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Chapter 39

"maybe she"

"couldn&039;t have"

" her a minute "

"just the shock"

I opened my eyes and saw Jeannie, Michael, Sinclair, and Jessica all peering down at me

"Hey, there you are," Jess said She was, thank God, holding BabyJon, riggling and whining to come to me "You fainted"

"I did not faint Vampires don&039;t faint"

"I know of at least one who does," Sinclair teased

"What happened?" I asked, sitting up

"We were hoping you could tell us," Michael said

"Hey, oneto his death-except he didn&039;t die-and then trying to eat my brother Who appears to be not eaten"

In fact, BabyJon appeared to be fine Which was impossible I reached up and took hi except some saliva No bite No blood Unbelievable

"-don&039;t nore until thirteen or fourteen," Michael was saying "Aaron&039;s only eleven; nobody expected hi this phase"

"Is that why he did it while it was still daylight?" Jessica asked

Nobody answered her, which was just rude Super-Secret Werewolf Business, no doubt And speaking of daylight, there wasn&039;t et furry pretty soon Which meant-oh, shit

"Sinclair!" I cried "This castle is practically all hat the hell are you doing out of our roorown another head "You were screa," he said simply "In my head I had to co," Jessica added "I can&039;t believe his feht now"

"Gross," was my only comment

"I don&039;t understand any of this," Michael said "You said Aaron bit the baby? You must be mistaken; there isn&039;t a scratch on him And whose baby is that, anyway?"

Oh, for the love-

"Wait a second Wait" Jessica frowned She frowned harder Her eyes went all narrow and squinty Her lips twitched Michael and Jeannie looked alarmed, but I knew that expression It was her It&039;s on the Tip of My Tongue look

Then: "Bite hi anybody&039;s baby," I protested "Least of all this one"

"I&039;ll bite hiot to be one of the vaetting at"

"Swell," I grumped "Somebody want to clue ers others would find crippling, even fatal"

"He&039;s not i," I protested "He&039;s had colds He&039;s had shots at the pediatrician He-don&039;t do that!"

Sinclair,with the spooky speed that, even after all this time, startled the hell out of me, dipped his head and slashed at BabyJon with his jaws He made a rattlesnake look slow

I lashed out and punched hi Then, when I did knohat I was doing, I slapped at his shoulders It probably looked to the others like he was on fire and I was trying to put hi-ouch-Jessica&039;s theory" He rubbed his eye "Look"

"Look at what, you psychotic?"

"Look at the baby"