Something inside her, some disgusting, creature living in her. Something that was going to fight Father Wesson all the way. She vowed to herself then and there that he would not be hurled out of any windows or anything. That would be awful. And her Dad would see it. He'd see this...demon inside her.
"But...I mean, I saw the Exorcist. I feel fine. I'm not speaking in tongues or vomiting goo or anything. How do you know I'm not just..."
She didn't need to ask it, her eyes, her eyes had apparently gone all gross and black, and then there was Storm. Had he known she had something awful inside her. Had he sensed it? Horses were good at that sort of stuff, they could tell so much about a person. And her horse had known.
"Storm knew didn't he?." she asked looking over at her father, "He could tell there was something wrong with me and all the time I thought it was something with him. He must have been terrified."
But why did she feel okay beyond the fear, what was the demon planning.
"What does she...does it want?" Why had she called it a she, it wasn't a person it was a thing, a thing inside her, thats what they'd said, and they were right, she turned back to the Priest finally and nodded resolutely.
"Okay. I can do this. Just...get it out of me, whatever it is"