I stuck my index finger into the round number one, steered it to the right, and let go, then watched it dial back. I had only nine more numbers to go.
My finger shook as I continued to dial.
The phone connected and the other line began to ring.
And ring. And ring.
C'mon, pick up!
The other end answered. I could hear the gothic-rock pulsating sounds of the Caretakers.
"Coffin Club. Romeo speaking."
I paused and took a deep breath.
"Romeo? Is Jagger there?"
There was silence on the other end. I was certain Romeo would say no or, worse, hang up.
"Jagger just left. He should be back in an hour," he replied.
I'd found Jagger! I couldn't believe it! Valentine was right-- Jagger hadn't returned to Romania.
"May I ask who's calling?" Romeo continued.
"Yes," I answered, then said, "tell him it's his aunt Maria."
Chapter 18 Final Farewell
Henry and Billy Boy were playing chess on Henry's cell phone and I was leafing through Historical Romania when a haggard Alexander finally appeared in the drawing room, minus his prom suit jacket.
I raced over to my worn-out boyfriend.
"How is Valentine?" I asked.
"He's resting," he assured me, placing his hand on my shoulder.
"And you?"
"I'm fine," he said, relieved.
"Is he all right?" Billy Boy inquired.
"Yes," Alexander replied. "We reached him in time."
"What was wrong with him?" Henry asked.
"He was dehydrated. Jameson whipped up some smoothies and now he's rejuvenated."
The boys eagerly eyed each other.
"Can we see him?" Billy Boy asked.
Henry held the mirror in his hand. "Yes. We'd like to take a look at him." I gave Alexander a knowing glance. "The boys think Valentine is a vampire."
Henry and Billy Boy appeared embarrassed.
"Maybe you guys are getting dehydrated too," Alexander mused.
"We shouldn't disturb him," my boyfriend continued. "But he wanted me to tell you both he said thank you."
"We'd really like to see him," Henry insisted.
"It's getting late," I stated. "Billy was already grounded once this week."
"Jameson will take you all home," Alexander said.
"Cool!" my brother said, and high-fived his friend.
I paused. Prom night was over? While the rest of Dullsville High partied into the wee hours, I was being sent home. I understood the nerd-mates needed to be tucked into bed, but me?
"All of us?" I tried to clarify.
While Billy Boy and Henry collected their things, Alexander pulled me to the side. He leaned against the grandfather clock.
"I'm sorry your prom night had to end this way."
"The night has just begun," I said.
"You are right. My night has just begun. Valentine can no longer search for Jagger and Luna on his own. I must find them for him. I've spent the last six months evading the Maxwells. It's ironic; now I'll be the one who's seeking them out."
"I think I know where Jagger and Luna are," I said proudly.
"You do?" he asked. "Hipsterville."
I put my finger on his lips.
"That's always been my dream. Since I was a little girl. My middle name is 'Vampire.'"
Alexander took my hand in his. "I never meant to put you in any danger--and that's all I've ever done since I met you. Valentine is right. I am a threat to you--on many levels."
"I've never felt threatened by you--only loved. You are no more a threat than Trevor."
"Trevor can't take you into the Underworld. And now that you know that I've struggled with...that I've even considered taking you there...," Alexander said in a serious voice. "Now that I'll be leaving for Hipsterville, I can at least be assured that you will be safe--from the Maxwells and from me."