Reclaiming (7 page)

“
Ohhh, fuck, I… fuck!!!” She yelled.

At almost the same moment, Jett
’s body seized and pulsed. “I’m coming, Daniella… I…”

Daniella nodded,
grunted and once again pressed her hips hard into his. Jett’s thrusts accelerated into a powerful crescendo and with a vice-like grip on them, he pumped himself deep within her.

“
Ahhhh!!!!” He groaned.

As Daniella
’s body reverberated with the remnants of her own climax, she felt the telltale warmth of her man’s zenith. She purred in delight as his cock spurted inside of her. For several moments, she relaxed into the aftershocks of his final thrusts as he emptied himself within her.

As Jett withdrew from her, Daniella collapsed onto the mattress. Jett fell next to her and as he did, he raised his arms towards his head as they relaxed in the shine of their shared afterglow.

“Jesus…” he exhaled.

Daniella
’s hair covered her face as she watched him. For several seconds, Jett relaxed until his breath returned to something closer to normal. At last, he turned and looked at Daniella. He reached over and pulled the hair out of her eyes. They looked at one another in silence.

“So, I guess that means you’ve decided to help me after all?” He asked.

Daniella wrinkled her brow at him. “What makes you think that?”

“Well, I figured…” he began.
“Because of what we did. I mean…”

“Oh,” Daniella replied. “That… No, I was just really horny.” She flipped the rest of her hair out of the way and laughed.

“You little…” Jett said as he started to tickle her.

“Jett!” She shrieked as she rolled around and tried to fend him off. “
Aaahhh!!! Stop!!!”

After a good thirty seconds or so of torture, he relented and collapsed next to her again.

“Oh, I have to catch my breath…” she said.

“You’re lucky I stopped when I did.”

She smiled and rolled over towards him. With half of her body draped over his, she looked up at him and said, “I’m the lucky one, huh?”

Jett smiled as Daniella looked at him.
“Hey, how did you even get in here anyway?” She asked.

“Well I knocked but you never answered.” He said. “The door was open so I came in and well…”

“Oh, that’s what that noise was.” She said as she recalled her dream.

“What noise?” He asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” She replied.

He smiled and began to stroke her head. Daniella looked into his eyes for a moment and then laid her head on his chest. Her fingernails traveled in lazy strokes
up and down the length of his still glistening torso.

“We have an appointment with Dr. Mallory tomorrow morning at nine o’clock.” She said.

“Thank you, Daniella.” He said. “I cannot even begin to tell you how much this means to me.”

“Well,” she began. “You could try…”

He chuckled and as he did she felt the vibration of it in his chest.

“You can’t stay, you know.” She said. “They always watch me when I leave. I’ll have to pick you up somewhere along the way.”

“Yeah, I understand.” He replied. “So are you kicking me out right now?”

Daniella
’s hand worked its way down towards his cock. As she reached it, she noticed it was rock hard once more.

“Hmm, not just yet.” She said with a smile.

***

Daniella left early in the morning and picked up Jett at the location they
’d discussed the night before. It was their first time in public together and she wasn’t about to take any chances someone would recognize him. So before she left her house, she grabbed an old baseball cap, a pair of sunglasses and a wig she’d worn years earlier to a Halloween party.

She
’d dressed up as a witch with jet black hair.

It was tacky but fun.

As Jett jumped in the car, she passed the disguise to him and said, “Here, put this on.”

Jett picked up the hat,
wig and sunglasses. “Really?” He said as he looked at her.

“Yes, Jett.” She said. “Just please… Do it for me.”

“Alright…” he groaned. For several seconds, he messed with the disguise as Daniella kept watch in the rear view mirrors.

“Okay,” he said. “
Whatdya think?”

She turned towards him and broke into hysterical laughter right away.

“Ha, ha, ha…” Jett deadpanned. “I’m sure it’s hilarious. I’m so glad you are amused. Can we just go please?”

“Why of course, madam,” she replied as she started the engine. “Where would you like to go? Will it be your ten o’clock bridge game with the other ladies in your order or are you having high tea with the wicked witch of Pine Hill?”

“Just friggin’ drive…” Jett said. His tone dripped with displeasure.

Daniella pulled away.
“As you witch…” she said. “Hey, you get it? Instead of
wish
there I used
witch
.”

“
Yeeaahh, I get it.” Jett said. “Let’s just not talk for a while. How’s that sound?”

“Of course,” she replied as she burst into laughter once again and slapped the steering wheel. “Your witch is my command!”

“Christ…” Jett replied as he pulled dusty synthetic witch hair out of his mouth.

About fifteen minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot of Dr. Mallory
’s office and after Jett removed the disguise, they headed inside the building. As they entered the office, Dr. Mallory was nowhere in sight. Daniella scanned the room when Jett nudged her and pointed towards a partially open door in the back left of the room.

“Bathroom?” He whispered.

Daniella shrugged. “I guess.” She whispered back.

“Hello?” Dr. Mallory’s voice called out from behind the door. “Daniella? Is that you?”

“Yes… I… it’s me.” Daniella stammered in response.

“Good, I’ll be right out.”

“Okay.”

As she finished, Jett and Daniella sat on the couch next to her desk. Moments later, the bathroom light switched off and Dr. Mallory appeared. She fidgeted with her blouse as she exited and didn
’t look in their direction right away.

With her eyes focused on her midsection, she walked into the room and said,
“Daniella, how have you been, I…”

She looked up at them and froze in place.

“No… what…” she uttered as she pointed at Jett. “…is he,
that
, doing here?”

Daniella jumped to her feet.

“Dr. Mallory, please, just give me a chance to explain.” She begged.

The doctor made a quick retreat behind the desk. She never took her eyes off of Jett as she felt around the desk for her phone.

“Looking for this?” Jett asked as he produced it and waved it in the air.

“Hand that over, right now…” Dr. Mallory threatened.

“No!” Daniella interjected. Her tone caught Dr. Mallory by surprise.

“Daniella!” She exclaimed. “What is the meaning of this?”

“Dr. Mallory, please, I am begging you.” Daniella said. “Will you just sit down and listen to me for a second?”

The doctor glared at Daniella for a moment and then took a seat in the oversized leather chair behind her desk.

“Three minutes…” Dr. Mallory warned. “… and not one second longer.”

In as fast and thorough a manner as she could, Daniella explained everything which occurred since they last saw her. As she drew to a close, Jett interrupted.

“Dr. Mallory, you are the only person other than Daniella who knows
what
I am… the problem I have or whatever you want to call it.” He said. “Believe me, I am not looking for sympathy from you. I am looking for answers.”

Dr. Mallory took a deep breath and straightened herself up in her seat.

“Answers to
what
, Jett?” She said. “It’s up to the courts to decide your guilt or innocence, not me.”

“No, that’s not what I mean.” Jett replied.

He walked towards her desk and as he moved toward her she recoiled. He lifted his arms in a peaceful gesture. “I just want to talk, I promise.”

She nodded and he took a seat in front of her desk as Daniella stood nearby.

“Dr. Mallory,” Jett began. “The last time I came here, it’s fair to say we uncovered a great deal about my past. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes…” she replied with a cautious nod.

He gestured towards Daniella. “She’s been a patient of yours for a while now, right?”

“Yes, she has.”

“Do you trust her?”

“Yes, well, I did.” She said as she cast a glance at Daniella. “I’m not so sure about that anymore.”

Jett leaned forward and placed his hands on her desk.

“Doc, please…” he began as he interlaced his hands together in a prayerful gesture.
“Do you
really think
Daniella would be here with me, risking everything, including going to jail, if she thought I was a
killer
?”

The doctor listened in silence.

“I
get
that I scared you when I was here before,” Jett continued. “Hell, it freaks me the hell out too. It’s not easy knowing that you’re a… whatever I am. But I can promise you there’s no darkness in my heart. I love that woman right there and I would die to protect her. I would do that for anyone close to me. That’s how I know I could never do what I am accused of doing.”

As he finished, he leaned back in the chair. For several moments, Dr. Mallory remained silent. Finally, she nodded and leaned back in her chair as well.

“Alright Jett,” she said. “Let’s suppose I am willing to accept that what you are telling me is the truth. What do you hope to gain by undergoing hypnosis again?”

Jett shrugged.
“I don’t know but at this point, it’s the only chance I’ve got.” He replied as he shook his head. “I need to know if there’s anyone else, anywhere, who knows who… or what, I am. There must be someone in Pine Hill but I have no idea where to look. I’m out of time and options. All I’m asking for is one session to see if there’s anything.”

“Jett, you realize that if the police find out you were here, I have no choice but to tell them you forced your way in here.” The doctor said. “I have no desire to go to jail for helping you.”

“Not a problem, Doc. So it that a
yes
?”

Dr. Mallory exhaled.
“I suppose.”

“Thanks Doc.” He replied. “You’ve got a good heart.”

“Try and remember that during your trial, Jett.” She deadpanned. “Very well,” she continued. “Let’s start right away. I don’t want you here any longer than is necessary.”

Within ten minutes, Jett was under and Dr. Mallory began to ask him a series of questions in the hopes of uncovering more about his identity. Satisfied he was in a suggestive state she picked up where they left off in the prior visit.

“Jett,” she said as she leaned in towards him, “who killed your brother?”

“I don’t know…” he muttered.
“Don’t know them… they attacked us… they came out of nowhere.”

“Where were you when this happened?” She asked. “What were you doing?”

“Camping. We… we thought they were poachers or something but… they weren’t.” He replied. “There was… too many of them… so we split up. I got away… came back to the camp… Wyatt… my gun, both gone.”

“What happened then?”

“I hid… a makeshift shelter… about three miles downstream… waited until the next night and then hitched a ride back to town… Wyatt’s pickup trashed.”

“Jett, where did you go in town? Do you have a home there?”

“No, I stay with my folks… 441 Winding Pine Way.”

Daniella and Dr. Mallory looked at one another immediately.

“He’s releasing more information this time.” Dr. Mallory said with a whisper. “Something’s changed in his subconscious.”

“Any idea what?” Daniella asked.

Dr. Mallory grimaced. “No, hard to say. All we can do is keep digging and see how far we can get.”

Daniella nodded and as she did, Dr. Mallory returned her attention to Jett.

“So is that where you went? To your parents’ home?” she asked.

“Yes… almost.”

“What do you mean? Almost?”

“Mom called… she said the police were there…” he muttered.
“Wyatt… dead… my gun found next to his body.”

Jett
’s breath began to become more erratic and labored. The two women exchanged nervous glances. The memory of what happened once before was still fresh for both of them.

Dr. Mallory paused the session for a moment.
“Daniella, I… I am starting to feel uncomfortable. Have you seen
that
side of him again?”