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

me, being pulled away from the ether but he still feels

calling to me, “I need you to tell me where

her voice. It isn’t in

or a hallucination. It’s like it’s coming from my own

Where are you?” I call out, desperate to be closer

It’s daylight now. Kas is not here. I know I heard her. I know she

on my hands and knees to the window. She wants to know where I am. I

hot outside and humid. I can see the steeple of a human church,” I say out loud. I have no idea how she is communicating with me but I

can’t feel Saint, ” I’m fighting back the lump in my throat that will bring forth

me, Sweetheart. We are coming, we’re coming for

mattress and flop down. The movement to and

the Moon

“Bronx! “

you hear

and movements in the house. I try to open my eyes

There are other

sounds as they bust down doors to other rooms. I try to call out but I can’t. I’m too weak. The door to my

Bronx! ” Milo runs over to me while

all the strength I have to take his hand. I let the tears I have

” I

of blood but you’re gonna be alright. Just hang in there, my dude. We’re going to give you morphine and get you to

military medic uniform rushes into the room. She pulls a morphine pen from her medical bag

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

I eke out, weakly patting him on the ribs, ” put me

man, we are getting you to bed. There’s no way you can stand right now. Henri

Kas here?”

Bronx, we’re taking you to her,” Milo responds sympathetically. I look to see Henri is directly behind him, pulling out more tubing and needle to perform another

lean all my weight onto him. Henri pokes a needle into his arm, then into mine. I turn my head to see a witch coming over to tend to

will only be able to slow the blood loss. Your wolf will need to help with the rest.”

Milo snaps, “I am currently the acting Blood River

conversation. I can’t focus on anything they are saying anyway. The world is fading in and out as I lean heavily on Milo. A wave of comfort gently washes

rain and

then you can go

James, and Marco all gathered around a