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holding the gun. The pistol hit the ground, and Nathan had it before she could think to tell him it was there.
    One shot. Then two. Three more in rapid succession. The world tilted crazily, and she struggled to keep everything in perspective as Nathan exploded into action.
    Swanson had managed to disarm one of his captors but the other pointed a gun at Swanson’s head.
    No! Shea screamed.
    Nathan dropped the man with a shot just as Swanson slit the other captor’s throat.
    Nathan grabbed another gun, a knife and then rushed toward Swanson.
    “Let’s go!”
    Bullets exploded past Nathan and Swanson as they ran for cover. Dirt blew up beside them. Shea could hear the thud as bullets struck trees on either side of them.
    Oh God, why couldn’t she have telekinesis as a power? Or be able to set shit on fire? Blow them all to hell?
    Grace didn’t think Shea had the balls to kill anyone. Right now she’d set the entire world on fire and burn the bastards straight to hell.
    Already she was exhausted but Nathan needed her now more than ever. She drew pain away from him, his fear, absorbed every emotion except his anger and determination to escape. And she infused him with every ounce of her own resolve.
    The two men ran through the trees, heavy brush, over a stream, never stopping. The gunshots grew more distant. The shouts of alarm went silent.
    Keep running , she begged.
    After an hour, Swanson went down, but this time he didn’t get back up. He was bleeding heavily and his face was ashen. His breaths were labored.
    “Get up, Swanny. Come on, man. We’ve got to keep moving. They’ll be tracking us and we’ve been sloppy as hell.”
    “I can’t do it, Nate. Go on without me. Don’t let me drag you down.”
    “Fuck that! We go as a team. I’m not leaving you. Even if I have to carry your ass out of these mountains.”
    “Don’t think I’m going to make it anyway,” Swanson said in a raspy voice. “They broke something inside me. Pretty sure I’m bleeding internally. You know you have to leave me.”
    Nathan’s fist tightened in frustration. Shea, help me. Please. I don’t know what to do.
    I don’t have a connection to him. God, I wish I did. I hate how random my abilities are.
    Try, Shea. Do it for me. Use me. Do whatever you have to do.
    Shea, what the fuck is going on? What are you doing?
    Shea wanted to scream in frustration as Grace broke into her thoughts. She sensed her sister’s panic and worry, but oh God, not now!
    Not now, Grace. Please. I have to figure this out.
    Shea’s own panic was rising, and she tried valiantly to keep it from spilling over into Nathan. He didn’t need this. She had to be strong for him.
    Go to him, Shea. Grace’s calm voice penetrated the haze. Quit trying to shut me out so I can help you help him.
    No! Grace, no. I won’t let you do this! You know what it does to you.
    Shut the fuck up and quit fighting me. Get your ass over there so we can save him.
    Nathan, I don’t have a connection to him. You have to be near him. Touch him. Put your hands on him so my sister can help.
    This was never going to work. How could it?
    Nathan dropped down and put his hands on Swanson’s chest.
    “Nate, what the fuck? Get the hell out of here. What are you doing?”
    “Shut up, Swanny. We go together.” Do it now, Shea. Hurry!
    She opened herself fully to her sister for the first time since they’d last been together. She was bombarded by so many emotions she was staggered.
    Keep it together, Shea. I know this is hard maintaining both links. I can do this.
    Sweat beaded Shea’s forehead. Her breathing went shallow and she teetered precariously on the edge of the bed.
    Hot white light flooded Shea. She felt Nathan’s surprise as he, too, felt the effects of her sister’s healing energy.
    Don’t go overboard , Shea said fiercely to her sister. Just do enough that he can move. We don’t have the time, and I won’t have you suffer more than you have to.
    Swanson’s eyes snapped