Knocking on the door gave her the same sensation as hitting the ground after being thrown from a horse. All the air went rushing out of her lungs, and she was instantly light-headed, swaying slightly on the spot. Bridget counted to ten slowly, trying to keeping her breathing even as she waited for the door to open.
Lois threw the door open, and the air around Bridget returned to normal. Lois grabbed her into a big bear hug. “I’m so glad you’re here. We’ve got a great job to work on and I think you’re going to love it.”
“That’s some security system you’ve got there.” Bridget sighed as she handed Lois her bag.
“Sweet isn’t it,” Lois grinned, taping the door frame, “Barty rigged it up for us. It stopped you because you’ve got magic, but people who aren’t supernatural wouldn’t notice the difference. If you were here to hurt us, we’d just not open the door, and it would take care of you.”
“What if I come over and you’re not home? Will I just stand there until I die?”
Lois stopped in her tracks, blinking blankly. “Well—just don’t come over when we’re not home.” Then her smiled was back and she started heading up the stairs two at a time, “Come on! We’ve got a cork board already started up here!”
Bridget made a mental note to make sure that she had all of Lois’s contact numbers, before following her up the stairs.