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features made
my stomach flip-flop. “So, you are worried?”
    She hesitated, drawing in a deep breath, and
her eyes saddened. “I’m more worried you’ll find him, and if he
doesn’t want to come back, neither will you.”
    I could’ve retorted by saying I didn’t want
to die, but the truth stared me in the face. What would I do if
Kipp refused to come back? Could I leave him there in a place of
loneliness and not stay with him?
    As those horrific thoughts rushed through my
mind, and so did the reminder that Kipp wasn’t dead. Here was my
chance to get him back as a living-breathing-man so we could have a normal relationship. “I want him alive, Gretchen. I have no
intention of dying tonight or staying in the Netherworld. I’ll come
back. Promise.”
    “Okay, make sure that you do.” After another
squeeze of my hand, she released my fingers. “Wayde said you only
needed to be more aware. Since it seems Nettie knew she was there
it means on some level, even though you’re dreaming, you know
what’s going on.”
    While that might be slightly unbelievable, I
also remembered the dream with Kipp and how real that felt when I’d
woken. Perhaps I’d been much more aware than I knew. I couldn’t
explain why the lovin’ had taken place in his bedroom and not some
weird mystical world, but then again, I had no idea what the
Netherworld looked like. “I’m guessing it’s not something I can
control anyway. If I hold the ability, it’ll simply happen as it
does with ghosts.”
    Gretchen agreed with a nod. “From what we
learned of Nettie, it appears a natural gift. As Wayde suggested,
you might have been going there already, but just didn’t realize
that’s where you were. After you woke, you accepted your experience
as a dream, because it made sense to.”
    Before, I never would’ve believed
wholeheartedly in something I hadn’t seen with my own eyes and also
seemed way out there, but Gretchen’s witchcraft had worked and it
did so because I believed it. The power of belief had never held
such a strong place in my mind as it did now. Besides, maybe
Gretchen and Wayde were right—maybe I’d been blind to what I’d been
experiencing. “You don’t have any handy-dandy spells to protect me
while I’m there?”
    She studied me for a long moment with her
gaze, that seemed so much older than her years, and she finally
shrugged. “I don’t know enough about this to know how to
protect you and from what .” Her expression firmed, head
tilted. “But I do know you need to keep a shield up against
yourself, no matter how much you miss him. Your desire to stay with
him could be your undoing. Remember, the power of one’s soul in any
regard to the mystical world holds great strength.”
    “Okay.” What else was I going to say? In
truth, I wouldn’t lie to Gretchen and even I knew it would be
difficult to see Kipp again. That was, if this actually worked, and
after I tore a strip off him for the current hell I went through to
find him.
    Sure, it hurt Kipp to watch me kiss Dane, but
Kipp should’ve known better. Believed without a doubt I only loved
him. But it was do or let him die. The latter wasn’t an option.
“Sleep time, then?”
    Gretchen smiled tightly before she left the
bed to hit the light switch, bathing the room in darkness except
for the bright light coming from the bathroom. I assumed she kept
the light on to keep an eye on me and I watched her settle into the
fancy chair in the corner of the room.
    With a deep breath, I rolled onto my side,
focusing on Kipp. I shoved all my excitement, worry, and adrenaline
away, concentrating on relaxing. I fished through all my doubts of
mystical travels and combed through my known reality to find a way
to accept this.
    Was the idea any different from my seeing
ghosts in the first place? Not really. Could it be any less
unbelievable my abilities held more strength than I knew or had
been aware of? Possibly.
    I’d never noticed a tingle on my flesh