Part VI

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6,000 Years Ago

He had seen it in a vision. He had to write it down and it had to be quickly. Kaja would be there soon and if he knew what he himself had seen he would be a dead warrior. It was not normal for someone in his position to have such visions, those were left for the high priests and prophets, but he had the vision all the same. He found a tablet and started to write...

They stand together as three sides of a pyramid. Forever together in an interlocking embrace. No weapon can destroy the bond. They stand together. Each side is unique. A gift that the others do not have, but vital for them as a whole. They are strong alone, but together they are immortal.

They appear many times in many different phases of this world, but always together, entwined and interlocking. The first two sides must be together and can not break or the third can not appear. The first side is as strong as a warrior. The second side is wise as a hawk. The third is the most important and will bring evil to it's knees before the eagle in an embrace of brothers in a third setting. As was born many years ago the truth of what has been seen will come to pass. No man can condemn it and nor can he annihilate it. For anything that comes between the three will be met with utter destruction....

"Dusyanta!" the strong male voice called. He looked up and finished his final words tucking the parchment into his robe. Kaja was coming for him. "DUSYANTA!" Kaja screamed. Dusyanta stood and moved out of the tent, "I am here Kaja." he announced. Kaja turned around. "Dusyanta, you are needed to head the lines. The House of Esau is coming and we must not be defeated." Kaja informed him. Dusyanta knew that it was a rouse. A way to have him murdered without it being overt, but he had little choice. He would hide his visions and perhaps one day someone might find them. He scribbled the last of his words...

In the final meeting of the pyramid a creature of mass destruction which is pure evil will fall twice. For the first time the third side of the pyramid will not be among those that destroy him. The second side and the second battle are synonymous with one another and therefore the second side will be lost for a time. However, the third side will have the power to bring it back and the first will destroy the creature...

Cairo, Egypt

Ardeth Bay read from the passage. "And what do you believe this means?" Ali Artiric asked. "A family. I have seen this passage before. The Pentex mentions the pyramid several times. Once during the time of the creature. This is the fifth mention and as for last it is the most prophetic." "Why is that?" Ali asked. "Because the pyramid is to defeat the creature." Ardeth revealed and then went back to his papers.

For nearly three thousand years his people, the madjai, were to protect the creature. Make sure it never rose and became a plague on humanity. Shortly before his father died he had given Ardeth a new set of prophecies. In them were references to the creature and the force that would defeat it, The Pyramid. When he had first found that and had made sure that he was interpreting correcting he went in research of THE PYRAMID, or the three sides to it. He had been lead to believe that it was a family. For the first and second side had to come together before the third. He was very close to figuring out the time in which this prophecy was to take place. He had an uneasy feeling it was soon.

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I wish I had a lifetime to hold you this way
Love can do some healin in just three days

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Philadelphia, PA
Sept. 21, 1777

He was bone tired. He was in need of a bath and some hot food, but that wasn't where his focus was. His focus was on his wife. She was in Philadelphia in the city. She would be one of the last to leave for Boston to be with her step mother. The British were going to attack Philadelphia that was almost certain. For almost a month they had been secreting things away. Making sure that nothing of theirs would land in the hands of the redcoats. He had only been in Philadelphia for two days and not once had he been able to see his wife or come here. But for the night Washington had given him permission. He knew what the battle was going to mean and he wanted his men in as high as spirits as available. That included Lieutenant O' Connell.

He opened the door. The black of night was a cloak on the house and hid him from sight. He crept up the stairs taking note not to land on the one creaky step. He did not want to wake anyone, especially his son. He made it into their room and saw a form underneath the covers and walked closer. He noticed the crib was no longer in the room and assumed that she had moved it to another room. He took everything off and laid it on one of the chairs. He crept over to the bed and made sure it was his wife, and then he slid into the bed and took the warm and soft body of his wife into his arms.

She mumbled something as he inched his way down to where they were level with one another. Then he started moving his mouth over hers. He traced a path with his lips from hers to her jaw up to her ear. His fingers undid the laces at her throat and moved his mouth to taste the skin there as well. She smelled incredible and he ached for her even more. He wanted to sink into her body and reconnect with her. He had missed her so much that all he wanted to do was cry. He had a few times. When he had finished fighting in battle and had to see his men dead with their blood spilling out of them and onto the ground where it had stained for what seemed like all eternity.

Evie was dreaming. The haunting touches of her husband were all around her. His gentle touch and safe embrace. She felt so warm and content that she would not open her eyes for anything. She did not want to give up on this dream. She wanted to see it through and hold on to it with her every fiber. Her son was kidnapped and her husband was off fighting and all she had left were the dreams at night. She relished them, sometimes wishing for days to hurry and move so that she could join her family in her dreams.

She had heard that the British were coming and at some point she was going to have to leave. Her Uncle was leaving for Boston and she was going with him. She was praying her husband was among the soldiers that had come in and started to move Philadelphia, but she had never seen him nor heard of his presence there. She thought she had seen him when she was passing the general store where in the back she knew ammunition was kept, but she couldn't be sure and she had to get home.

He saw her struggling in her sleep. He knew that look on her face. In the two years that they had been married he had made love to her many times in the morning and in the middle of the night. It was the same look she got when she didn't know if what she was feeling was a dream or the real thing and it was only by faith that she would open her eyes to see if he was real. He moved up to her ear and whispered into her ear to open her eyes.

Her eyes flew open and was shocked to see her husband before her. "Are you real?" she hissed. "Yes." he answered and leaned down to kiss her. She was still hesitant as if she still didn't trust herself and he licked her bottom lip until she opened her mouth for him. It was amazing. He could barely handle the emotions that were rushing within him. Their tongues dueled, chasing each other, entwining within the warm caverns of their mouths.

She helped him get her nightgown off and with a little guidance entered her and stopped. As much as they wanted to move, they knew that this could be their last time and wanted to feel everything. He left her for a moment only to slam back into her. They were wrapped tightly around each other and continued to kiss. They built a rhythm all their own and let the pressure and excitement build until Rick moved his hand down to where their bodies were joined and touched her. She felt as if she had exploded and was never to join the earth again. He watched her, enraptured with her. Then he felt the coils within his body snap and he joined her in their mutual bliss.

When they came back to one another they wrapped themselves again within the other. They were entwined like ivy and stronger than the roots of an oak. Evie started to cry. All the hardships of the past year raging down her body. Rick held her tighter, not understanding completely the atrocities that life had dealt her and him as well. "It's going to be okay. I love you Evie, we are going to be together again." he whispered into her ear and rocked her with his body until her tears subsided. When the last tear had stopped and dried on his shoulder she was fast asleep and he soon joined her.

The next morning Evie was scared to open her eyes. She thought it was real, but it could have just been a wonderful dream. She felt something heavy on her stomach though and decided to risk everything and open them. When she did, she smiled. A beautiful smile. Her husband was next to her. He was facing her with a smile himself. "Morning Beautiful." he whispered. She leaned in and gave him a kiss. "Good morning." she said. She looked over his shoulder and saw where Alex's crib had once been. She had to have it moved because she just couldn't stand to look at it empty.

Rick saw her expression change, "What is it Evelyn? What is wrong?" the concern in his voice made her own voice shrink back inside her. She gaped at him for a moment before turning her eyes to his and telling him what had happened for it was obvious that Izzy had not reached him. "Alex was kidnapped." she muttered. "What?" Rick exploded. "He was taken Rick. Almost a year ago. I sent Izzy to find you, but I guess he didn't. Bennie took him Rick and no one has been able to find him. They last saw Bennie in Boston, but they haven't been able to track him since."

Rick shot out of the bed and started to pace. His son was missing and Bennie took him. The real question was why did Bennie take him. It wasn't out of spite. He knew that much. A newborn baby wasn't something you took out of spite. It was too much of a hassle and there was only one person Bennie looked out for - himself.

Evie watched Rick pace up and down. She understood. It had taken her a year and she still wept every night over the loss of her son. She had analyzed every detail, but still she could not think of who would want Alex especially in this moment in time. A baby is not what one needed during war time.

Rick finally sat down on the bed next to Evie. She had gone through this all alone. They looked at one another and Evelyn opened her arms and they held each other. "I am so sorry Evelyn." he whispered over and over again like a mantra. Before he could apologize any further they heard a knock at the door. Evie followed him down the stairs to the door. He opened it and Gabriel darkened his doorway. "Rick, I'm sorry to intrude, but we are leaving for Reading. We must hurry." He bowed down to Evie and then left.

Rick turned back to Evelyn who looked up at him with unshed tears just ready to cascade down her face. He reached for her and she came into his embrace easily. "I love you Evelyn and I will be back. We will find our son and we will have a happy ever after." She nodded her head. He went back upstairs to get the rest of his uniform and then walked out the door with one last embrace and a kiss.

When Rick left Evelyn ran up the stairs and buried herself in their bed. She clutched his pillow to her and inhaled deeply. "Evelyn!" her uncle shouted, "Evelyn!" He knocked on her door and then came in. "Evelyn we have to leave here and fast. Please hurry!" "I will be there in just a moment, I have been packed for some time."

They were traveling to Boston. They would be staying with Angelica for her own home was now occupied by British soldiers. They were in the carriage for almost thirty minutes when they heard firing. Both her and her uncle looked out the small windows of the shaky carriage and saw their men and the redcoats firing. Evelyn had to look away. She wouldn't allow herself to imagine the worse. "Please God. Please keep my husband safe." she pleaded and blocked all sound out of her ears and mind.

End of Part VI

So far this is my favorite of them all. However next part Ardeth finally finds the embrace of brothers which is occupied by enemy troops.

Thanks to MBooker who has faithfully left a review and I wanted to tell you how grateful I am. Thank-you.

"I find you find strength in your moments of weakness.
I'm moving on.
I've loved like I should and lived like I shouldn't
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere on this road
I'm moving on." - Rascal Flatts.