Awakening Book One of the Trust Series(51)

Caitlyn thought about that. She had barely seen Garrett in two weeks. He stated that he was busy with an assignment that the Trust had given him, but she could not help think that it was a ruse to make her not feel guilty about the time she was spending training. She wanted to continue training. She found it very exciting when she learned something new. The Potential knew with Declan that they were going way beyond what other Actuals were capable of performing. It made her feel strong and empowered. She learned that she thrived off those feelings. Declan was not bad company himself. He was serious about the training, but she found that he had a similar sense of humor to hers and they had various things in common. She could see the both of them becoming close friends.

However, her longing to see Garrett won out. She missed him. They had barely made their feelings known to one another when he was separated as her mentor. She wanted to keep that fire going in their relationship. Garrett was special, she knew that. There was something in the back of her mind that was preventing her from being able to give herself wholly to him, without hesitation. Spending time apart would not help the situation.

“You know, the weekend off does sound good. So if you are tired of the dungeon, where are we going to train?”

“We can return to the new training facilities in the main building. We have not even skimmed the surface of what you are going to be capable of. Monday, wear comfortable clothes and running shoes. Show up at five am.”

She groaned as she stood up. That was early for even her. “Five am?”

“Yes. Be in a good mood. Have a nice weekend, Caitlyn. Enjoy.”

With that, Declan McPherson transported to who knows where.





Chapter 15



The weekend had been more than pleasant for the most part. Garrett had returned late Friday night. The Councilmen had kept him more than busy over the past week; their primary objective had been to get him to resume his role as an Inquisitor. After Caitlyn had left the briefing room, the Councilmen made it no secret that they wanted to promote him within the group. They acknowledged his talent level, for the ability was rare and as a result he would be most useful in the more difficult cases.

Garrett was not very inclined to oblige, especially after they took away his mentorship. They reiterated time and time again that the change was in no way a reflection on him, but it was simply that Caitlyn was exceptional and needed guidance beyond what he could provide.

He refused to believe that. Caitlyn was exceptional; there was no doubt about that. But she was still advancing far beyond her peers at this stage. The change to Declan was not a well thought out one and a rash one at that. Caitlyn and Declan were a dangerous combination. Both were extremely too driven. He firmly believed that Declan did not understand that Caitlyn would need to learn to pace herself.

He did not want Caitlyn just to become another tool that the Trust could use. He had seen it happen before with Actuals of significantly less power than she had. They became soldiers of the Trust; their lives completely dedicated to the Trust only, their personal lives second to their loyalty of their organization.

Declan was the embodiment of this belief. Declan was so wrapped up in Trust business, it was well known that it he had not even had a personal relationship in more than two years. His life was the Trust and nothing else. Garrett hated the idea to losing Caitlyn to that. In the past three weeks since the Council handed down their decision, he had only received a few intermittent phone calls from Caitlyn. He felt that Declan’s influence was already beginning.

Garrett was a little more than surprised to see Caitlyn at the door when he arrived home. He was pleased to note that she appeared almost relaxed as she waited for him, with a bottle of wine in her hand. She smiled that beautiful smile that made him relax every time he witnessed it. He missed her more than he wanted to admit.

Garrett could not keep the longing out of his voice. “You are here.”

Her voice was as soft as her smile. “I’m here for the whole weekend. Unless…” a look of uncertainty crossed her face. “You have plans?”

He shook his head no. Even if he had, he would have canceled them immediately just to spend time with her alone. He crossed the final four steps over to where she stood before taking her in up his arms. It was as wonderful as he remembered, her body molding perfectly into his.

He kissed her, a thousand sparks igniting between them in that moment. When they finally pulled away from each other, breathless and with lips swollen, he spoke. “I’ve missed you.”