort of affect on him.
“I can drive,” he said.
We quickly changed positions and Logan got us back on the highway. After a while of driving in silence, I tried to make conversation.
“So... can werebears like you actually die?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Well, you had the ability to heal yourself, like with the gunshot wound, so I just wondered, if you were like immortal ya know?”
“Oh, that’s too complicated of a question,” he answered.
“We have a long car ride,” I offered.
“You ask a lot of questions, and you probably already know too much as it is,” he sighed.
A kind of awkward silence filled the car, and I didn’t know what to say for a while. I didn’t think that Logan was going to say anything, so I figured it was up to me to make the conversation. So started to think of things to say.
“So who was that back there? Obviously, not the FBI, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, they weren’t the FBI,” Logan replied.
I waited for him to say more.
“It’s not just the FBI that is after me. There are others,” he admitted, but he didn’t say anything else.
“Others? Like other shifters? I mean, I couldn’t tell for sure when he was holding me, but he didn’t look,” I struggled to find the right word to describe him, “well he didn’t look human, I guess.”
“Yeah, he was a shifter,” Logan affirmed my suspicions. “They both were. You probably didn’t get a chance to know with the second guy, but the first was.”
“Was he a werebear like you?” I asked curiously.
“No,” Logan said. “A werebear would know better than to attack another werebear in broad daylight.”
“Oh,” I said feeling confused. “He felt so animalistic, like,” I paused trying to gather my thoughts, “like a wolf. Was he a werewolf?”
“Yes,” Logan sounded a little exasperated.
“Why were they after you? What do they want with you?” I continued to probe him with questions.
“The less you know right now, the better, Tanisha,” he said with sense of finality that made me feel like I couldn’t ask more questions.
We drove in silence for a long time. I tried to think of other things to say, but nothing came to me.
“It’s getting late, and I’m getting pretty tired. Are you tired?” Logan asked.
“I’m definitely not wide awake,” I admitted.
“So we probably shouldn’t have you drive either,” Logan said smiling.
“No, probably not. I wouldn’t make it very far before we’d end up in a ditch.” I said jokingly.
“ What do you think about getting a hotel room for the night and continuing the drive in the morning?” Logan asked.
“Since I’m not offering to drive, I think that sounds like a great idea.” I replied.
We drove around until we found a hotel. We followed the same drill as the night before. I went in a checked us in using cash and then went to the room. A few minutes later, Logan came around the back to join me.
“Everything go okay?” Logan asked as he came in the room.
“Yep, everything seemed normal and fine,” I said moving about the room.
Logan plopped himself on the bed propping up pillows to make himself more comfortable.
“Do you want the remote?” I asked picking up the television’s remote control from the table by the door.
“Yeah, that would be great,” he said as I tossed him the remote.
He turned on the television and started flipping through the channels. There wasn’t much on and it seemed like quite a few of
the local channels were still broadcasting alerts about him and now me as well. I can’t say I was surprised that I had been linked with Logan. Most reports were talking about me being taken as a prisoner or possible hostage, but it was unconfirmed. If we were seen we were not to be approached though. Neither of us were to be trusted. It made me smile. I somewhat enjoyed the thrill of the hunt and chase. I wondered what my friends would make of this news report.
“Come over here and sit with me,” Logan pointed to the spot next to him on the bed. “We can pick something to watch together, something less depressing.”
“Yeah, sure,” I said.
I made my way over to the bed and crawled up next to him. He opened up his arms and I snuggled up next to him. There was just something nice about being next to him, feeling the warmth of his body next to mine and the touch of his skin.
“I’ll just continue flipping through the channels. If you see something you want to watch, just say something,” he said.
“Alright,” I nodded but I was more interested in other things.
“You said in the car that werebears and dying is a complicated question,” I said. “But answer just one thing for me. Could you have died today by taking that bullet for me?”
“Yes and no,” he replied. “I can die by being shot, but it depends on where I am shot. In the shoulder, no. Does that answer your question.”
“Yes, so where would that guy have needed to shoot you in order to have killed you?” I asked.
“A number of different places,” he said vaguely.
“Oh,” I replied a little frustrated.
“What about like crosses and stuff like that. I know those things apply to vampires, but do you have something like that that applies to you?”
“There are some things that are worse than others,” he replied watching some show on the television about the animal kingdom.
“You also threw that werewolf guy like halfway down the street,” I said. “So you must have like super human strength, right?”
“I suppose you could call it that, but that is as strong as most bears are.” he said as he continued to look at the shows on the television as if he wasn’t really paying attention to me.
After scrolling through the channels at least twice, Logan shut off the television. “Nothing on to watch,” Logan shrugged his shoulders.
“That’s alright,” I said. “I don’t need to watch television. I’m just enjoying being here with you.”
“Yeah this is nice,” Logan said pulling me closer to him. “It will be nice getting to Mexico where I don’t have to run anymore. I won’t constantly be looking over my shoulder to make sure I’m not being followed or watched. I will breathe a huge sigh of relief once I make it across the border.”
I didn’t know what to say. It was hard for me to think about saying goodbye to him the following day. I had known that time would come, but it didn’t make it any easier. And to hear Logan talk about it wasn’t helping either. It made my heart hurt and ache in pain.
“I couldn’t have made it without you, Tanisha. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. You’ve been amazing in every way,” he stroked my hair as I laid my head on his chest.
“You’re welcome,” was all I could muster trying to keep myself from crying.
“I mean that, Tanisha,” he said again. “This has been a little bit of roller coaster ride, but I couldn’t have done it without you, and I wouldn’t have wanted to either.”
I looked up and kissed him gently before laying my head back on his chest. I couldn’t trust my voice to say anything.
I waited for Logan to say or do something when suddenly there was a knock at the door and the call of “housekeeping” from outside. I jumped up and shot Logan a worried look, but he wasn’t able to scramble to the bathroom in time. He only made it about halfway across the room before the manager had opened the door.
“I am so sorry to interrupt. I forgot that there weren’t any towels in this room,” his eyes immediately widened in fear as he saw Logan, “Oh, I’m so sorry mam, I didn’t realize that you had company over. I apologize. I will just leave your towels and not disturb you.”
It was obvious by the look on his face that he was embarrassed and flustered as he came in and left the towels on the table.
“Again, I apologize, please let me know if there is anything you need,” the manager said as he walked out the door. He looked straight at Logan as he closed the door behind him.
“Do you think he recognized you?” I said once the door was closed.
“I don’t know,” Logan said peering out the window as the manager walked away.
“What should we do?” I said feeling paranoid.
“Well we either take our chances and stay here hoping that he didn’t recognize me, but thought I was your hooker for the night, or we make a break for it right now?” he said looking back at me.
“I don’t know, what do you think?” I said starting to feel desperate.
“I don’t think we can take the chance that he recognized me,” Logan said. “I think we better go, just in case. We play it safe. My picture is everywhere as is yours now. Chances are, he recognized me or you.”
“Alright, then let’s not continue wasting time. Let’s go,” I said.
We hadn’t even unpacked anything, so it was easy to leave the room and drive away. As we got in the car, the first cop arrived at the hotel. We ducked down in the car and waited for him to go inside hoping that we would be able to drive away after he was inside.
He walked inside, I started the car and we quickly drove out of the parking lot, but we weren’t that lucky. Just as I pulled out of the parking lot, a second cop was pulling in. He looked at us and the car and immediately flipped his lights on and turned around to follow us.
I didn’t have the fastest car around, and we were at a disadvantage not knowing the city we were in. I drove as quickly as I could, taking directions from Logan as we weaved our way through small streets and alleys trying to lose the cop.
“We’ve got to lose him fast before he gets back-up,” Logan shouted.
“I’m open to any suggestions,” I said feeling the tension of the situation.
“Alright, I’ll start thinking of something,” Logan continually was glancing behind us as we tried to find something or somewhere to hide.
“Turn left up here,” Logan pointed.
“Okay,” I made the left and found that we were headed into the National Park. “Now what?”
“We’re going to lose him in here,” Logan said.
“I can barely see anything,” I said.
“Turn off your headlights,” Logan instructed.
“But then,” I started.
“Just do it,” he commanded.
“Okay,” I agreed and then turned them off.
“Just follow my directions.” Logan instructed. Then for the next few minutes we drove through the park without any lights. Logan explained that he had heightened senses and could see in the dark where regular humans couldn’t. We were able to drive into the forest and easily lose the chasing cop.
We decided that our best option was to stay the night out in the forest in the car. It was easier than taking our chances with another hotel, especially now that the FBI knew where we were.
We drove into the forest, I rolled my window down, and the warmth of the air felt nice against my skin. I enjoyed feeling his fingers interlaced with my own.
“It feels a little stuffy in the car,” Logan said. “Do you want to take a walk?”
“Sure,” I agreed.
We each stepped out into the warm night air. It felt humid, but with the sun going down, I knew that it would cool off soon, and we would feel much better.
“I hate the humidity of the South,” Logan complained.
“Really?” I said. “I love it. I know it can be hot sometimes, but I love the feeling of the moisture on your skin. It makes your skin feel so soft and smooth.” I pulled back my sleeve and
felt the skin on my forearm.
Logan stopped walking and touched his fingers to my forearm as well, feeling the smoothness of the skin.
“Your skin doesn’t need the humidity to feel like silk,” he said pulling me closer to him.
I felt his arms rub my back gingerly, untucking my shirt slipping his hands underneath. The warmth of his hands against my skin was wonderful sending chills up and down my spine.
Logan cupped my chin in his hand and slowly pulled my lips to his. His kiss was passionate and strong. I felt his tongue force its way into my mouth interlacing with my own.
I wrapped my own arms around his waist and pulled him closer to me. I immediately felt myself become aroused as our bodies thrust against each other. Logan laid me down gently on the forest floor. It was soft and surprisingly comfortable.
I wanted him to shift. I wanted to see him become his werebear form. I needed him to shift for me. I pulled at his clothing practically tearing it from his body. As I saw his naked body, I only felt more aroused and knew that I was wet and ready for him.
I reached for his cock and stroked it gently in my hands. It hardened for me as I stroked back and forth. As I pleasured him, Logan teasingly removed my clothing and played with me starting with my neck and moving to my nipples and belly button. He left no part of my body untouched.
“Your skin is so smooth,” he called softly as he kissed my hips and worked his way inward to my inner thighs.
He began to rub gently with his fingers and lick with his tongue just as he had the night before. I felt my pleasure mounting with every lick and suck.
I groaned knowing how amazing it would feel.
“Don’t cum yet,” he paused. He stuck two fingers inside me stroking back and forth sending a whole new sensation through me. It sent my arousal even higher than before.
“That feels amazing,” I said as I fought to keep myself from peaking.
I knew that Logan was smiling as he continued to suck my pussy. Together with his fingers and tongue I felt my body moving out of my control. Logan forced my hips down onto the ground and continued sucking as my orgasmic pleasure peaked and continued for what felt like minutes.
“Don’t stop,” I cried out into the night.