Siege (As the World Dies #3)(146)

“Jenni, you’re scaring me,” Katie whispered.

“Get your jeans on!” Jenni flung them at Katie and whirled around, her long hair fanning out around her. “Shit, shit, shit! I got the time f*cked up in my head. I was thinking of Nerit’s time, not Travis’!” Fumbling with her jeans, Katie struggled into them, nearly tripping as she tried to also shove her feet into her jogging shoes. “Jenni, you’re scaring the hell out of me! What is going on?”



“Curtis is about to kill Travis! We have to hurry or he’ll do it!” Jenni grabbed at Katie’s hand. Their fingers did not touch, but passed through each other. “Oh, damn! I’m already fading!”

“Jenni, what do you mean Curtis will kill Travis?” Katie felt as if she couldn’t breathe as she tied her shoes.

“Come with me! Hurry! I’m sorry, Katie. I got the times wrong!” Jenni waved at her best friend again, her body seeming not as solid as before. “C’mon! We have to save Travis!”

“What do you mean Nerit’s time? Jenni, what is happening?” Katie raced after her friend throwing open the bedroom door that Jenni simply ran through. She followed Jenni into the hallway. “Jenni, what do you mean?”





*

“Nerit,” a voice whispered softly.

Standing on the shores of the Red Sea, Nerit turned slowly. Raising her hand to shield her eyes, she looked for the source of the soft voice.

“Nerit, come to my voice,” it came again softly. Turning completely around, she looked into the horizon as the sun blazed down on her. Her long blond hair whipped around her face and she could feel the sand and salt tucked into the creases of her uniform and rubbing against her skin.

“Where are you?” she asked.

“Here. Come here.” The voice was behind her on the waves.

Stepping into the water slowly, she felt disoriented and afraid. Behind her the wind howled.

“Come deeper into the water, Nerit,” the voice called out again. “Come to my voice.”

“Ralph?”



Now in water up to her waist, she felt the warm water lapping up around her hands as she held them out at her sides. The howl of the wind was louder now, almost screaming in her ears.



“Don’t look behind you, Nerit, just come here,” Ralph’s voice persisted. Slowly, despite his words, Nerit turned. Behind her the shore was filled with the undead, screaming, howling, reaching toward her. A few were daring to enter the water behind her.



Then a hand reached out of the water, grabbed her and dragged her down into the salty depths. In the tiny clinic room, Nerit’s eyes opened from her nightmare. Her fingers trembling against her heaving chest, she tried to focus her eyes and take a deep breath. It hurt at first, then the pain in her chest lessened and she pressed her hand to her forehead.



The I.V. was an annoying pain in her wrist, but she ignored it as she caught sight of Kevin asleep in a chair near the door. “Kevin?”

She was sure the voice in her dream had been Ralph, but now she wasn’t so sure.

Slowly, Ralph stepped out of the shadows near the bed and sat down in the chair closest to her. He smiled softly at her and reached out to take the hand still clutching the bed covers.

“Nerit, you’re okay. You’re awake. It was hard to get you back. You were so far gone.”

“Ralph,” she whispered, laying her other hand over his. “I can feel your hand.”



“Only for a little bit, hon,” he answered, giving her a small smile.

“Am I dreaming?”

“No, hon. You’re awake. Out of the coma. Lots of prayers were going up for you, you know,” Ralph said with a wink.

“What’s happening?” Nerit asked slowly, cautiously.

Looking sad, Ralph sighed and squeezed her hand. “What happens next is gonna be hard. Not to my liking. Probably not to yours. But how it is.”

“Ralph, you’re frightening me,” Nerit whispered. She felt groggy and unsure of the world around her. The dreams of Israel had been so vivid they had felt real to her.

“Sometimes, Nerit, we gotta sacrifice ourselves for the greater good. We gotta do the hard job. The thing that hurts most.” Ralph sighed softly. “Lots of prayers for you, like I said. Lots of fear here. Lots of need.”

“Ralph, please, I know I have cancer, I know--” She dreaded that he was here to take her for good.

“Not no more, Nerit. It’s gone. I wanted you home. With me.” He looked so heartrendingly sad and Nerit squeezed his hand tightly. “But, you got an extension. You got more time. They need you here. They need who you are and what you can do. I even prayed myself for you to stay here.”

“Ralph, I’ll always love you and-” The sense of relief she felt was overwhelming. To not die of cancer, to fight on for the fort, it was all she wanted, yet; she felt so sad to not be with him.

“I know, Nerit. But your place is here. And this changes everything for the fort. Time is not set in stone. Some of us on the other side realized that. We saw it all: Past, Present, Future. We knew what could happen and we...we found a place in time to try to change how it comes out. Not saying it’s going to turn out okay, but you guys got a better chance now.” “I don’t understand, Ralph,” Nerit said softly.