Chapter Seventeen: Aftershocks

My eyes tiredly blink open and I'm greeted by bright light. I groan as I snap my eyes shut, giving myself some time to adjust to the light.

"Trinity?"

"What…" I trail off as I open my eyes, seeing Mia's worried face above me. "How am I…the last thing I remember-"

"The Dean hurt you, it was really bad and I thought…" She sighs. "But I remembered the water that you grandmother gave you and that's what you're floating in right now."

It was just then that I realized that I was inside a fish bowl. "Oh." I right myself and with Mia's help, get out of the bowl. Once she places me down, I shift to my human form. The moment I'm on my feet, I'm nearly tackled by Mia, who wraps her arms around me.

"Please never scare me like that again. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." She says.

Memories begin to flash in my mind. "You saved me."

She pulls away to look me in the eyes. "You were hurt and I didn't know what to do, but then I remembered the water skin. At first, I didn't know if it would work. You got a little a better, but you wouldn't wake up."

"Thank you for saving me," I told her. "What happened?"

Mia's face falls and she takes my hands, leading me to the bed and sitting down. She takes a deep breath. "After you were…stabbed," she choked out. "by the Dean, she went back to fighting Carmilla. When Carmilla saw what had happened to you, she knocked the Dean into the pit before she…before she jumped in and killed the light." She looks at me with tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry, Trinity. Carmilla's gone."

"Oh," I whisper in shock. Carmilla may not have always been the most welcoming but I did consider her to be a friend and comrade. "Laura must be heartbroken."

Mia nods. "It's been a rough week."

I look at her. "Week?" It couldn't have possibly been that long, could it?

"Yeah. That's how long you've been asleep." She tells me. "I didn't know if you were ever gonna wake up." She takes my hand, squeezing tightly. "You don't know how relieved I am. I came so close to losing you and I never got the chance to-" She cuts herself off.

"Mia?"

Her chocolate eyes meet mine. "I never got the chance to tell you that I love you; and that I am so, so happy that you're my mate. I know neither of us is sure what will happen because I'm human, but as long as we're together I know that everything will be okay."

"I love you too," I tell her, smiling through my tears. "So much."

Mia pulls me in and out lips meet in deeply passionate, yet sweet kiss. As I continue to bask in the love of my mate, we are interrupted by the room shaking and a rumbling noise outside. I break the kiss and look around. "What was that?"

"Oh, we've been getting aftershocks all week ever since we stopped the sacrifice." We hear the sound of rushing feet outside the dorm. "What's going on?" We stand up and Mia opens the door just in time to see Perry pass us to knock on Laura's door.

I look down the hallway and my eyes bulge at the sight of an unconscious Carmilla in Danny's arms.

"Oh my God." Mia breathes.

Danny looks at me. "I see you're awake." She says, struggling a little with Carmilla.

Perry opens Laura's door. "Hey, Laura." She walks in. "Um, so, something happened, and, um, I just wanted to come prepare you so that you wouldn't freak out. So Kirsch and some of his Zeta bros were, um, throwing cherry bombs into the big pit under the Lustig; and, um, they found, um…"

Danny brings Carmilla into the room, Mia and I following behind her. "Okay, sorry, Easy Bit, she's heavier than she looks." She lays Carmilla on Laura's bed.

"Carm!" Laura jumps out of her chair and rushes towards her.

"Okay." Danny backs away. "So, we think she's…I mean, she seems dead, but she's a vampire, right?"

"Well, blood! She needs blood!" Laura says, grabbing the 'milk' container and carefully feeding it to Carmilla. "Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead."

Carmilla's head bobs as she struggles to sit up, drinking more of the blood. Laura takes away the container after a few moments and Carmilla pushes herself into a sitting position. She looks around the room and sighs. "Whoa, that was a kick."

Laura wraps her arms around the girl for a long moment before pulling away. "Hey."

"Hey."

Seeing that we should probably leave the two to talk, Perry sends a look to the rest of us and we make our way out the room. Just when I'm about to enter my room an idea strikes me. "Perry," I call. The redhead turns to look at me. "Is there a chance that you have any brownie ingredients I can use? I want to make a special recipe to celebrate stopping the Dean and Carmilla being alive."

"Of course." She nods. "Shall I drop them off here or leave them in the kitchen for you?"

"The kitchen will be fine, thank you, Perry."

"You're welcome, Trinity."

We say our goodbyes and I open the door, allowing Mia in before following and closing the door behind me.

"Special recipe?" Mia asks, raising a curious eyebrow. "I don't think Perry would approve of you making hash brownies. There's enough of those going around at parties."

"Hash?"

"Y'know…" she trails off after seeing the blank look on my face. "weed, pot, cannabis?"

"Cannabis? Is that why those brownies tasted funny? They were made with herbs in them?"

Mia's eyes widen. "You had some?"

"I had several. I couldn't place what that flavor was. They didn't taste very good."

She looks at me in pity. "Oh my gosh, you must've been so high."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Really?" She asks. "You didn't feel anything after you ate the brownies."

I shrug. "I felt fine; I just didn't like the taste."

Mia steps forward, cupping my cheek in her hand. "Sweetie, the reason those brownies are around at parties is because when you eat some of it, it has an effect on you. It can make you feel good. Some use it for medicine and some use it for fun."

"Oh."

She brushes my hair behind my ear and drops her hand. "Yeah 'oh'. You really didn't feel anything?" I shake my head. "I guess some things don't affect you like they do humans." She tilts her head. "So what's so 'special' about this recipe then?"

I smile. "Oh, I put fairy dust in it."

Mia stares at me blankly. "…fairy dust?"

I nod my head. "Mmhmm."

"You have fairy dust."

"Yes."

"Like Tinkerbell?"

"No!" I say immediately, and maybe a bit too harshly, remembering that ridiculous story.

Mia rocks back on her heels. "I'm sensing I hit a nerve."

"Fairy dust does not make you fly," I tell her. "That's just silly."

"Then what does it do?"

"It depends on the element it's from."

"What do you mean?"

"The dust affects you differently depending on the type of Fae. Because my main source of power is water, dust from me will make you confident and creative." I explain. "It doesn't really take much, and it's not something you use excessively."

"What happens if you use too much of it?"

"Then it starts to affect you more a like a drug. It's not addictive but you will become pretty useless."

"And you want to put this in the brownies?"

"It'll be fine. Trust me."


I finish stirring the brownie mix with a sigh of relief. "Okay, time for the secret ingredient."

Mia kicks her legs back and forth from her seat on a nearby counter but perks up at the words.

I hold my hand up to my eye and begin to concentrate, pulling on power from within myself. After a moment I rub my fingers together. If one were to walk in on us right now, it would look like I was sprinkling glitter into a bowl. They'd completely miss what was actually going on.

Mia slides off the counter, transfixed by the spectacle in front of her. It looked as if the remains of crushed diamonds falling from Trinity's fingers. "That's amazing." She whispered in awe.

I shrug, unaffected by a sight that I had grown up seeing. "It's just a little dust."

Mia shakes her head. "You're amazing."

I look at her. "Mia, it's just a little…" The look in her dark eyes takes my breath away.

Mia steps closer behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. "You're amazing." She says, before sealing our lips in a kiss.

My moving fingers stutter to a stop and I turn in her embrace. Only when oxygen becomes necessary do we pull away. I beam at her. "I really like doing that."

"Well, you can do it all you want if you like. I won't complain."

I look between her and the mixing bowl. "Can I put the brownies in first? I don't want to leave it out and I need to clean the bowl to wash away the dust. I don't think it would be a good idea if someone were to get into it. But I really want to continue this." I hastily add.

Mia smiles at me. "Go ahead." She steps back. "I'm not going anywhere."

I nod rapidly before dealing with the brownies and mess as quickly as possible. Mia helps with the cleaning, smirking at the blush she sees on my face when our hands collide.


The timer of the oven goes off and I barely pull away from Mia with swollen lips. "I should get those," I mumble between kisses. "I don't want them to burn."

"Absolutely," Mia says, kissing me again. "I'm excited to try them." She kisses me one more time before letting me attend to the brownies.

I set the brownies down pull off the oven mitts. "I hope these are as good as my mother's."

"Smells good." Mia smiles. "I can't wait for them to cool."

I nod at her words and go over to the since, gathering a bit of water in my hands before quickly walking back to the brownies.

"Trinity…" Mia trails off with wide eyes at the sight of her girlfriend blowing the water in her hands towards the brownies. Only to see that what had been water is now a gust of frost falling among the desert.

I look at Mia with a smile, gesturing toward the now cool brownies. "I believe the French say bon appetit."

"Don't mind if I do." Mia steps forward lifts a brownie to her mouth but before she can take a bite the room shakes and we hear the sounds of strange noises. She sets the brownie down and looks around. "What was that?" Suddenly, the sound of an alarm blares through the room. "That's the Town Hall alarm."

An uncomfortable feeling settles in my stomach. "We have to get to the others."