Dave’s Place:
Dave was happy to be home. He loved L.A., but he loved home more. He was still shocked over what had happened to him and Fey. He always thought things like God/dresses were myths. He never thought they had ever been real.

Now, he had no idea what to believe. He knew when the goddess touched him, he felt her touch against his forehead. The thing was, why him and Fey? What was so special about them?

He steps into the shower and thinks about the question as the water from the shower cascades over his body. He knew Fey was happy that she finally had the body she should have been born with. He always felt sorry that Fey didn’t have the body she always wanted.

He knew what it felt like to be born differently. He had been born with dyslexia, and it took a lot of hard work to overcome it. He still has times when he has to concentrate to overcome it. On top of being born with dyslexia. He used to be extremely skinny as a child. He worked hard to have the build he had now.

As for Nike, it was hard to believe that she was a person from ancient Rome. Also, it was hard to believe she was related to an ancient goddess and used to be a gladiator. He gets out of the shower and dries off.

Dave walks into his bedroom and puts on a polo shirt and a pair of dress slacks. He combs his hair and puts on some cologne. He had a meeting today with a potential client. Besides being a stage magician, he had a side hustle in antique restoration.

He learned how to restore antiques from his uncle. It turned out, that he was good at it and he enjoyed it. When he wasn’t in college or performing. He would take on restoration jobs.

The guy he had a meeting with today, had several antique dressers he wanted restored. He knew the person from past jobs he had done for the guy. Dave finishes getting ready grabs his keys and walks out to his SUV.

Dave drives to the guy’s house to speak with him about the restoration job. When Dave arrives, he parks along the curb and walks up to the front door. The door opens and he is greeted by a middle-aged woman.

“Hello, Clair. Is Mark home?” A smile appears on Dave’s face.

“He’s in the den waiting for you. Please come in.” Clair opens the door more and steps to the side letting Dave in.

Dave walks into the house. Clair shuts the door behind him and escorts Dave to the den where her husband is waiting for Dave.

“How was your trip to California?” Clair knew Dave had gone to California with his associate.

“It was nice and weird at the same time.”

“I can believe that. Everything I’ve heard about L.A. makes it sound like anything could happen there.” Clair has been keeping up with the news
and saw the homeless people living on the streets and prostitutes on the street corners and in the streets as well.

Two hours later, after loading and securing the two dressers onto a trailer. Dave heads towards the warehouse he and Fey were using for practice and storage of their gear. When he pulls up to the loading dock, he notices Fey’s car.

He shakes his head as he gets out and walks into the warehouse. He spots Fey hanging upside down by her feet and trying to escape from the straight jacket she is wearing.

“You couldn’t wait until I got here, could you?” Dave walks over lowers Fey back down onto the floor and helps Fey with the straight jacket.

“I wanted to get some practice in. What have you been up to?” As Fey removes the straight jacket.

“I had a meeting this morning with a client. Can you give me a hand unloading two dressers?”

“Sure, let me get the handcart.” Fey dusts herself off and grabs the furniture handcart they use around the warehouse to move their equipment.

“God, these things weigh a lot.” Fey helps Dave lift the dressers off the trailer and up onto the dock.

“There from the 18th century and made from solid wood.” Dave pushes up on the dresser.

After Dave and Fey get both dressers lifted onto the loading dock. Dave climbs up onto the dock and helps Fey move the dressers over to his work area.

“Dave, what do you think about what Nike told us?” Fey wanted to see what Dave thought.

“I don’t know. I saw that creature and it gave me the chills.” Dave remembers seeing the creature that Nike killed.

“I saw it too. The thing is, why us? Other people are more suited to do what is expected of us.” Fey closes the loading dock door and walks over to Dave’s work area.

“I agree.” Dave has been wondering about that question as well. Why them? What makes them so special?

Fey sits down on one of the bar stools at Dave’s work table. She looks towards her friend and wonders what makes him and her so special. Sure, they work great together and such, but why choose them to fight supernatural creatures and such? Why give them magical abilities and turn her into what she should have been born as?

Dave noticed Fey was deep in thought. He figures she was thinking about the whole thing situation.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

“Sorry, I’m just trying to figure things out.” Fey picks up a nail lying on the table toss it into the air and catches it.

“Well, we have several gigs coming up and we’re supposed to go and see Nike tomorrow. I wonder where this is going to take us?”

“Who knows? I still have to explain to Jessica how I got my kitty.” Fey wasn’t looking forward to that.

“Speaking of that. Are you going to see a gynecologist?”

“I have an appointment with you for Friday. I never needed one before, but now that I’m a fully operational woman. I’m going to go ahead and get a full physical.”

“That’s a good idea. So, how did you manage to get yourself in the straight jacket without me securing you?” Dave was puzzled about that.

A smirk appears on Fey’s face “A magician never tells their secret.”