There was no sign of Rosenberg and my twin and I had been up and down the street five times. I knew that they died later on tonight, but I had to find a way to contact them before then or they'd probably never believe me.
It'll be weird enough to try and explain away that I look exactly like my twin, but it might be the edge I need to make them believe.
I had just given up and I was very hungry. There was a diner about a block back and I decided to give it a try. I could always take a window seat and watch from there. When I turned around I wasn't prepared for what I saw, or more to the point who I ran into.
Okay, so I scream like a girl.
There were the two dead bodies standing right in front of me, except they weren't dead yet. I still wasn't used to seeing this type of thing and it took me a second to calm myself down.
The red head held her hand out. "I'm Willow ..."
"Rosenberg," I finished.
That caught her off guard but she didn't seem too freaked out about it. Now my twin was another story. She was just standing there smiling.
"And you're Faith. Yeah, I know who you two are."
Willow looked a little spooked. "Are you some type of doppelganger or something from another universe?"
All right, of all the things I expected her to say, that wasn't one of them.
"No, I'm Tru Davies. This universe and everything."
"You were looking for us." My twin said matter-of-factly.
I guess it wasn't hard to deduce from my knowledge of their names. "Uh, yeah."
Willow starred at me intently. I wasn't sure I liked being put under a microscope. Though her gaze seemed sizing me up more than anything else.
"Does this have something to do with Sirus or Trenda?"
The names didn't mean anything to me. "Look I was gonna go get something to eat. Why don't we talk over a sandwich or something."
They seemed cool with that and followed me back tot he diner. I had a itch on the back of my neck and I took a quick look behind me. I could probably swear the red head was checking out my butt, but she broke contact when I turned.
Faith just smiled again. When I turned back around I heard her whisper, "See, I told ya."
When we walked into the diner a waitress met us at the door with a weird look on her face.
Willow waved. "We just can't get enough of this place."
She grabbed three menus and led us to a booth by the window. I only took a second to look at the menu and had my order ready before the other two ordered coffee.
"I'll take a cheeseburger, hold the onions and mustard, extra pickles, large fry, large coke, and a slice of peach cobbler."
The other two were looking at me really weird now.
"What?" I asked.
Faith quirked an eyebrow at me. "You just ordered the exact same thing I did thirty minutes ago."
Willow looked back and forth between us and stopped at me. "You weren't born in South Boston by any chance, were you?"
"How'd you know I was born in Boston?" Both Faith and I said at the same time. I'm going to shoot myself now.
My twin got a really serious look on her face. "You were?"
I nodded my head slowly. "I was given up for adoption. My parents lived here in New York."
Willow brightened. "Holy cow, you two could really be twin sisters!"
"Wicked ..." Faith started.
"... weird." I ended. Not intentionally.
Faith held her hands up to ward me off. "Oh, hell no."
"I didn't do it on purpose."
"What are the odds?" Willow sat, astonished and then something clicked inside her head. "You didn't by chance get really strong recently, heal faster than normal, become really quick?"
I know the look on my face wasn't pleasant. "Uh, no, but .." I left it at that. They didn't need to know about my groundhog day.
"But what?" Faith asked.
Willow tried to pull it out of me. "No, really. We're used to weird stuff happening." She seemed to be egging me on. "Anything really strange happen to you since a couple of months ago. Seeing things that you really couldn't explain."
She was hitting a little too close to the mark, and now she saw it in my face.
The waitress dropped off my plate and suddenly I wasn't hungry anymore. "Look ... um ... I was looking for you two. I had something to tell you and then I'm outta your life, okay?" I didn't wait for their reply. "If you go into the park tonight, specifically near Shakespeare in the Park, you will be killed."
I took a drink of coke and waited for the inevitable denial. It's what happened last week; the girl I was supposed to save didn't believe me until it was almost too late. I waited for nothing. Willow jumped right on the 'I believe' bandwagon.
"Did you have a prescient dream? Is that how you know?" She was getting a little too excited.
"Uh, sorta. Not really."
Then she did something that flipped me out. She looked around and made sure nobody was taking any particular notice to us, then she twirled her finger at my plate. The plate spun around in a full circle and my cheeseburger lifted off about an inch above the table.
I grabbed it and pushed it back down. "Stop that."
She smiled and took a hold of her coffee. Holy cow she just did that with her finger!
"I'm a witch."
I tracked them both with my eyes. "I know what a witch is, though I have to admit I didn't think it was anything more than smoke and mirrors. What the heck am I talking about?"