Chapter #22: Christmas Eve
December 24th, 2027-CE
Lone Wolfe and Robin awakened in the morning. The snow had stopped in the morning before but plows and cars were hard to be found. They had no power coming from the city. While they enjoyed the time they could inside, Lone Wolfe did have to shovel the way to the shed so when the tank emptied they could change the tank. It hadn’t happened yet but he expected it to happen at any moment because it had been nearly two days on the generator.
He walked towards the utility room and saw a green light on the indicator. They were retrieving their phones from the charger. He smiled and glanced back to Robin and smiled, “The power is back!”
“Fantastic! I wasn’t looking forward to going into the generator room to change out the tanks,” Robin stated in response.
“We still have to go out there,” Lone Wolfe replied, “We are going to have to shut off the generator now.
He raced over to the breaker panel and flipped off all of the circuits in the house. He shrugged on his jacket and shoes and made sure he had his keys and raced out to the generator room. Robin followed close behind, “What’s the rush? It’s colder than Frosty the snow man’s balls out here!”
“Colorful as always,” Lone Wolfe stated as he made it to the door, “While it is cold out here, the generator has been running for a while, it will be quite warm in there.” He opened up the door and was greeted with a wave of heat that could cook food, “Holy crap, fire meets ice. It’s hotter than fireworks on the fourth of July in here.”
He made his way down to the generator hit the cutoff switch. Right after that he closed off the flow of propane and hit the purge button releasing a little hiss of fowl smelling gas from the line. He hoped that the power was on for good. He knew that sometimes the city power would come on then go out as soon as people started applying a load to the grid. Usually common in summer when it happened. He was sweating by the time he got back up to the top of the shed, “I think the generator will be okay. I didn’t notice any warning lights on it. Hopefully the power is back on for good.”
He closed the door and the two made the way back to the house. He glanced at the panel and saw the power indicator was still lit. He flipped the cutoff back to the city power and turned on the circuits in the house. Everything came on like it was supposed to. He shrugged off his coat and hung it up. Robin glanced at him and asked, “If that generator switch is a cut off, why did you go out and shut off the generator before flipping it back to the city power?”
“Not quite sure on that one,” Lone Wolfe answered, “The answer my father gave me was he didn’t want to risk overloading the main to the house and blowing the breaker panel. If that happened then we would have to call an electrician out here. He told me a story about when a building he worked at lost one leg of power going to it. Their backup generator kicked on, they had an automatic cut off. It was supposed to switch to generator power only but the second leg of power stayed on. They blew out the ballasts that control the lights, blew monitors, fried computers, everything in the two minutes it took for them to shut off the generator. There is also the possibility that there are still city workers working on the line and we don’t want to send any feedback to them. Getting zapped can hurt.”
“But the switch is supposed to keep that from happening, right?” She asked in response.
“Things don’t always work like they should,” Lone Wolfe stated as they headed into the living room, “I imagine that he wants to play it safe and not get a call from the power company saying that they detected feedback on our lines.”
They sat down on the sofa, “So what happens now?’ She asked.
He glanced out the living room window. He could see that the streets had been somewhat plowed and there was some traffic moving through but not nearly the level it would have been normally. Even if it was Christmas eve, there would still be a ton of traffic on their street. He glanced back to Robin and stated, “I think our short stay is probably close to over. You should call your father and see if he will be back home. We can call Angela and see how she and Ray have held up over the past couple of days. You might get to go home and sleep in your own bed tonight. Have Christmas with your family tomorrow.”
She didn’t seem as thrilled with that idea as he expected. The truth was, he wasn’t happy about it either. It was amazing how the city dealt with almost four feet of snow. They were able to get power on after the storm ended in just under a day and they were able to get some of the roads plowed. In a few days, it should be back to business as usual. He felt sorry for the city workers who had to work over the holiday break but it couldn’t be helped. She shrugged, “Yeah, sure.”
“I know, you wanted this to last a little bit longer but would you prefer your father to be sleeping in a car on Christmas day instead of sleeping in his own bed. He probably is worried about you and thinking of ways to get away with castrating me right now. Probably also ready to give his son a high five for him staying in the storm with a girl,” Lone Wolfe replied, “While I want you here, I know my dad probably wants to get home and get a shower.”
“We will have to see,” She replied.
“You know if you don’t call they will risk themselves for you,” Lone Wolfe replied, “If you call them, then you can find out if they are even going to get back to the house today. Your father may just go home and not want to risk driving all over creation just to get you two.”
“What if your father gets here?” She asked in response.
“While it sucks, I will sleep on the couch,” He replied.
Robin sighed and pulled out her phone. She dialed her father’s number and when he answered she said, “Hey dad, the power came back on over here. How have you been holding up?” There was silence as he spoke to her, “Don’t worry, he has been treating me like a lady, been very kind and giving me more space than I want.” While it was the truth, it wasn’t specific but if there were no questions asked then they were in the clear, “So you will be home tonight? Will you be coming to pick me up?” There was more silence, “I don’t know if Lone Wolfe’s father will be able to take me home. I don’t know if he will be able to get out. He works in a job that deals with emergency services. I imagine that he might still be a little busy. They could keep him over the holiday.” She waited as he spoke, “There is four feet of snow, it was hard enough for Lone Wolfe to shovel the walk to the generator yesterday after the storm stopped. He didn’t let me shovel, there is only one shovel here.”
Lone Wolfe wasn’t sure if he should say anything so he took out his phone and hoped that his father had managed to score a charger while he was at work for the past few days. He sent his father a text message, “Hey, the power is back and the streets are being plowed. Any chance you will be home tonight?”
“So, you won’t come and get me but you want me home tonight. You don’t want me to walk there through all of the snow. Did you manage to find a working teleporter on your way to work this morning? One magically fell out of the sky and teleported to the ground intact?” She giggled as he made his response, “Then can I stay here if his father doesn’t come home or doesn’t want to venture out in this mess after getting home after two days stranded at work. Unlike you, his father has been working for most of the time.” She rolled her eyes as he made his next retort, “I know it was rude but you aren’t leaving me with any other options. Sure, I want to see you and Ray but what options do I have? You can always come get me.” She rolled her eyes again, “I will ask Mister Carter if or when he gets home but if he doesn’t want to get me, can I stay here? It will be the same sleeping arrangements as before, I get my own bed all to myself.” She nodded as she heard the response, “Cool, I will let you know as soon as I get some information. Later, Merry Christmas.”
Robin hung up as Lone Wolfe got a response from his father, “The roads are clear here as well and we are starting to do better. I will be home tonight but I don’t know what time. Let me know if she goes home or not.”
“About that,” He texted back, “Her father is coming home tonight but he wanted you to take her back home. I don’t think that is going to be possible if you come back late. He doesn’t want her trying to hike through the snow as well.”
“Yeah, if he wants her back at his place he should really pick her up. I don’t blame him about not wanting her hiking through the snow. That is a lot to shovel. I don’t think a lot of people are able to do it in one day.” He texted back, “Just let me know. Let him know I am not going to be in any shape to drive when I get home.”
Lone Wolfe glanced up to Robin and said, “There is no way that my father is going to be able to drive you back. He is coming home tonight but it’s going to be late and he must be tired. Let your father know that if he wants you back, he needs to pick you up.”
“Yeah, with how my father sounded, that will go over about as well as a fart at a presidential address,” She replied.
Lone Wolfe couldn’t help but smirk at the comment, “Well. Be yourself when you deliver the news.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” She asked in response.
“You know, be your usual self,” He replied.
“Which means?” She hissed.
“Be as subtle as a brick through a window,” He commented, “You don’t want to pussyfoot around on this one. Don’t give him the wrong idea. If he doesn’t want you to walk but he wants you home then he has to pick you up.”
She rolled her eyes and redialed her father’s number, “Hey dad, Lone Wolfe just spoke with his father. He has been working most of the time since the storm began. He won’t be off until late at night and won’t be able to drive me home after he gets off work. I can either walk home or you can pick me up.”
He could hear the exasperated sigh over the phone. She listened as he made his reply then she said, “Yes, he will be here tonight.” There was a pause, “So I can stay then?” She nodded as he spoke, “Okay. I will see you tomorrow sometime. Love you daddy.” She hung up.
She beamed with happiness, “Well I get to stay here one more night!”
“I wouldn’t be happy if I were you. You could still be grounded until the second coming.”
“I thought you weren’t Christian?” She asked in response.
“I’m not which is code for forever,” He replied.
“Well, if this is the last hurrah, what should we do to pass the time?” She asked with a devious smile on her face.
He could feel what she wanted over their empathic bond, “I know what you want to do but we can’t screw all day. Shoveling has to be done. Dad needs to get into the driveway.”
“Lame!” Robin exclaimed.
“Well, both of us can’t be in trouble,” Lone Wolfe stated in response.
* * *
It was warm and comfortable and having Robin’s body pressed up against him was beginning to feel normal and expected. What was not normal was a voice booming through the darkness and vivid sensual dream of the two of them, “Don’t you two look cute? Good thing you are on the sofa because if I caught the two of you in bed like that, I would have no grandchildren to look forward to.”
Lone Wolfe’s gold eyes opened in a panic. He glanced around and saw he was on the sofa. Robin started to move and pull away from him. Lone Wolfe glanced up. It was dark in the living room but the TV was on and splashed enough light in the room for them to see. He glanced down, “Sorry, we fell asleep.”
“I don’t blame you. You managed to shovel the driveway and the sidewalk. Quite a feat. I didn’t expect much of it to be done at all.” His father stated, “thank you for that. I expected to have to find some place close by to park. That makes it better.” He glanced around, “Sean, can I talk to you in your room, alone for a minute?”
Lone Wolfe shivered but he nodded and rose. He glanced back to Robin and she seemed slightly panicked as well. He wondered what could have given them away as they went into the room and his father closed the door behind them. Lone Wolfe sat down on the bed as his father flicked on the light. He glanced up at his father as his father asked, “Before you try to say otherwise, there are too many fresh piles of snow in the yard for you to say that you were shoveling the snow during the storm. Did she help you with that feat you pulled out there?”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “Sort of. I did the lifting. She soothed my muscles and gave me the strength I needed to carry on.”
“I don’t think her using her empathic powers would be enough. Sooner or later, both of you would have petered out before you got just the driveway done. His father sat down next to him on the bed, “I am going to ask it; do you have an empathic bond with her?”
Lone Wolfe nodded. His father sighed and broke his blue-eyed glance with his son, “Unlike telepathic bonds, empathic bonds are formed through physical acts. Now I have to ask a question I didn’t want to ask in the first place; did you have sex with her?”
“What! No!” Lone Wolfe stated in response. He pointed to his headboard, “It’s not that I didn’t think about it. I admit, on the advice of a friend, I did buy a box of condoms but I didn’t use them. They are in my headboard if you want to check.”
His father leaned over to the headboard and slid the panel back revealing the box. It was unopened like he stated. He put the box back and slid the headboard back. On a second thought, he leaned back and pulled the panel back and removed the box and slid the panel shut and pocketed the box, “Confiscated,” He said, “But thanks for being frank on that. At least you had the forethought to plan ahead. May I ask why you didn’t?”
Lone Wolfe sighed, “She is a virgin. I don’t want to hurt her.”
His father smirked, “you are more like your old man that you care to admit.” He glanced at his son, “When I was your age, if I was stuck in a house, alone, with my girlfriend, I would probably have sex with her unless she was a virgin. She would leave the house that way. Like you, I don’t want to hurt people either.”
“TMI, dad,” Lone Wolfe shook his head in response.
“The point remains, you have an empathic bond with her. So, what did you do with her?”
“Do you really want a blow by blow description?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response.
His father shook his head, “No, that is beyond not necessary. Generalized terms will suffice,” His father answered.
“Baseball terms,” He mentioned, “You know, first base, second base; that sort of thing. Don’t tell me it was just kissing. There would be a lot of empaths in trouble if that was all it took.”
Lone Wolfe sighed, “About third base, nowhere close to home.”
“What does that mean?” His father asked.
“Do you really want a blow by blow?”
“No,” His father replied, “I guess that is enough. That would do it. You and her probably passed energy to each other while doing that. That would form the bond for sure.”
Lone Wolfe glanced down to the floor, “How much trouble am I in?”
“With me?” He asked, “None. I feel you have been frank with me so far. However, if you two break up and that bond breaks, you will feel like poo for a while. You need to think about that in the future. She is a powerful empath, stands up there with Jena but could use some training up to control her gift. Much like you and your telepathy. Willingly breaking the bond will be very emotionally painful and stressful; you may end up feeling physically ill from it. If that happens then maybe you will practice some restraint next time.”
He got up to leave but Lone Wolfe had a question for him, “hey dad, why are you being so nice to me? I would have thought that you would have punished me for sure after what I just told you.”
His father shrugged, “To tell you the truth, Robin’s personality reminds me of your mother, especially her mouth; the way she talks.”
Thinking about how Robing spoke and how his mother was while he grew up didn’t jibe. He couldn’t contrast the two very different images in his mind, “What? Get out of town! Mom was nothing like that!”
His father chuckled, “To say your mother mellowed out over the years is an understatement. When I first met her, when I was not much older than you, she was a firebrand that had her own opinion about everything and had a grudge against the world. She may have been a psychic and proud to be one but even my family had a problem with her at first. There was something about me that slowly worked on her and allowed her to calm down and change her ways. She tried to impart that on you.”
“I never knew that,” Lone Wolfe replied, “I just assumed that my mother was always kind and considerate.”
“I am glad that is how she turned out to be but you remember that day you got attacked?” His father questioned and the son nodded, “You remember when she chucked the principle’s laptop out the window? That was the classic Sylvia showing herself. When the principle was continually dismissing her, she decided to leave and see some of the family that didn’t think she was some sort of outcast and take you with to see your favorite cousin.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “I remember all of that. I wonder what would have happened if she didn’t throw the laptop out the window. It was still pretty funny that she did.”
“I don’t know but I doubt anything would have changed. I was smiling inside even if I displayed a shocked look on the outside at the time. I couldn’t let the principle know that I actually agreed with what she did at that moment. Still, she should have shown more control over herself then. I might have just taken the laptop away from him.”
Without any further word, his father opened the door to the room and stepped through. Lone Wolfe rose and stepped through the doorway, following his father. He waited until both were in the living room before he said, “Well, I don’t know about anyone else but I want to sleep more than I want a shower. I suggest we all get to bed.”
Robin nodded and headed into Lone Wolfe’s bedroom. Lone Wolfe headed to the sofa and started to lay down. “What are you doing?” His father questioned in response.
“You said it is time for bed,” Lone Wolfe replied, “I am getting ready to go to sleep on the couch.”
“You have a bed,” His father replied.
“Maybe you have been up for too long but it is occupied?” Lone Wolfe replied, “Unless I just hallucinated.”
“Just don’t do anything with her. As they used to say in the military; don’t ask, don’t tell. Behave and you can have the night with her,” He said then walked into his room.”
Lone Wolfe shrugged and stood up. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Robin sat up and glanced at him, “My, aren’t you brazen tonight.”
“I’m actually doing what I’m told,” Lone Wolfe stated as he crawled into bed next to her.
“Huh?” Robin muttered.
“He suggested I come in here,” Lone Wolfe replied, “As long as we don’t do anything he didn’t have a problem with it.”
“What happened to your dad?” She questioned, “He was sergeant serious when I first met him but now he is almost urging you to obey the urge to merge. What were you two talking about in here?”
“He knows that we have the bond,” Lone Wolfe replied, “We did too much work out there. I tried to say it is because you were using your powers to heal me and empower me but he said that wouldn’t have been enough. He also explained that it takes intense physical actions to form the bond. That is how we formed the bond. The things we did the other day.”
“I told you we did too much work and should have stopped with the driveway,” Robin replied, “You just had to be the over achiever.”
“I thought he would have been upset if it wasn’t all done,” Lone Wolfe replied, “I didn’t think he would notice that the piles of snow in the yard were all fresh instead of being snowed upon.”
She snuggled up next to him and he could feel the pull of sleep start to tug on them both again, “It’s a good thing I love you, you sounded stupid right there.”
“I love you two and there are times you sound like a smart ass,” Lone Wolfe commented in response. Soon after they were both asleep resuming their shared dreams.