Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 38

Kas’s POV

As I pull away from my physical body and spread my spirit into the universe, I feel him. His spirit is fading but he’s there. I sense a familiar pain coursing

through me. Something tells me his back is wet with blood and there is poison in his veins, but my spirit doesn’t understand that physical concept.

I focus on him with all my power. His and Saint’s souls are in limbo. No longer connected to each other, not alive, but not yet dead. I collect their essences, willing them to come toward me, toward life, and follow me back to Bronx’s body before it’s too late. I push my healing powers out to Bronx and Saint. Giving them the strength to live.

” Bronx, come back, Sweetheart, ” I sense his spirit recognizes mine. He flickers brighter. It’s almost indistinguishable but it’s there. The tiniest little spark, “I need you to tell me where you are, Bronx. “

A vision comes to me of an abandoned house with a human church in the distance. It’s a very old stone structure. The bell tower has two large bells hanging. The church bells chime a distinct tune. Hopefully it’s enough to help Milo identify where he is.

“Hold on, Bronx, we’re coming for you,” I whisper.

I pull my spirit back to my body, collecting all the pieces of my essence as I pull back into to my physical form. Something feels wrong. Something is missing. I open my eyes to see Marco, James, Delilah, and Lady Camille standing over me. Delilah is crying. I’m flat on my back. The floor below me is wet and sticky. I try to sit up, but I can’t. I’m dizzy, sick to my stomach, and weak. I can’t feel Lex, there is a void where she usually sits.

“I can describe where he is,” I say weakly.

I tell them about the vision and Bronx being close to death. I brought him back, but I don’t know for how long.

“We got it from here, Luna. Lady Camille, let’s get her medical attention, right now, ” James said.

Lady Camille nods and swipes her hand over my face, “Sleep Luna lokaste, reserve your energy.”

I don’t have a choice. The strength of her magic immediately slips me into a dreamless sleep.

Bronx’s POV

Floating in the ether at the edge of death. Cold and dark but comforting at the same time. There is no pain, no emotion, no time, just darkness. In this emptiness, I feel it more than hear it. A sensation calling out to me, calling my name with no words,

weightlessly pulling me to an unknown destination. It doesn’t matter where it’s leading me. I let it guide me through the

darkness. Am I going toward the solace of death or the warmth of the world of the living? I have no way of knowing.

A healing warmth fills my chest and spreads out to every cell of my body. It separates me from the ether and sucks out the poison, it seals the wounds of the body I left beind and refills my spirit with emotions. I t sense it placing a healing warm glow

know he is there with me, being pulled away from the ether but

Sweetheart, ” I hear it now. Kas’s voice calling to me, “I

her voice. It isn’t in the

hallucination. It’s like it’s coming from my

are you?” I call out, desperate to be

now. Kas is not here. I know I heard

all my strength to crawl on my hands and knees to the window. She wants to know where I am. I look out and see an old

say out loud. I have no idea how she is communicating with me but I figure my best bet is to speak

feel Saint, ” I’m fighting back the lump in my

on for me, Sweetheart. We are coming,

back to the mattress and flop down. The movement to and from the window, completely exhausted me. My fingertips

my eyes again praying to the Moon Goddess, I don’t die

“Bronx! “

Can you

my eyes

I whisper. There are other voices

down doors to other rooms. I try to call out but I can’t. I’m too weak.

over to me while Henri yells

I let the tears I have been holding back

gone, ” I

that can’t be. You’ve lost a lot of blood but you’re gonna be alright. Just hang in there, my dude. We’re going to give you morphine and get you

She pulls a morphine pen from

a helicopter. There is a tube connected to Milo’s arm feeding into mine. A field blood transfusion. It’s a dangerous procedure, reserved for dire cases. He is yelling out orders to the pilot. I fall back into the dream less sleep. I wake up again

him on the ribs, ” put

way you can stand right now. Henri and I are going to give you

Kas here?” I

responds sympathetically. I look to see Henri is directly behind him, pulling out more tubing and needle to perform another field transfusion. My friends are keeping me alive with their

down a hallway to Kas’s room and sit me on a stool. Milo kneels in front of me letting me lean all my weight onto him. Henri pokes a needle into

I have your permission to help heal you with magic? I believe I will only be able to slow the blood loss.

it,” Milo snaps, “I am currently the acting Blood

on anything they are saying anyway. The world is fading in and

and lilac scent, warming me

friend, let the witch clean your wounds, then you can go lay down with your

I look up to see there are several witches, James, and Marco all gathered around