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He shoos.

"That is kind of a long story. Um. She had a magic awakening thing and I noticed because I am magic so I went to investigate, she was fine, she had blacked out but had woken up when I got there, I was making sure she got home okay because blackouts are not normal, and then it happened again and I don't know what to do."
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"Blackouts aren't normal but wings are?" inquires Charlie, tugging gently on a wing. It's pretty attached.

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"Yes."

He demonstrates. Look, he has wings, too.

"... Um. Do you mind if I call my dad? He is probably worried by now, and um - he knows about the magic thing and he is better equipped to explain it right now."
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"Yeah," says Charlie. "That sounds like a swell idea. Get in the passenger seat, call him, get him to come to my house. I'm not taking her to a hospital like this."

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"Yeah, that's smart," says Darren. Wings go away, into the passenger seat he goes (with a seatbelt), and he calls his dad.

"Hi. Um. Bella blacked out and I freaked out and told her dad. No, no, at least I think he doesn't?" He glances at Charlie nervously. "No, she's kind of obviously got wings and we were on the side of the road. Yeah. Now you see why I am freaking out. Help?"

He asks Charlie, "What's your address? Dad's going to come over, and explain things."
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Charlie rattles off his address, opens the back door of the police cruiser, and gently hauls Bella into it. Her wings spill off the bench onto the floor. He tucks in her feet, looks briefly at the seatbelts, and determines that it's not worth trying. He shuts the door and gets in the driver's seat. Lights on, siren off.

He drives home.
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Darren repeats the address. "Yeah. Thank you, dad, love you too. Thanks. Um, tact is a thing we need and my sister has none. Yes, I know. She can yell at me later but we should not have Mr. Swan's introduction to - things being through me freaking out over his daughter and her being angry at me for freaking out and calling him. Yeah. Tell her I said sorry. Bye."

Then he hangs up.
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"Bella going to be able to - make the wings come and go, like you? When she's awake?" asks Charlie.

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"Yeah, there are other things to it, too but she can't do any of them while she's unconscious. I can't do anything about it, she has to be the one to do it."

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"Right. Be difficult otherwise, s'pose. Why does she have 'em now?"

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"Because she just had her turning and she's got absolutely no practice with any of her new - abilities. So sometimes they slip."

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"And how'd the turning thing happen?"

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"Because she picked up the right medallion for her and she turned out to have um - a sphinx in her ancestry."

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"In her ancestry."

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Darren is very interested in his lap. "Er, yeah. Um. Pretending to be human."

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"Can you tell which side of the family?"

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"Not unless I went and got another separate medallion of the right type and tested it on you."

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"Mm. But it's not normal for magic wingy things to pass out, you're sure?"

Here's the house. He parks. He gets a shock blanket out of the trunk, wraps Bella wings and all in it, and hauls her out of the car.
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"Quite, my sister and I are - magic wingy things and neither of us did."

Darren will help with carrying her if he can and it's not in Charlie's way.
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Charlie manages to get the door open without Darren's help. He deposits Bella with exquisite gentleness on the couch. He points Darren to a chair. He closes the door. He sits at the chair nearest the Bella's-head-end of the sofa and adjusts the blanket so it's not over her face.

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Darren sits in the chair. He is not really up to talking, right now, but he keeps giving Bella worried glances, every now and then.

Within ten minutes, the doorbell rings.
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Charlie gets up to answer it.

"You Darren's father?"
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The man standing there looks nothing like Darren, but he nods. "I am, yeah. Vernon Sanders, nice to meet you, but wish it was under better circumstances. May I come in? I don't know how much you know but I seriously sympathize with 'my kid has wings and is magic' so I'll try to explain er - gently?"

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Charlie lets him in.

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And in he goes.

"Hi, dad," says Darren. He looks like he needs a hug.

So he gets one from his father. "Hey, sport. It's okay."

Darren nods, then goes back to being silent and miserable once the hug ends.

"Right then," says Vernon, finding a spot to sit. "How much do you know, and how much would you like me to tell you?"
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