Charmed (Second Sight) by Hazel Hunter

“Gavin, it’s okay.”
    His eyes opened at her touch and he seemed to look at her face. She smiled at him but then he squeezed his eyes shut and began to cry again. “It’s okay,” she said, stroking his tiny forehead again.
    God, please let him be okay.
    “Here’s the paramedic,” Mac said from behind her.
    As she backed out, the paramedic quickly moved past her, set his box on the car floor, and bent over Gavin. Mac hugged her around the shoulder as she tried to see what the paramedic was doing.
    “Ow!” Daniel cried out. She and Mac both turned to look. “Ow, my leg!” Three police officers and another paramedic were lowering him onto a stretcher, his left thigh in a splint. “I said, ow , goddammit!”
    A sudden fury swept over Isabelle and she broke free of Mac’s grasp.
    If Little Gavin were injured, if he was hurt in any way…
    She nearly ran as she undid her right glove, stumbling in her heels, but intent on the goal. The paramedic was holding a drip bag that led to Daniel’s arm.  
    “On three,” the paramedic said, as she drew closer.
    “Isabelle?” Mac said, following her. “Isabelle, what are you doing?”
    “One, two, three,” said the paramedic as all four of them lifted the stretcher from the ground. More police cars had arrived. Police officers were examining Daniel’s car, particularly where the bumper wrapped around the tree. No one was paying any attention to her. She ripped off her glove, stepped next to the stretcher, and laid her hand on Daniel’s bare arm, next to the IV.
    Immediately there was pain in her leg but she pushed past that and the world faded to gray. Daniel was staring at Maurice. Daniel was furious. They didn’t want to sell his baby. Well screw them. They’d see it his way. Computer files sailed through her vision, images of screens, disks, text. And one word over and over again.  
    Botox?
    Someone pushed her back.
    “Hey!” Daniel yelled. “Don’t let her touch me. She doesn’t have a right to touch me.”
    Isabelle pitched backward but immediately collided with something.  
    “I’ve got you,” Mac whispered.
    “Hey!” Daniel yelled. “She can’t do that.”
    “Get him out of here,” Mac ordered. “I want a Special Agent with him at all times.” Isabelle felt Mac turn her toward him. “Just look up at me, as though you can see,” he said quietly. “People are looking.”
    But as the images from the reading began to coalesce and order themselves, she could barely get control of herself. She gripped his arms hard.
    “He was going to sell Gavin,” she breathed. “He was going to sell his own baby!”
    “What?” Mac said.  
    She looked up toward his voice but couldn’t see him.
    “He was with Maurice,” she said, the words tumbling out. “Maurice didn’t want the baby. Maurice was angry. Told him to leave.” She blinked as the gray began to fade. “I can’t believe it!” she whispered. “ Sell his own child.”
    “Sell him?” Mac said. “Sell a baby to Maurice? You’d think that’s the last thing they needed at the Green Earth Commune.”  
    Isabelle blinked again. The fog was clearing. She was looking up into Mac’s concerned face. Flashing lights lit them both and more sirens were still approaching. The trees around them seemed to swirl as the lights revolved. Isabelle was a moment getting her bearings as she continued to grip Mac’s arms and he held on to her shoulders.
    “Did you see anything else?” Mac said quietly.
    Police officers and agents bustled around them.  
    “He was furious,” Isabelle said. She turned, trying to see Daniel. They were just loading him into the ambulance. He was staring at her. “He knows something that can hurt Maurice.”  
    Daniel disappeared behind the open back door. Then the door shut.
    “Knows what?” Mac said.  
    Isabelle shook her head. It didn’t make sense but she said it anyway.
    “Botox.”
    She looked up at Mac and he looked as puzzled as she felt.
    “That’s