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    Love Beyond Time

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    Rebecca Royce

      Nathan, one a real estate broker in Atlanta, and the other a

      doctor in Des Moines, had better luck with the fish but had

      still not caught anything today.

      "Need some help, bud?" He didn't want to wound

      Doug's ego but he also wanted to eat dinner in the not too

      distant future. It wouldn't do to be the one to catch their

      meal for the third day in a row. That would be pushing

      things, or at least he was sure that's what Veli would say.

      "I'm fine, Mister Reporter." Doug wiped sweat off

      of his brow.

      They had all been calling him that during the whole

      vacation. He rolled his eyes. He'd recently been getting a

      lot of publicity as his career seemed to finally be taking off.

      Given the current state of things in the world, he was never

      out of work. He had also been told his dark good looks

      played well in front of the camera. He wasn't sure what that

      meant and he wasn't particularly interested in it.

      Leonardo had felt it was dangerous to be so out in

      the open, contenting himself with research and spells to

      find their missing kinsmen whilst he worked as a teacher

      and he earned his doctorate in history and ancient cultures.

      But in the thirty years since they had arrived on Veli's

      floor, it was only Charma who had located anyone—

      Marina, she had called herself, five years old and sitting on

      the floor of a Russian orphanage. Charma had seen her in a

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      dream and woken up insisting that Veli take them there.

      Under-fed and not properly stimulated, Marina had

      taken longer to come into her powers. Even today she was

      quiet and dreamy, preferring to assist Veli with his tasks in

      searching for others rather than to venture out on her own.

      Kal couldn't blame her. He had been one of the lucky ones,

      found and guarded till he had grown old enough. What

      must it be like for his lost family connections to have no

      one to communicate with telepathically? Sometimes he

      thought he could hear them in his dreams.

      Charma, or Char as they called her, had been their

      rock. She was a healer, in the best sense of the word.

      Unaware of her special abilities, people flocked to her

      home in Manhattan hourly to have her make them tea and

      listen to their problems. Somehow they simply felt better

      when they left her, unaware that she had probed their minds

      and eased their pain, unaware that every time she did it, it

      ate a little of her soul up. He wasn't sure she slept at all

      anymore.

      In his own way he helped, putting himself amongst

      the public, traveling to the war torn places and daring the

      people who did the dirty work for the Evil One to come out

      and get him. It kept everyone else off of the radar. He knew

      he was silently hunted and normally he would invite the

      fight. Two would-be assassins had lost their lives trying to

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      trifle with him when he was a teenager. But nothing

      happened in the presence of his college buddies. He saw to

      it. No matter what he felt or who he encountered, he didn't

      engage in front of the people who mattered. He wouldn't

      risk them. A shiver travelled through Kal's body. At least

      so far.

      "Hey guys," Kal cut into their conversation. He

      thought they had been discussing a girl that James felt was

      "the one." James felt that a girl was "the one" every other

      week. "I think we need to get moving. The weather is

      changing."

      "It's been nice all day," Nathan interrupted, pulling

      out his personal digital assistant. "The weather report is

      good all week."

      "Don't believe everything the weathermen tell you,"

      Kal replied quietly, manipulating the clouds above them, a

      power every Outsider had but that he was only moderately

      good at attempting. "It looks like rain to me."

      "Let's not argue with Mister Reporter." Doug

      laughed, obviously happy to be off the hook from fishing.

      "He's lived all over the world with that weird uncle of his.

      He can probably sense these things."

      His friend had no idea how close he was to the

      truth.

      "Very funny." Kal laughed. "Let's go." Mentally he

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      tried to compel them to listen, a power he tried very hard to

      not use on friends and not surprisingly they complied with

      his wishes. How did you know if your friends really liked

      you if you were always pushing away their free wills to

      follow your orders? In his deepest soul, he believed that

      mortal human beings had the right to make decisions that

      might screw up their lives and on frequent occasions he let

      his friends destroy themselves if they wanted to. But in this

      case he had a feeling what was coming for them wouldn't

      be anywhere near here if it weren't for his very unique

      presence in the world. Pushing again, he kept moving

      everyone forward.

      His senses became more aware and he could hear

      someone running towards them. Footsteps sounded in his

      eardrums as if they were right next to him instead of a

      distance away. Two people were in a chase.

      This was it—this was what he'd been waiting to

      happen all day long. Whatever, or whoever, was up ahead

      ran fast, putting a distance between himself and the person

      behind them. This left Kal no time to make everyone go

      away. He had no choice but to handle it in front of his

      friends and hope that Char could fix it later. He turned to

      meet his destiny, knowing there would be more than one

      person to handle. He raised his hand, ready to call down

      electricity as his first defense.

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      Chapter Two

      Earlier that same day

      Isabelle Listora stood in front of the creepiest cabin

      she had ever seen. It didn't look deserted, not really, but it

      didn't look lived in either. It hadn't been occupied for at

      least several days, she was sure about that. The door hung

      open and it looked like the local wildlife had taken what

      was left of the food from the cupboards. At the very least,

      Isabelle was relatively sure that she wasn't going to be

      finding any neglected children occupying the cabin today.

      If they were there—and her instincts told her they were

      not—then they were well hidden and not likely to come out

      just because she asked.

      Everything about what had happened since she had

      woken up this morning had seemed so bizarre to her. Why

      was she being sent out into the woods to investigate child

      abuse? Where was the local agency and why were they not

      looking into what was happening? She had, in fact, asked

      her boss those same questions several times before heading

      off into the middle of nowhere, driving four hours from

      home to an unknown destination where she would ha
    ve no

      police help or known local resources to call upon in case of

      an emergency. Once again, inwardly, she groaned at the

      absurdity of the whole thing.

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      Her boss had smiled the strange bland smile that no

      longer reached his eyes and told her that because of budget

      cuts they were all being asked to stretch their legs a little

      bit. She had wanted to scream that this was more than

      stretching her legs, this was running a marathon, but she

      kept those feelings to herself. She really didn't want to get

      fired and so she didn't point out that she hated the woods

      and everything to do with nature; that the most outdoorsy

      she ever got was heading into the sporting goods store to

      purchase fleece from their ski department.

      Truth was, she would travel to the ends of the earth

      to help a child in need and the file she had been handed had

      certainly shown a child in need. It was rumored that the

      father had kept his son tied to a chair for up to a week

      before releasing him and letting him go back to school. She

      was going to have to go and find the teacher now, which

      would mean finding her way to the town and given that her

      GPS system didn't even know this little town existed on the

      map, she was going to have to rely on her nonexistent sense

      of direction.

      Hurry up Isabelle, it's time to leave. It's finally time

      to begin the journey you were born to take.

      Isabelle spun around quickly, grabbing the door for

      support as she tried to find the person behind the voice she

      had just heard.

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      "Hello?" she shouted. "Is someone there?"

      No one responded and Isabelle quickly tried to scan

      the area with her eyes to see if she could see anything. She

      couldn't make out anything, but she noticed the clouds

      above her were starting to look ominous. The last thing she

      wanted was to get caught out in the rain. She ran quickly

      back to her car, her baby since she had bought the thing a

      year earlier. Both she, and the car, were getting pampered

      when they got back to civilization.

      Some of Isabelle's girlfriends had made fun of her

      near compulsive need to care for her car. Most of them

      used their cars like a substitute garbage can and/or closet,

      leaving them dirty with all kinds of odd and disgusting

      things that varied from old lipsticks to guiltily eaten fast

      food wrappers, but Isabelle really treasured her car. It was

      midsize and not anything that would cause a commotion in

      the auto industry, but she loved owning it. Not once had

      she found herself broken down on the side of the road

      calling for help. It got her where she needed to go and she

      was hugely grateful for it. It wasn't like she was spending

      her money on other lavish things. Her closet was filled with

      comfortable clothes that she had picked up quickly when

      she had a need for them—work clothes mostly, fitting for a

      person working in her type of profession. Mixed in on them

      were jeans, sweaters, and exercise outfits that admittedly

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      she didn't pull out enough, preferring to sleep in on

      Saturdays and read after work.

      Of course, she couldn't forget about the back of the

      closet that held the seven bridesmaid dresses she had worn

      in the last year. They ranged in color from a respectable

      lilac to an obscene marmalade color that she still cringed

      looking at six months later, both from the memory of how

      terrible she had looked in the dress to what it said about her

      personal life that she had worn seven bridesmaid dresses in

      the last year and had gone out on exactly three dates.

      But there was no time to dwell on all of the sad,

      albeit tragically silly, aspects of her life. She might hate

      standing out in the woods waiting for a rainfall but there

      were children's lives at stake and that she took very

      seriously.

      She opened the car door up and the wind blew her

      black hair off of her shoulders. She closed her eyes. Where

      had the rain come from and why did it feel like it had been

      sent just for her? A shiver ran through her, up her arms and

      down her spine. Goose bumps appeared on her flesh and

      she was suddenly very cold. Opening her eyes, she got into

      the car and quickly put it in drive, pushing down harder

      than she intended to on the accelerator and hearing the tires

      screech. There was no more denying the internal tension

      she held. Isabelle just didn't make driving mistakes.

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      Breathe, she told herself. She wasn't used to being

      in the middle of nowhere. Everything about this day drove

      her crazy. She shouldn't be driving away in the car like a

      lunatic when she had been sent to investigate living

      conditions and potential neglect. The door to the house was

      left wide open. She should be snooping inside and taking

      her time to look things over. Any other day of the week,

      that is exactly how she would be behaving but instead she

      was hightailing it out of the countryside as fast as she could

      without looking back.

      The driveway, as she had noted on the way in, was

      surprisingly long and curvy, which was exactly what you

      would want if you had to hide child abuse from the

      neighbors. Trees, most slightly falling over, drooped down

      on top of it, adding to its unkempt feeling. How was it

      possible that someone could travel such a short distance in

      the state of New York and encounter such a varying degree

      of living situations, she wondered out loud to kill the

      silence in the car.

      Drive, he'll be there.

      Oh man, now she was really cracking up. As soon

      as she got home she was making an appointment to have

      her head examined. She had always heard that there was a

      large burnout rate in her career path but she had assumed

      that one day she would just find herself compelled to go

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      into private practice or back to school. She never could

      have predicted that she would start to show signs of

      schizophrenia. Whose voice was that? Once again she

      pushed down on the accelerator.

      Turning left, she was on what they would refer to

      now as a State Highway. The road was bigger but still

      surprisingly empty without the signs and lights that were

      usually present on the Interstates.

      She turned on her radio and the CD that she had

      been listening to on the way upstate came through the

      speakers. She might not have been raised in Manhattan, but

      almost everyone who had lived within a twenty-mile radius

      of it was a closeted Broadway musical fan. Isabelle just

      wore her obsession a little bit more out in the open than

      most of her friends. Mus
    ic from one of her favorite shows

      filled the air around her and she took a deep breath. How

      bad could a trip be if she got to imagine she was sitting in a

      dark theater being transported to another time while she

      took it? Her father had taken her to see that show for her

      twentieth birthday. She had loved every second of it and

      even if she knew her dad preferred sitting around listening

      to the bands from the sixties and seventies to the belting

      sounds of Broadway stars, he had loved watching her enjoy

      it.

      She needed to remember to thank him more often

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      for the small things that he did for her. Even if she never

      found the person she was searching for, she knew real love

      existed, she needed only look at the way her parents loved

      each other to see it.

      Isabelle's anxiety reprieve was brought short by the

      sound of a clunk and a hissing noise that could only mean

      one thing. She had blown a tire. How was it even possible?

      Hadn't she just been musing on the greatness of her car?

      Was fate playing tricks on her? She sighed; maybe it was a

      good thing that the road was strangely quiet today. She

      wouldn't have to worry about the other cars not seeing her

      and slamming into her as she attempted to change her tire.

      Or better yet, she thought suddenly, she would use her auto

      club card.

      She pulled out her cell phone at the same time as

      she took out her wallet. Taking a deep breath, she

      composed herself so that she wouldn't sound like a lunatic

      to the man on the other end of the phone but she never even

      got that far. Out of range, how could that be? She wasn't

      even in roaming range? She wasn't in Nepal; this was the

      United States of America. Shouldn't she have cell service?

      Shouldn't the fact that she paid a way too large monthly fee

      for her unlimited nationwide calling have given her service

     


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