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Pure Blooded (Jessica McClain #5)(4)
Author: Amanda Carlson

“Hold on!” Rourke shouted as a sea of marshland, water, and scrubby brush sped in front us, filling the view out the windshield.

“I’m holding!” The yoke broke under my grip.

We hit once… and then bounced like a superball.

My eyebrows shot up as I glanced over at Rourke. “What’s going on?” I asked. We went down again, almost in slow motion, and then bounced up like we were attached to a bungee cord.

“It’s the best I can do!” Marcy yelled from her seat. “Whoever’s messing with us managed to find a way to block the plane from my magic. But they can’t block the entire earth, suckas!”

“Sweet,” I called, continuing to grip the broken wheel in each of my fists. “But at this rate the plane is going to break apart.”

“No it won’t,” Marcy said. “The plane is cushioned from below by a spell. I thought soft and bouncy, and my brain went straight to marshmallows. That’s just how it works when I’m under pressure.”

“So the plane is mimicking jumping from marshmallow to marshmallow?”

“That’s right,” she called, pride in her voice. “It was ingenious, if I do say so myself.”

The plane began to slow to small bounces and I spotted Ray out the windshield. He was in the process of placing his body in front of the nose to try and slow us down to a complete stop. I assumed Naomi was helping him from below.

It was strange to see him out there, almost surreal.

We continued to spring over the small mounds of earth and water until the belly of the plane finally struck something hard.

The plane jerked to a stop, tossing us all forward. Then with almost no preamble, it cracked in half. I glanced back just in time to see Marcy tumble out of the belly of the plane, still strapped to her seat.

There was a splash below.

“I’m okay!” she called. “I broke my fall with a spell. Now I just have to figure out how to get marsh water out of my lady parts.”

2

“Everyone okay?” Rourke called. A round of yeses chorused from outside the plane.

“I’m just fine, thanks to you.” I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. I pulled back, but before I could untangle myself from the seat, he ran a hand around my neck and pulled me into a deep, needy kiss. His relief that we were okay pounded through our shared connection, along with my own leftover adrenaline.

I slumped against him, bringing my hands up to stroke his face.

He let me go after a long moment. “I didn’t do much other than try and keep the plane level,” he sighed. “If you want to thank anyone, thank the vamps and Marcy for bouncing us like a ball instead of letting us crash.”

He stood, reaching over to help me out of my seat. Once I was up, he positioned me in front of him and guided me forward. When we got to the rent in the plane, I jumped through to help Marcy while Rourke went to check on the pilots who thankfully were still out cold and still in the plane.

I landed in thigh-high water.

Marcy was standing on top of her plane seat, dripping wet. “Good gravy, this stinks. It literally stinks—like week-old soggy laundry left in the washer.” She shook her legs out, spraying marsh water all over.

“Don’t you have a go-to drying spell? Or a change-of-clothes spell?” I asked wryly. “You’re a talented witch who specializes in marshmallow landings. You must have something for cleaning up a spill in your repertoire.”

“Hey, enough with the unfunny banter. Let’s not forget I just saved our lives, shall we? I’m working on the drying part,” she muttered. “Just trying not to freak out about all the creepy-crawlies that live here. You know, the venomous snakes, alligators, and seriously yucky things that call this place home. Healing from an alligator attack is not on my current to-do list. So, one thing at a time.”

Naomi and Ray both stood off to the right on a dry area of land, looking incredibly happy we were all alive. “How does it look from over there, Ray?” I called. “Did you see anything interesting from above? Are we close to any civilization?”

“Nope, we’re in the middle of one huge marshland. Nothing but swamp for miles and miles. We got lucky. But if the plane stayed on the radar, like the pilots thought, the air traffic controllers saw us go down. Activity will arrive shortly, so we gotta clear out fast.”

I glanced at Marcy, who was already half dry, right as Rourke stuck his head out of the plane. “I buckled the two pilots back into the cockpit seats,” he said, nodding to Marcy. “Now I need you to spell them into thinking they were alone and we were never here.”

Marcy clucked her tongue. “I can do that, but they filled out a flight log in the Bahamas. There will be a record of us being on the flight. And before you ask”—she held a hand up—“I can’t spell something when I don’t know where it is.”

Rourke arched an eye at her. “I don’t care about the flight log. The investigators can interpret that information any way they want. If you wipe their memories and the plane clean, then there’s no real evidence we were ever here. Can you take care of the black box too? There’s a record of Ray opening the door of the plane midflight. Once that’s taken care of, we should be all set.”

Marcy muttered something under her breath about miracles and the abuses of witches. I smiled. “Fine,” she answered. “But for spelling the pilots, I’m going to need something with their DNA attached. Get me a strand of hair or an eyelash or two. Whatever. I’ll need to get back in the plane to deal with the black box.” She crossed her arms and turned to me as Rourke went to fetch the DNA. “For performing my awesome spells on demand, I’ll be requesting a cappuccino maker next to—if not directly on—my desk when we get home. As well as two additional weeks of paid vacation.” She stared me down, daring me to object.

   
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