I throw one back at her, and it goes right through her shoulder as well. She swallows and pulls it out, "Did you...seriously just do that?"
I swallow and she pins me against the wall, biting my neck and drinking. I close my eyes and find it doesn't feel as good as it does when Austin bites me, and realize its punishment. She starts draining me and I try to push her off, "M-Mom," I whisper, "I-I get it...p-please just..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
River looks up, my brothers still there, and studies us, "What happened?"
"She threw knives at me," I respond, swallowing.
He sighs, taking me in his arms and hushing me, saying some kind of spell to make me forget everything that happened. I love his power.
He lets me go and sighs, me getting back to my old stubborn self. Jag watches, "I find it weird that your the second oldest and you are acting like your the youngest."
River smirks and I smile, jumping on Austin's back for a piggy-back ride, "My baby is stronger than River," I kiss his cheek and rest my chin on his shoulder.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
