Not much time had passed. Jimena was still just as beautiful; her dark hair and eyes, more alive then I remember, but other then that… No something had changed, it was something I would know anywhere, my best friend was a mother! I saw it in her eyes. Was I an aunt? When I left Jim was still dating my brother, so was she and Colin married now, was her child his? So many questions…
~Oh shit!~ I thought, ~They must think I'm their enemy. Jim, please stop them. It's Serena, your best friend.~
"Nikita!" Jimena exclaimed. "It's ok. I know her. She won't attack us." Then she thought to me, ~At least I hope you won't, Serena.~
"Jim, I still consider you my closest friend," I assured her. "No matter what happens to me, I would never hurt you or one of my sisters."
"SISTERS!" the group exclaimed.
"Mom," the girl Jimena called Nikita said, "you said all the followers were not to be trusted, yet you stop us now…"
"Nikita, I know I said that, but trust me…"
"Is she a fallen goddess?" one girl asked.
"How do you know we can trust her?" another asked.
The girls were not giving Jimena time to answer. All at once they bombarded her with question after question; I believe they had even forgotten I was standing here. I was about to speak when a sudden rush hit me. I fell to the ground my mind felt as though I'd just been hit by a freightliner. No one had even noticed. I was unable to move, talk, or breathe. It felt like I was being pulled back through the barrier, ageist my free will. If it had not been for the young spunky blonde, that was every bit Vanessa and Michael, standing next to Nikita I most likely would have suffocated.
"Jimena, something it wrong with Serena!"
"Ava, hurry, come help me," I heard Jimena say. "I need you to jump us back to my house."
The last thing I remember is Ava saying, "Sure thing Jim-Jim, I can have her home in no time, want her in a bed or on the couch?"