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Jace wasn't shocked by the dead body since that was one of the most common things he saw when he was out helping injured clans members. The thing that shocked him was why that man would do something like that to someone innocent. Jace wrapped his arms around his mistress and held her close as he nuzzled into the nook of her neck. "I's okay Mistress." He said softly, gently rubbing her back trying to calm her down. "Why would he do something like that?" Jace asked calmly trying his best to comfort his mistress.

Jace nodded and looked up at her, "Mistress. When the cops come and check her out, can I give her a burial? She's suffered a lot before she died and I would like to put her soul to rest." He said gently as he looked into his mistress's eyes, "Besides, She probably has no family to claim her body given the circumstances." Jace looked at his mistress and blinked as he followed her to the front.

Jace nodded, "I'll be right back." He said softly as he darted off to the secret room and oppened the closet the woman was held in. "Poor thing." He said softly as he straightened her body out carefully and folded her hands over her chest. Jace frowned see how skinny she was from lack of hydration. This filled jace with furry thinking about that man, but he cleared his mind and closed his eyes as he began to chant softly in his clans language. Soon the whole house echoed with his chants, the language sounding like jibberish to the ones who did not know it, but oddly enough it had a song like quality to it. Jace opened his eyes seeing a soft white light surround the body and dispurse as jace Finished his chant. With a soft smile he ran his fingers over the girls eye lids and shut them. "Sleep well spirit, you are now free." He said gently as he stood up and ran back to his mistress.

Nixie looked as if she didn't notice Jace had left. She had heard his song and found it soothing for a moment. She was so full of anger, but all she could do was keep it locked up inside.

Austin finally arrived. He stepped out of the rental car with a quartz crystal in hand and a smile on his face, but his smile died when he saw Nixie's cold expression.

"What happened?" he asked grimly.

"Sovenn forgot a bed-mate in the closet," Nixie stiffly informed him. "I would like you to alert the authorities and then take me and Jace back to the airport. We're not staying here."

Austin let out a low whistle, but obediently got out his cellphone and dialed the local police. He reported an accidental death and two cops with an ambulance arrived right away. The police were extremely polite to Nixie as she made her statement, but one cop had to ask the hard question.

"If you knew your husband was fooling around on you, did you ever consider taking matters into your own hands?" he inquired, apologetically.

"Sovenn had been in the Swiss tabloids before," Nixie reminded him. "And our marriage was not one of love. I was happy to let him fool around if it kept his grubby paws off me."

The cop nodded. The EMT's came out with the body on a stretcher.

"No doubt, she died from dehydration," he said. "Poor thing was locked in from the outside."

"If you need to poke around the chalet, feel free," Nixie told the police. "I need to leave for Paris in the morning and I'll be staying at a local hotel."

Austin ushered Nixie into the car and away from the scene.

"It's not your fault that Sovenn was an inconsiderate a**," Nixie sighed, sounding weary. "Besides, you were able to let her rest in peace, right? That's something good, at least. I'm sure if she has family or friends, they will appreciate that."

Austin drove them to a hotel--not as large as the last one they were in, but still very nice. They were sold out for the Ski season, but using his charm Austin was able to procure the key to a reservation that had been canceled at the last minute. He led the way, carrying the luggage as he did. Once inside, he rummaged through Nixie's bag and pulled out her swim suit.

"Pool. Now," he ordered gently.

"Not tonight," she moaned.

"If you don't work off some of the pent up emotions, you know you won't be able to sleep and you'll have nightmares," he insisted.He pulled out his trunks from his bag and a set of board shorts from the bag of Jace's new clothing. "If it makes you feel better, you can come down to make sure the kid doesn't drown. But we're going swimming and you have to come with us."

"I said no," she growled.

"And you know I'm right," Austin retorted. "Besides, what can you do--fire me?"

Nixie sighed and snatched up her blue bikini. She grumbled incoherently all the way to the bathroom. Austin smiled when she slammed the door and tossed the board shorts to Jace.

"Suit up," he ordered as he shucked his own pants and shirt without any modesty.

Austin smiled and flexed his muscles. His torso and arms were also crisscrossed with scars and he even had a few healed over bullet wounds. Being part of any armed forces in combat was dangerous at the best of times, and Austin had seen more than "the best of times."

"We should trade stories, sometime," he suggested.

Then Nixie came out of bathroom in her bikini, looking hot and sexy and just a little grumpy. She saw Jace's scars and her lips thinned. She could tell that not all the scars were from abuse, but she didn't like it. (She was used to Austin's scars.)

"You two can stop ogling each other now," she grumbled. "Lets get to the pool."

It was late, and the pool was almost closed, but that never bothered Nixie. She unceremoniously jumped in the pool and sank to the bottom. Austin shrugged and smiled and then cannon-balled into the water.