Chapter 269

All Just a Dream
Sinclair
The doctor knocks gently at the door then. I slide my eyes to him, annoyed to have another person in the room. Is this best for her, all of these interruptions?

“How is she,” the doctor asks, coming to Ella’s side. Cora moves to stand at Ella’s head, making room for him.

“The same,” I murmur, returning my eyes to my mate’s pallid face. “No changes.”

“What does that mean, doctor?” Cora asks, wringing her hands.

“Well,” the doctor replies, leaning down to study Ella’s face. “I can’t say that I’m encouraged by it. I think that if she were getting better, she would have woken by now.” He moves away from her and over to some of the machines, lifting the tape they’ve been printing for hours to read the report. But,” he murmurs, studying them. “It doesn’t seem like she’s getting any worse.”

“Is there anything we can do?” Cora asks, looking at him with pleading eyes. She, like me, wants to do something, anything.

“Go home,” the doctor says frankly. “Get some rest. There’s nothing you can do for her here. So go home, prepare yourselves.”

“Prepare ourselves?!” Cora gasps, her eyes going wide. “For –”

“For whatever’s next,” the doctor interrupts, meeting her eyes evenly. “It’s not going to do any good to panic. If she survives, she’s going to need you, all of you.” He glances around at the rest of us as he says this. “She’s going to need you to be strong for her, so it doesn’t do any good to stand around her worrying. I would recommend that you go home and let us care for her here.”

Cora nods anxiously, but I can’t help the anger that builds in me.

“I am going nowhere,” I snap, my eyes fixed on the doctor, who comes back to the bedside now.

he replies, meeting my gaze. “But you two,” he says to Cora and Roger,

she looks

replies bruskly, heading out of the room without another look at me.

little as looks at the empty door through which the doctor just passed. “I kind of like

his side. “Sinclair,” she says, her

a stupid question. “Seriously, Sinclair,” she insists. “The doctor is right – we’re not doing Ella

she wakes up, she’s going to need you

“I’m not…I can’t rest. Not when

the sentence. Can’t even think the thought. Cora nods, seeming to understand. But then she starts, suddenly blinking

how you…you meet? In her dreams?” I snap my head, looking towards her. “Can you…” she waves a hand towards Ella’s still form. “Can you do that? Can you meet here there? Maybe…give her some

head slowly, grinding my teeth. Why

dream, and I don’t know…” I lean forward to look

sudden flutter of hope within me.

begs. “Please, try. It

then, slowly, I begin to nod. “All right,” I agree, against my better judgement. If I fall into a sleep…and she’s not dreaming, or I don’t…god damnit, the waste of time.

looking at them. “I do this

them murmur something to each other and then slip from the room, closing the door behind them. I take a long

trouble,” I murmur to

Ella

good to be back here – where the air is

love to do as a little girl, laughing as I go. “Spin, spin,” I

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