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of the war, for a world where Rebecca could bring children into the world without having to hide them away in tunnels.”
Stop!
Dylan thought of Rebecca, flooding her mind with memories of her friend, memories that included Wyatt and Stiles and Josephine, memories that showed Jack his daughter with her children…with Harry. Memories of good times, of laughter and happy tears and all the things that define a good life.
Jack fought her, his soul squeezing at hers, trying to control what went on in her mind, to make her stop. But the harder he fought, the more intense the memories became. Finally, Jack pulled out of her body, but then he touched her and something like an electric shot burst through her body. The last thing she remembered before falling to the ground was Jack’s voice in her head:
I will take the orb. And I will rule these pathetic fools. I will have my revenge.
When Dylan was next conscious, she was no longer in her earthly form, but ethereal and floating in the beautiful garden that marked the outer borders of heaven. She didn’t feel the same overwhelming sense of happiness she’d felt the last time she was here. She felt concern. She moved among the bushes, the trees, and flowers of so many varieties and species that she had never seen most of them. She brushed against the petals of one flower and watched as pollen spilled like fairy dust over the ground below. Immediately, more flowers sprang up like some sort of magic.
Dylan.
She turned and recognized Wyatt even though he was no longer in a form she knew. He, like Rebecca had been the last time she visited here, was in a smoky sort of form that looked like her Wyatt, like the Wyatt she met on that long ago afternoon beside a river. He was young again, standing tall and proud as he had back then, his hair full and thick again, his smile as bright as it ever was on those rare occasions when he shared it with her back then.
It hurt to see him.
You don’t belong here, Dylan.
“I miss you,” she said as she rushed to him, as their smoky forms melded together and became like one. “I miss you so much.”
I know. But you have to be strong.
“I don’t want this, Wyatt. I want things to go back to the way they were. I want you and Josephine, I want our family back together, like we were years ago when Jo was just a baby. I want—”
But it isn’t about what you want anymore. It’s about the people. It’s about everything we fought for during the war.
“We fought so that we could be together.”
We fought so that humanity could survive. And, thanks to you, they did. But now they need you to make sure they stay on the right path.
Dylan pulled away from Wyatt, emotion churning visibly in her ethereal colors. “You never wanted this. You never understood—”
Things are different here, Dylan. I understand things in a way that I was incapable of understanding before. And you…I was so blessed to have you in my life. You are so much more than anyone knew, even Stiles. You are powerful in ways that will surprise even you. I never…
“Never what?”
I never should have held you back. I never should have tried to corral you. You are a true savior, Dylan. And you must embrace that. He moved toward her. You should also know that you are not alone. You are never alone. You have the full support of every soul here. Jimmy, Rebecca, souls you loved, souls you protected, and souls you never met…they’re all determined to help you live up to your purpose. And the angels…
Wyatt moved closer to her, happiness swirling in his aura even as she read it in the expression on his face.
Where you go, I go, he said. The meaning has changed, but the spirit is still there. I love you, Dylan, perhaps more now than ever before. I will no longer be selfish and keep you from your purpose. But I will guide you and support you as best as I can. I will always be here for you.
Dylan moved into him and took solace from the feel of his presence mixed
Stop!
Dylan thought of Rebecca, flooding her mind with memories of her friend, memories that included Wyatt and Stiles and Josephine, memories that showed Jack his daughter with her children…with Harry. Memories of good times, of laughter and happy tears and all the things that define a good life.
Jack fought her, his soul squeezing at hers, trying to control what went on in her mind, to make her stop. But the harder he fought, the more intense the memories became. Finally, Jack pulled out of her body, but then he touched her and something like an electric shot burst through her body. The last thing she remembered before falling to the ground was Jack’s voice in her head:
I will take the orb. And I will rule these pathetic fools. I will have my revenge.
When Dylan was next conscious, she was no longer in her earthly form, but ethereal and floating in the beautiful garden that marked the outer borders of heaven. She didn’t feel the same overwhelming sense of happiness she’d felt the last time she was here. She felt concern. She moved among the bushes, the trees, and flowers of so many varieties and species that she had never seen most of them. She brushed against the petals of one flower and watched as pollen spilled like fairy dust over the ground below. Immediately, more flowers sprang up like some sort of magic.
Dylan.
She turned and recognized Wyatt even though he was no longer in a form she knew. He, like Rebecca had been the last time she visited here, was in a smoky sort of form that looked like her Wyatt, like the Wyatt she met on that long ago afternoon beside a river. He was young again, standing tall and proud as he had back then, his hair full and thick again, his smile as bright as it ever was on those rare occasions when he shared it with her back then.
It hurt to see him.
You don’t belong here, Dylan.
“I miss you,” she said as she rushed to him, as their smoky forms melded together and became like one. “I miss you so much.”
I know. But you have to be strong.
“I don’t want this, Wyatt. I want things to go back to the way they were. I want you and Josephine, I want our family back together, like we were years ago when Jo was just a baby. I want—”
But it isn’t about what you want anymore. It’s about the people. It’s about everything we fought for during the war.
“We fought so that we could be together.”
We fought so that humanity could survive. And, thanks to you, they did. But now they need you to make sure they stay on the right path.
Dylan pulled away from Wyatt, emotion churning visibly in her ethereal colors. “You never wanted this. You never understood—”
Things are different here, Dylan. I understand things in a way that I was incapable of understanding before. And you…I was so blessed to have you in my life. You are so much more than anyone knew, even Stiles. You are powerful in ways that will surprise even you. I never…
“Never what?”
I never should have held you back. I never should have tried to corral you. You are a true savior, Dylan. And you must embrace that. He moved toward her. You should also know that you are not alone. You are never alone. You have the full support of every soul here. Jimmy, Rebecca, souls you loved, souls you protected, and souls you never met…they’re all determined to help you live up to your purpose. And the angels…
Wyatt moved closer to her, happiness swirling in his aura even as she read it in the expression on his face.
Where you go, I go, he said. The meaning has changed, but the spirit is still there. I love you, Dylan, perhaps more now than ever before. I will no longer be selfish and keep you from your purpose. But I will guide you and support you as best as I can. I will always be here for you.
Dylan moved into him and took solace from the feel of his presence mixed
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