“Hordly, you and Graely gather them up…,” Pestale smiled with the pride because of their first victory. “We are off for…” he hesitated and the smile filled his eyes, “home, we are off for home.”
Chapter Four
“JAZMINE DECKER, MARINE Biologist, you are late for duty,” Jazz said to the empty cave. “Or at least, you will become the fall if you don’t get out of here, or is it fall already in the human world? She knew that time in the Faery Realm and other realms as well worked very differently.
So what month, or year she was in, was a total mystery. Jazz sighed over the problem.
“What to do?” she asked out loud. She was talking to herself, yup, talking to herself, but that was okay, exercising the vocal cords was a good thing.
She had been thinking about her situation for what seemed like an hour and had come to the conclusion that in all probability, she wasn’t in immediate danger of dying. She was after all, an immortal, and if she could keep from being eaten, which she believed she had enough power to accomplish, then it was only a matter of time before Trevor found her.
She bolstered herself with this belief, looked around, put her head down on her bent arms and stretched out on the fronds.
“This sucks,” she told herself, for as bad as her situation was, she was fairly certain something awful was happening back in the Human Realm. She knew that Pestale and his army had tricked them and used another Portal—one the Seelie had overlooked. They should have known—she should have known, because she was a Fios and as a Fios she should have sensed something more was afoot. Afoot, she asked herself and laughed. Her laughter weaved into hysterical before she got control and told herself to breathe, just breathe.
Right, what she was dealing with here was spilt milk, the hysteria tickled her throat, but she beat it down.
So what did this mean? It meant that the Dark Royals were probably engaged in battle with the Royals and the Seelie warriors somewhere in her human world. And here she was unable to help. “Really, really sucks,” she added.
She got up, brushed herself off and went back to the mouth of the cave. Dusk was settling in. No sense trying to find her way through the dark in a land filled with prehistoric everything.
She went back and tried to mind link again with Trevor, talking out loud as well, “Trev, can you hear me? Trevor? I thought you said this mind link of ours would work anywhere? You said we could never be parted by land or distance because of our bonding. Trev…can’t you hear me?”
Why couldn’t he hear her? Did this mean they were not really bonded? And if they were not really bonded, did that mean she was not his ‘true mate’ as he had told her?
The doubt slid through her body with wicked force and pricked sharply at her heart. A sudden tear formed and she swiped it away.
She had to get control of herself.
She was in the worst possible situation, and had not allowed herself to cry and she was not about to start now.
Trevor was her true love, and she was his, she was not going to give into doubts and bawl like an idiot. That would do her no good. She had to find a way to survive until she could get back.
“Trevor? Please, Trevor, I know you love me, so find me,” she beckoned
Her heart, her human heart which was still in her chest beat out his name and demanded attention. He had rocked her universe with his love, with the force and depth of his love and he would find her.
“Hear me, Trev,” she whispered in the cave. She shouted it in her mind in waves of desperation. “Just hear me…track me…come on baby. You are a Royal Seelie Fae, and you better find me soon before something else does and decides to have me for dinner!”
She got up and began pacing. She tripped over her own feet and as she fell her finger got caught in what was left of her top. First it had been ripped by the talons of the dinosaur bird, and then she had to use part of it for a torch, now this!
Her top came off in shreds, which left her in a sports bra, and for some reason, even this made her want to cry.
Why can’t you hear me? He had said that their mind link would span the Universe…? “TREVOR!” she cried out loud as well as in her mind. Sending out her energy in one feverish bolt and suddenly she felt that feeling when you aim and actually make the basket! She felt him. She actually felt him—near, so near, and she began wailing his name in her mind, over and over again.
~*~
Trevor had scanned his surroundings. She was here somewhere—she simply had to be. Where would she go?
The human he knew was still a part of who she was and would still be driving her decisions. She would seek shelter. Her human side would look for a hiding place because she wasn’t ready yet to let the Fae blood take full control.
But what sort of hiding place?
He scanned the horizon and all at once he knew. She would go high, to the mountain range so that she could survey her situation. He knew his mate. He knew what his beautiful Jazmine Decker would do.
And then he saw it in his mind; a cave.
She would look for a cave. He smiled to himself as he thought of her, as he pictured her. All at once he was frantic to get her back safely into his arms. He had to find her! By Danu and all that was Earth, Wind and Fire, he couldn’t go another moment not knowing where she was.