Unnatural History, "Caught In-Between" ch.8, rated T
Fandom: Unnatural History
Title: Caught In-Between
Chapter Title: 8: Leap of Faith
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: R/M
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Characters/Pairings: Henry/Maggie, Jasper/Maggie, & hinted Jasper/Henry
Warnings: polyamory, UST in later chapters.
Disclaimer: Cartoon Network owns Unnatural History. I only borrow and play.
Notes: In progress. OT3 fic, with mature situations to be added later. (Once completed I'll post to the UnH comm here at LJ.)
URLS: FFnet | AO3
Story Summary:As a strange heat wave hits DC, the gang becomes involved in a mystery that enhances their feelings for one another, with a new fertility artifact as a possible cause. Henry x Maggie x Jasper. In-progress.
Previous Chapter
Chapter Eight: Leap of Faith
Maggie Winnock had no idea when she woke up that morning that she would get roped into one of Henry Griffin's usual half-baked plans.
"You have to be kidding me," Maggie said, rolling her eyes. "There is no way I'm going to break into someone's hotel room because you think they're up to something. That's just not a good enough reason."
"Fine, but I'm telling you, she's hiding something, and I intend to find out," Henry spoke adamantly. "Ever since Mrs. Farah and this exhibit showed up at the Natural Museum Complex, strange things have been happening, and now Mrs. Farah wants to delay the exhibit? But why? And why would she want to delay the opening and extend the exhibit if she suspected someone was out to steal her artifacts? It makes no sense."
"Yeah," Jasper said agreeably, munching on a Snickers bar. "You would think if she was so spooked, she'd pack up the exhibit and leave this place to protect her valuables."
Maggie scrunched her brow. "I just don't see all these things happening as strange, Henry. Yes, this heat wave is a record for D.C. and yes, the students are a lot more affectionate than usual, but there are probably perfectly good explanations for them. The heat wave has not been isolated to DC, since New York has also been affected." She shrugged. "It's probably just a passing warm front."
"And the students?" Henry asked, with one eyebrow rising as he crossed his arms and waited for her answer.
Maggie shook her head. "It must be something in the water. A jock prank or something, like crushed up Viagra." Jasper's eyes widened, and Henry furrowed his brow, and Maggie feared she'd have to explain that to him. "I say we have the water tested first before we start breaking and entering into some innocent person's hotel room."
"And by the time we get the test results back? It'll be too late, and whatever Mrs. Farah is planning will take place, people will collapse from heat..."
"Or...a lot of people will just get fortunately laid," Jasper commented cheekily. "Well, except for ole' Jasper here." He sighed with exaggerated sadness.
"Look, if you don't want to go, I'll go by myself," Henry said. "I don't want to ask you to do anything you don't want to do."
Maggie sighed. "Henry..."
He shook his head. "Maybe you're right," he said with a grunt. "I have to prove that she's innocent." He looked away from Maggie's sympathetic stare. "I'll just be in and out. No one will know I was there. If she's innocent, well, then I'll drop it."
"Why are you so obsessed with this anyway? With the exception of some students getting heat exhaustion, there really isn't any significant danger to the school," Maggie said, and she placed a comforting hand on Henry's forearm, which made him inwardly shudder with a swirl of emotions. He looked down at her touch slowly and then met her kind eyes.
"It's not... about danger. It's about intuition, Maggie. I just have this feeling that something is going on behind the scenes," he answered, and he instantly hated it when she drew her touch away.
"Fine, then," Jasper said with a snort. "I'll go with you." Henry turned to his cousin with relief and gratitude. Jasper smiled, and Maggie looked back and forth to the two guys and felt almost left out from their usual bond. "At least I can do is be your lookout while you go through Mrs. Farah's panty drawer."
Henry frowned. "Thanks, Jasper, and well, I guess I deserved that jab."
"Okay, I'll go too!" Maggie said, throwing up her arms. "Gees, it's not like you guys can do anything right without me."
Jasper grinned. "She's right, you know. The last time we did something on our own we ended up locked up and passed out in the boy's locker cage."
Maggie sneered at him when she shuddered. "Don't ever bring that up again, thank you very much." Henry and Jasper laughed.
"It's settled then," Henry said. "We'll sneak into her hotel room tonight while she's at the grand opening of her exhibit. It should be easy since everyone tied to the exhibit will be here in the museum."
"Easy..." Maggie said with a groan. "Let's hope so."
-x-
Getting to the hotel was fairly simple. Jasper hacked into the museum's secure information database (which he had done often for a lot of things, they had found out, much to Maggie's dismay), and they found Mrs. Farah's contact information and the hotel she checked into. Many of her personnel were staying there as well, and many of their rooms were all around hers when Jasper found the layout.
"It should be a piece of cake," Jasper said, bringing up a map of the hotel on his laptop. The three of them were camped out in Maggie's car in the hotel parking lot as they formulated their plans. "She and many of her security are staying on the second floor of the Marriot. Getting onto the second floor is easy; we don't need a key card for that, but getting in the room is more difficult."
"No one should be there, and I can gain access from the second floor and let you guys in," Henry said, studying the layout.
Maggie turned to him with a wry tone. "Don't tell me, you're going to jungle your way up the walls and get in through the balcony."
Henry shot her a confident smile. "It's like you read my mind."
She groaned and opened the door, and they followed her outside. "Let's just get this over with."
"What are we going to do about a lookout?" Jasper said, stopping them in front of the hood of her car.
"Maggie and I will search the room," Henry said, "and you can wait outside the door and look out for anyone that may come in, housekeeping or for the rare chance, Mrs. Farah or one of her people."
Jasper nodded. "Okay, just please don't tell me I have to do a bird call to alert you or anything weird like that."
Henry shook his head. "As you wait into the hall, knock on the wall by the door frame four times. I'll hear it."
"Of course you will," Jasper said condescendingly. "I guess that beats bird calls."
"Once we find absolutely nothing," Maggie said, shooting Henry a smarmy look. "We'll leave, and then walk right out down the hall as if nothing happened. Then we clear this woman and Henry's fears of this whole debacle."
"I like your optimism, Maggie," Henry said jubilantly, but she could see in his eyes he felt personally challenged. She imagined that he wanted so desperately to prove her wrong, to let her know that his "other" sense was picking up on something. She knew that he didn't want anyone to be in any danger; who would want that? But Henry wanted to prove to Maggie that faith and intuition were just as reliable and viable as science and evidence sometimes.
As Henry broke off to scale the outer walls, Jasper and Maggie discreetly made their way up to the second floor, and nobody seemed suspicious of their presence, as if they were merely guests visiting someone who was staying on the second floor. It was almost two easy, and when Jasper and Maggie hung out anxiously outside Mrs. Farah's hotel room, they were surprisingly quiet and jumpy until Henry opened the door from inside.
"Sorry for the wait," Henry said. "There's a pool under her balcony, so I had to take the long way around to dodge some hotel employees cleaning up."
Jasper shrugged. "The coast is clear over here. I haven't even seen a cleaning lady." Jasper pulled out his phone and winked at Maggie and Henry. "I'll pretend I'm texting while you two search the room. I'll signal if I see anything."
Henry nodded, and with an annoyed sigh, Maggie followed Henry inside. Henry saw her look around the room nervously, crossing her arms and avoiding anything that would pick up her finger prints.
"So what are we looking for anyway?" Maggie asked.
"Anything suspicious that may be tied to the stone," Henry answered while quickly and carefully sifting through her books on the hotel tables. "I don't really see anything out of the ordinary in here. She doesn't even have any pagan books."
"Pagan books?" Maggie asked.
"Yeah, Madison was telling me about a full moon ritual that the stone is used for," Henry said, and he saw Maggie's surprised expression. "Yeah, I saw Madison, but that's not the important thing here. Mrs. Farah seemed annoyed that Madison talked about the worth of the stone as well as being used in rituals. Aha!" Henry said, and he gravitated toward a dirty, black metal chest that was on the other side of the bed. He sat down at the bed, looking over the method to open the chest, and began turning knobs. Before he could open the lid, he heard four knocks against the wall, and both he and Maggie froze.
"Someone's coming!" Maggie hissed.
Quickly, Henry turned the knobs back on the chest and jumped up and pulled Maggie toward the window of the balcony.
"Footsteps and voices," Henry said in a hushed whisper. He craned his neck so he could hear more.
"Yeah, someone said he saw people lurking around this room," said a male voice. "I just want you to check. My boss was afraid someone might be targeting her."
"I assure you, sir, no one can get in these rooms without a key card," said an accented voice, which Henry assumed belonged to a hotel employee.
"If you could just check," asked the male again.
Henry and Maggie heard the door open, and footsteps filtered in the room outside the bedroom. Quickly, Henry pulled her onto the balcony, and he closed the door as quietly as he could to avoid alerting their presence. Maggie was thankful the curtains were thick in front of the balcony door, but if they decided to search here too, they would indeed find them. Maggie met his gaze, and she felt scared and panicked, assured they would get caught.
"Don't worry," Henry whispered, and she seemed to stress even more when he looked over the railing of the balcony. He shot her a weak smile. "It's only two floors."
To avoid getting caught, jumping from the balcony on which they were hiding was their only option. Luckily, underneath that very balcony was the hotel pool, and they thanked their lucky stars that they weren't in another room in the hotel, one that didn't have a safety net for them below.
Maggie and Henry had no choice but to jump, hoping that Jasper got away safely before he alerted them. Henry gave Maggie a reassuring look as they climbed over the banister and their feet teetered over the edge, for he already guessed she was scared. She really hated the danger in all this sometimes, and well, getting involved in Henry's schemes certainly didn't help her avoid that.
However, deep down, she knew she wouldn't trade any of it for the world.
He took her hand and squeezed it before they jumped (and fortunately the pool was absent of any hotel personnel that would see them). The man who heard them and the hotel employee were jangling the knob on the door to the balcony, so they had to move fast. Their hands separated as they took off, and Maggie only squealed a little, doing everything in her power not to scream and alert someone else toward their position. Henry, on the other hand, looked positively focused if not gleeful while jumping, and she idly thought how much she would never understand Henry's unbridled spirit, yet she would always envy it.
Thankfully, they splashed into the pool just as intended, and the impact wasn't so bad, and the cool water actually felt nice on a horribly muggy day like today. The heat wave continued, and Maggie realized why Henry had been so willing to jump in the first place.
They both came to the surface, catching their breaths and finding each other, laughing as they both drew closer.
"Are they watching us? I'm afraid to look," Maggie said, referring to their pursuers on the second floor balcony.
"I don't know, but keep laughing," Henry said. "If they see us maybe they'll just think we're some kids out for a quick swim."
Maggie laughed again, swimming toward Henry. He mimicked her laughing, and she wondered if he could sense when their pursuers were through watching them cavorting in the pool, and when she and Henry were in the clear.
Maggie swung her arms around Henry's neck, swimming closer and leaning to whisper in his ear. "Please tell me they're gone."
She could feel Henry go still, and he was staring at her like he'd never looked at her before. "I don't hear them, so I believe they're gone now," he said quietly, but Maggie didn't draw away. Her arms still rested on his shoulders, and she stared at the water that was running through his wet hair and down the angles of his face.
"Maggie..." Henry said, and if he said another word, she thought she accost him right then and there. She didn't know what was coming over her, but she leaned in to kiss him, her eyes closing as Henry stayed still. She saw him tilt his neck, his lips opening. She could feel him breathing, warm and heavy against her bottom lip.
Suddenly, he froze and pulled away from her. She waded in the pool, bewildered as he started swimming backward toward the edge of the pool, still watching her. Then she heard footsteps. Jasper was running toward them. Maggie looked up into Jasper's rushed face in a daze. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and began following Henry back to the edge.
"Thank goodness you guys made it. We have to get out of here." He stopped to catch his breath and put his hands on his knees. "There are cops everywhere."
Henry climbed out of the pool, and Maggie watched as his wet clothes clung to the curves of his body. He shook the water from his hair and stopped. "Not just cops. Ambulance."
Jasper nodded. "Yeah, someone collapsed. Heat exhaustion again." He looked over at Maggie, who was swimming slowly over to them, ashamed of the heat on her face. She almost kissed Henry. That was the reality, and she would have if Jasper hadn't interrupted. Plus, it seemed like Henry had wanted to kiss her too, but he'd stopped. She knew as well as he did that it would probably be bad for Jasper to see them making out, as much as she didn't care at that point and really had wanted to.
Maybe there was something to Henry's theories, Maggie thought. Not too long ago, she wondered if she would have even entertained the idea of kissing Henry, let alone liking him like that. Oddly enough, she had even dismissed him as boyfriend material, but things were changing. Slowly and steadily, Maggie began feeling things about Henry as if they never existed before.
She didn't want to blame the heat wave on her feelings, and she certainly didn't want to attribute this to a fertility goddess.
She still couldn't explain it; supernatural or not, perhaps the mere mention of a fertility goddess was enough to break away from her stubbornness and finally realize the feelings for Henry that she'd been burying deep inside.
Chapter Nine
Title: Caught In-Between
Chapter Title: 8: Leap of Faith
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: R/M
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Characters/Pairings: Henry/Maggie, Jasper/Maggie, & hinted Jasper/Henry
Warnings: polyamory, UST in later chapters.
Disclaimer: Cartoon Network owns Unnatural History. I only borrow and play.
Notes: In progress. OT3 fic, with mature situations to be added later. (Once completed I'll post to the UnH comm here at LJ.)
URLS: FFnet | AO3
Story Summary:As a strange heat wave hits DC, the gang becomes involved in a mystery that enhances their feelings for one another, with a new fertility artifact as a possible cause. Henry x Maggie x Jasper. In-progress.
Previous Chapter
Chapter Eight: Leap of Faith
Maggie Winnock had no idea when she woke up that morning that she would get roped into one of Henry Griffin's usual half-baked plans.
"You have to be kidding me," Maggie said, rolling her eyes. "There is no way I'm going to break into someone's hotel room because you think they're up to something. That's just not a good enough reason."
"Fine, but I'm telling you, she's hiding something, and I intend to find out," Henry spoke adamantly. "Ever since Mrs. Farah and this exhibit showed up at the Natural Museum Complex, strange things have been happening, and now Mrs. Farah wants to delay the exhibit? But why? And why would she want to delay the opening and extend the exhibit if she suspected someone was out to steal her artifacts? It makes no sense."
"Yeah," Jasper said agreeably, munching on a Snickers bar. "You would think if she was so spooked, she'd pack up the exhibit and leave this place to protect her valuables."
Maggie scrunched her brow. "I just don't see all these things happening as strange, Henry. Yes, this heat wave is a record for D.C. and yes, the students are a lot more affectionate than usual, but there are probably perfectly good explanations for them. The heat wave has not been isolated to DC, since New York has also been affected." She shrugged. "It's probably just a passing warm front."
"And the students?" Henry asked, with one eyebrow rising as he crossed his arms and waited for her answer.
Maggie shook her head. "It must be something in the water. A jock prank or something, like crushed up Viagra." Jasper's eyes widened, and Henry furrowed his brow, and Maggie feared she'd have to explain that to him. "I say we have the water tested first before we start breaking and entering into some innocent person's hotel room."
"And by the time we get the test results back? It'll be too late, and whatever Mrs. Farah is planning will take place, people will collapse from heat..."
"Or...a lot of people will just get fortunately laid," Jasper commented cheekily. "Well, except for ole' Jasper here." He sighed with exaggerated sadness.
"Look, if you don't want to go, I'll go by myself," Henry said. "I don't want to ask you to do anything you don't want to do."
Maggie sighed. "Henry..."
He shook his head. "Maybe you're right," he said with a grunt. "I have to prove that she's innocent." He looked away from Maggie's sympathetic stare. "I'll just be in and out. No one will know I was there. If she's innocent, well, then I'll drop it."
"Why are you so obsessed with this anyway? With the exception of some students getting heat exhaustion, there really isn't any significant danger to the school," Maggie said, and she placed a comforting hand on Henry's forearm, which made him inwardly shudder with a swirl of emotions. He looked down at her touch slowly and then met her kind eyes.
"It's not... about danger. It's about intuition, Maggie. I just have this feeling that something is going on behind the scenes," he answered, and he instantly hated it when she drew her touch away.
"Fine, then," Jasper said with a snort. "I'll go with you." Henry turned to his cousin with relief and gratitude. Jasper smiled, and Maggie looked back and forth to the two guys and felt almost left out from their usual bond. "At least I can do is be your lookout while you go through Mrs. Farah's panty drawer."
Henry frowned. "Thanks, Jasper, and well, I guess I deserved that jab."
"Okay, I'll go too!" Maggie said, throwing up her arms. "Gees, it's not like you guys can do anything right without me."
Jasper grinned. "She's right, you know. The last time we did something on our own we ended up locked up and passed out in the boy's locker cage."
Maggie sneered at him when she shuddered. "Don't ever bring that up again, thank you very much." Henry and Jasper laughed.
"It's settled then," Henry said. "We'll sneak into her hotel room tonight while she's at the grand opening of her exhibit. It should be easy since everyone tied to the exhibit will be here in the museum."
"Easy..." Maggie said with a groan. "Let's hope so."
-x-
Getting to the hotel was fairly simple. Jasper hacked into the museum's secure information database (which he had done often for a lot of things, they had found out, much to Maggie's dismay), and they found Mrs. Farah's contact information and the hotel she checked into. Many of her personnel were staying there as well, and many of their rooms were all around hers when Jasper found the layout.
"It should be a piece of cake," Jasper said, bringing up a map of the hotel on his laptop. The three of them were camped out in Maggie's car in the hotel parking lot as they formulated their plans. "She and many of her security are staying on the second floor of the Marriot. Getting onto the second floor is easy; we don't need a key card for that, but getting in the room is more difficult."
"No one should be there, and I can gain access from the second floor and let you guys in," Henry said, studying the layout.
Maggie turned to him with a wry tone. "Don't tell me, you're going to jungle your way up the walls and get in through the balcony."
Henry shot her a confident smile. "It's like you read my mind."
She groaned and opened the door, and they followed her outside. "Let's just get this over with."
"What are we going to do about a lookout?" Jasper said, stopping them in front of the hood of her car.
"Maggie and I will search the room," Henry said, "and you can wait outside the door and look out for anyone that may come in, housekeeping or for the rare chance, Mrs. Farah or one of her people."
Jasper nodded. "Okay, just please don't tell me I have to do a bird call to alert you or anything weird like that."
Henry shook his head. "As you wait into the hall, knock on the wall by the door frame four times. I'll hear it."
"Of course you will," Jasper said condescendingly. "I guess that beats bird calls."
"Once we find absolutely nothing," Maggie said, shooting Henry a smarmy look. "We'll leave, and then walk right out down the hall as if nothing happened. Then we clear this woman and Henry's fears of this whole debacle."
"I like your optimism, Maggie," Henry said jubilantly, but she could see in his eyes he felt personally challenged. She imagined that he wanted so desperately to prove her wrong, to let her know that his "other" sense was picking up on something. She knew that he didn't want anyone to be in any danger; who would want that? But Henry wanted to prove to Maggie that faith and intuition were just as reliable and viable as science and evidence sometimes.
As Henry broke off to scale the outer walls, Jasper and Maggie discreetly made their way up to the second floor, and nobody seemed suspicious of their presence, as if they were merely guests visiting someone who was staying on the second floor. It was almost two easy, and when Jasper and Maggie hung out anxiously outside Mrs. Farah's hotel room, they were surprisingly quiet and jumpy until Henry opened the door from inside.
"Sorry for the wait," Henry said. "There's a pool under her balcony, so I had to take the long way around to dodge some hotel employees cleaning up."
Jasper shrugged. "The coast is clear over here. I haven't even seen a cleaning lady." Jasper pulled out his phone and winked at Maggie and Henry. "I'll pretend I'm texting while you two search the room. I'll signal if I see anything."
Henry nodded, and with an annoyed sigh, Maggie followed Henry inside. Henry saw her look around the room nervously, crossing her arms and avoiding anything that would pick up her finger prints.
"So what are we looking for anyway?" Maggie asked.
"Anything suspicious that may be tied to the stone," Henry answered while quickly and carefully sifting through her books on the hotel tables. "I don't really see anything out of the ordinary in here. She doesn't even have any pagan books."
"Pagan books?" Maggie asked.
"Yeah, Madison was telling me about a full moon ritual that the stone is used for," Henry said, and he saw Maggie's surprised expression. "Yeah, I saw Madison, but that's not the important thing here. Mrs. Farah seemed annoyed that Madison talked about the worth of the stone as well as being used in rituals. Aha!" Henry said, and he gravitated toward a dirty, black metal chest that was on the other side of the bed. He sat down at the bed, looking over the method to open the chest, and began turning knobs. Before he could open the lid, he heard four knocks against the wall, and both he and Maggie froze.
"Someone's coming!" Maggie hissed.
Quickly, Henry turned the knobs back on the chest and jumped up and pulled Maggie toward the window of the balcony.
"Footsteps and voices," Henry said in a hushed whisper. He craned his neck so he could hear more.
"Yeah, someone said he saw people lurking around this room," said a male voice. "I just want you to check. My boss was afraid someone might be targeting her."
"I assure you, sir, no one can get in these rooms without a key card," said an accented voice, which Henry assumed belonged to a hotel employee.
"If you could just check," asked the male again.
Henry and Maggie heard the door open, and footsteps filtered in the room outside the bedroom. Quickly, Henry pulled her onto the balcony, and he closed the door as quietly as he could to avoid alerting their presence. Maggie was thankful the curtains were thick in front of the balcony door, but if they decided to search here too, they would indeed find them. Maggie met his gaze, and she felt scared and panicked, assured they would get caught.
"Don't worry," Henry whispered, and she seemed to stress even more when he looked over the railing of the balcony. He shot her a weak smile. "It's only two floors."
To avoid getting caught, jumping from the balcony on which they were hiding was their only option. Luckily, underneath that very balcony was the hotel pool, and they thanked their lucky stars that they weren't in another room in the hotel, one that didn't have a safety net for them below.
Maggie and Henry had no choice but to jump, hoping that Jasper got away safely before he alerted them. Henry gave Maggie a reassuring look as they climbed over the banister and their feet teetered over the edge, for he already guessed she was scared. She really hated the danger in all this sometimes, and well, getting involved in Henry's schemes certainly didn't help her avoid that.
However, deep down, she knew she wouldn't trade any of it for the world.
He took her hand and squeezed it before they jumped (and fortunately the pool was absent of any hotel personnel that would see them). The man who heard them and the hotel employee were jangling the knob on the door to the balcony, so they had to move fast. Their hands separated as they took off, and Maggie only squealed a little, doing everything in her power not to scream and alert someone else toward their position. Henry, on the other hand, looked positively focused if not gleeful while jumping, and she idly thought how much she would never understand Henry's unbridled spirit, yet she would always envy it.
Thankfully, they splashed into the pool just as intended, and the impact wasn't so bad, and the cool water actually felt nice on a horribly muggy day like today. The heat wave continued, and Maggie realized why Henry had been so willing to jump in the first place.
They both came to the surface, catching their breaths and finding each other, laughing as they both drew closer.
"Are they watching us? I'm afraid to look," Maggie said, referring to their pursuers on the second floor balcony.
"I don't know, but keep laughing," Henry said. "If they see us maybe they'll just think we're some kids out for a quick swim."
Maggie laughed again, swimming toward Henry. He mimicked her laughing, and she wondered if he could sense when their pursuers were through watching them cavorting in the pool, and when she and Henry were in the clear.
Maggie swung her arms around Henry's neck, swimming closer and leaning to whisper in his ear. "Please tell me they're gone."
She could feel Henry go still, and he was staring at her like he'd never looked at her before. "I don't hear them, so I believe they're gone now," he said quietly, but Maggie didn't draw away. Her arms still rested on his shoulders, and she stared at the water that was running through his wet hair and down the angles of his face.
"Maggie..." Henry said, and if he said another word, she thought she accost him right then and there. She didn't know what was coming over her, but she leaned in to kiss him, her eyes closing as Henry stayed still. She saw him tilt his neck, his lips opening. She could feel him breathing, warm and heavy against her bottom lip.
Suddenly, he froze and pulled away from her. She waded in the pool, bewildered as he started swimming backward toward the edge of the pool, still watching her. Then she heard footsteps. Jasper was running toward them. Maggie looked up into Jasper's rushed face in a daze. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and began following Henry back to the edge.
"Thank goodness you guys made it. We have to get out of here." He stopped to catch his breath and put his hands on his knees. "There are cops everywhere."
Henry climbed out of the pool, and Maggie watched as his wet clothes clung to the curves of his body. He shook the water from his hair and stopped. "Not just cops. Ambulance."
Jasper nodded. "Yeah, someone collapsed. Heat exhaustion again." He looked over at Maggie, who was swimming slowly over to them, ashamed of the heat on her face. She almost kissed Henry. That was the reality, and she would have if Jasper hadn't interrupted. Plus, it seemed like Henry had wanted to kiss her too, but he'd stopped. She knew as well as he did that it would probably be bad for Jasper to see them making out, as much as she didn't care at that point and really had wanted to.
Maybe there was something to Henry's theories, Maggie thought. Not too long ago, she wondered if she would have even entertained the idea of kissing Henry, let alone liking him like that. Oddly enough, she had even dismissed him as boyfriend material, but things were changing. Slowly and steadily, Maggie began feeling things about Henry as if they never existed before.
She didn't want to blame the heat wave on her feelings, and she certainly didn't want to attribute this to a fertility goddess.
She still couldn't explain it; supernatural or not, perhaps the mere mention of a fertility goddess was enough to break away from her stubbornness and finally realize the feelings for Henry that she'd been burying deep inside.
Chapter Nine