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A little taken aback by the fact that Susan used his sire's name for the doll, Sabastian said, "Susan, it is time for you and Claudia to go back to the motel."

"But I want to stay with you," she responded, walking over and letting him pick her up.

"I would like that very much, but we have no beds. It would not be nice to make Claudia sleep on the floor."

"So she can go to the motel and I can stay with you."

"Would you let Claudia sleep all alone in the motel?"

"No, guess not. But what about you, without me you'll be all alone?"

"I will have Sol and Mary," he answered, as he carried her down the steps. Susan's observation, however, hit home. Even with his two companions, Sabastian would be alone. They were the same as he was, but so very different.

He couldn't sort the feelings out, but he had always been alone. Even when he was with Elizabeth he was alone. He enjoyed Sol's company. Mary seemed equally as pleasant. Yet neither made him feel, for lack of a better term, not alone. Susan was the only one who could do that.

Susan was Sabastian's coven. No other being could fill the role she had taken.

"Here she is," Sabastian announced, as he carried her into the living room.

"We're gonna go sleep in the motel, right Claudia?" she asked, wiggling down and going to the woman's side.

"Yes, child. Sol take us to motel now."

Sol and his two charges were on the way out when Susan turned and said, "I love you Sabastian."

"I love you, too," he replied.


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