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improved Helena. Besides, Danny didn’t really like the smell of vampires. While this body carried the same sickly-sweet base note distinct to all vampires, it didn’t bother me in the slightest.
    Danny led the way. We walked for a good two hours before we found a large, natural, underground cavern, near the bottom of the main shaft, partially filled with water. It looked like the shaft continued under water. Unless I wanted to go diving I wouldn’t know exactly how far down it went. What had probably happened is that they’d hit an underground water table and as a result the shaft was declared a dead end. Being the only shaft at the time, the water would have been the reason the mine was abandoned. Maybe they didn’t have enough funding to sink another shaft, or create an offshoot from the main shaft. Not that it mattered now. What did matter was that this was an ideal dumping ground for bodies — loads of them! I could easily dispose of them here. When a bit of housekeeping was necessary, a small fire, or some sulphur injections for the vamps and it’d be roomy once again. That was another plus. As the cavern was quite large I shouldn’t accidentally find myself enclosed within a prison of rock. I didn’t know how I’d react if I found myself trapped, even temporarily, in something solid. The worst that could happen here is I’d get my feet wet. I could live with that.
    “When we get back to the cottage I’d like a backpack full of lighter fluid, waterproof matches and sulphur syringes, please. I may as well store some supplies here.”
    Danny bowed with a flourish. “Your wish …”
    I laughed and gave his arm a whack. “Stop it or I’ll start to develop a power complex. Then I will be a nightmare to live with.”
    We returned to the small clearing we’d started out from, courtesy of me. I didn’t bother recreating the lights if it was only the two of us. Danny found the brief flash that was inherent in my form of travelling — I didn’t have to move in order to travel — refreshing.
    My lights paled in comparison to the brilliance of a heavenly angel’s lights. There were some differences between the earth-bound variety of angel — me, common as muck, as usual — and the heavenly variety — Danny, brilliant and dazzling in every way.
    There were no other trails to follow from the miniscule clearing. We decided to head north and see what we could find. After a couple of hours of walking, and talking along the way — we were in no hurry, had nowhere to be at a certain time — and with no sign of any new trails, we decided to call it a day.
    Somehow we always seemed to end up in what had become my bedroom. I was determined, today, for something different — Danny’s old room. After leaving the bathroom, wearing only a towel — we’d had a long hot shower together — I walked past my door. Danny grabbed my arm and gently pulled me back.
    “No,” he said.
    “Why not? Why always here? ”
    He pulled me into the bedroom and sat me on the bed.
    “That room,” he sighed, “was shared with another.”
    My heart sank. I felt hurt and betrayed, though exactly why I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Had he lied to me all those months ago about not having had sex before? But wasn’t it true that angels couldn’t lie?
    “I thought you’d never had sex before,” I blurted out.
    “I hadn’t,” Danny replied calmly. I hated it when he was the calm to my maelstrom of emotions, “until you. But I never said I hadn’t been in love before.”
    My head started to spin … been in love before . I’d never thought that Danny might have been in love before. Never thought that someone might have held a place in his heart. There were far too many questions flying around in my head. I tried to gather my thoughts, calm down and be reasonable about this.
    I spoke softly and slowly, trying to remain calm. “Then what did you do? How did you express your love? You’ve already told me angels don’t need