Okay, I know I should be working on my other stories. But I had this idea last night, and I had to write it down. I'm having a really hectic time due to having a lot to do with school, but I am going to work on some of my stories tomorrow. Did anyone else get so mad with Fabian in Episode 5 of Season 11? I mean, seriously! He's supposed to be the suspicious and intelligent one!
Eddie's POV:
"Patricia." I said, grasping her shoulders firmly. "In the name of Ma'at, I release you from the bonds Ammit, Devourer of Souls. In the name of Order, I demand that you come back to me." I commanded. Patricia struggled against the ropes that tied her to the chair, and screamed, until all the fight went out of her. She sagged, her chin resting against her chest.
"Patricia?" I whispered, not entirely sure that it had worked.
"Eddie, no!" Patricia suddenly screamed, jolting upwards.
"Patricia?" I said, stumbling backwards.
"Eddie? What happened?" Patricia asked, staring up at me.
"Don't you remember? Frobisher and Denby stole your soul." I explained.
"I'm so sorry, Eddie." Patricia whispered, her eyes filling with tears.
"Hey, it's alright. You're safe now." I whispered, wiping away a stray tear that was drifting down her cheek.
"Hey, Slimeball…do you mind untying me?" Patricia whispered.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry about that." I said, blushing slightly.
"Its okay, Eddie." Patricia said, as I untied the knots. When they were all untied, Patricia tried to stand up, but she slumped to the floor.
"Patricia! Are you okay?" I asked, kneeling next to her.
"I'm fine, Eddie. I just feel a little weak." Patricia replied. I gently picked her up, and laid her down in my bed.
"Thank you, Eddie. For everything." Patricia said, closing her eyes and quickly falling asleep. I lay down next to her, glad that my Patricia, my Yacker, was back. And I hoped I could keep her that way.