Chapter Seven: Dr. Miles
Daemon/Wyn's POV
~Daemon~
I lay in bed, reading Wyn's letter. A tear rolled down my cheek, at the fact that I couldn't see her with the doctors constantly watching about my condition.
I knew I was sick because I couldn't see Wyn, and it got worse every time something else happened. Me getting worse all of a sudden was because, for some reason,
something knew that if I got sicker, I wouldn't get to see Wyn. It was about 11:00 at night. Slowly, I slid the letter under my pillow.
"What's that?" the doctor, Dr. Miles tonight, my favorite, asked me.
"Uh-a letter, from my girlfriend." I said truthfully.
"How come she hasn't come to see you yet?"
"She's in Arizona and can't make it." it was her lie first, I just borrowed it as an excuse.
"Oh. Daemon, do you believe in angels?" I was a little startled at his question. But then I thought before I gave a final answer.
"Yes. Yes I do." just then, Silas appeared at the end of my bed. Dr. Miles' eyes widened.
"Blessed Angels, are you an angel, come to bless poor Daemon here?"
"Well, not quite." he answered with a smile. "I'm Daemon's, well, I guess I'm like a Guardian Angel."
"Really? Oh wow. You don't mind my being here?"
"No, not at all. That's why I came. I've been watching Daemon and how well he trusts you and none of the other doctors."
"Oh. I see." Silas turned to me.
"You want to see Wyn?"
"What kind of half-ass question is that?" I asked, smiling broadly.
"Okay, hold on a moment." he disappeared.
~Wyn~
A day after Leareth sent my letter, about midday, Silas ran into my room.
"Wanna see Daemon?" he asked smiling.
"YES!" I jumped up and followed him at top speed down the hallway. We got to the little room and both ran into it, and right into Daemon's room.
I fell onto Daemon, only this time, he didn't go through me. I was relatively solid. He and I blushed and I rolled next to him. Someone cleared their throat
in the background, trying not to be rude. I looked up at one of the doctors.
"Wyn, this is Dr. Miles. He can be trusted." Silas said.
"Pleasure, sorry about that, I didn't exactly want that to happen." I glared at Silas. He only smiled innocently.
"Wyn, isn't that the girl who sent you that letter?"
"Yes."
"No." Daemon and I spoke together. He raised an eyebrow in question.
"Well, is it yes or no?"
"Yes. She is. She really isn't from or in Phoenix. She's somewhere with Silas. So, visiting is still limited."
"I see. Okay. Will you come often?"
"When ever you're here, because we can trust you. no other time except alone." I said.
"Well, then, it is an honor."
"Is Daemon really that sick? He doesn't seem like it." I asked, worried.
"Well..."
"Wyn, when you're here, I'm fine, or almost. When you're not here, it just goes back to a high fever and other uncomfortable things. The reason it got worse was
because I couldn't see you. but now that I can again, sort of, I shouldn't be too bad." he smiled, and for a moment, he looked almost perfectly healthy. Until coughs racked
from his throat and he coughed up some blood.
"Daemon!" I hugged him tight, unable to cry, and wishing I could.
"Wyn," his voice was scratchy again. "I'm sorry." he closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
"Wyn. We have to go. Now." Silas said behind me.
"Yes, okay." I stood up and walked over to Silas, and together, we left.
~Daemon's Dream~
There she was, just like any other day. Dressed like a Goth, blonde hair shimmering, blue-silver eyes sparkling, and a sweet, joyous smile on her face.
"Daemon!" she called, like always. She ran up to me and hugged me. And I was better. Just like that. One moment, sick as a dog, the next, all better.
"How do you do it, Wyn? How do you do it?" I asked every time.
"Magic. That's all it is. Magic." she smiled. Every thing around us, that was white as clouds, was now black as night. She stopped smiling, and instead, looked sad. Heartbroken.
"I can't stay, Daemon. I made a promise. I'm sorry." then woman, dressed in all black, rose behind her.
"That's right you did." her voice was melodic but all the same, dark. Not evil, just dark.
"But-Wyn, you-how?"
"I sacrificed myself for you. So you could be better. I did it to save you. It was all I could."
"Would you like to do the honors?" the black-clad woman asked.
"N-no. I can't. I can't kill Wyn. Please don't kill her. I might as well kill myself while I'm at it, for all the difference it'd make."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
"Really? well, how wondrous." she took the knife she'd been offering me, and stabbed Wyn in the back. Wyn stumbled forward and I caught her.
"Wyn-"
"Daemon. I'm sorry." I held her tightly.
"Don't go. Wyn, I need you. I love you." I knew it sounded sappy, but...
"I'm sorry." was all she said. All she could say. Before she died. In my arms. I choked on a sob. I stumbled back to my bed where I'd been before. I laid Wyn down on it,
and laid down next to her. I hugged her close and, surprisingly, she hugged me back. She kissed me, and I felt tears running down her cheeks, something I'd never felt or seen in my entire
life. I kissed her back, and we died. Together.
~Wyn~
I woke, with a start. That was the WEIRDEST dream I've ever had! I thought.
Leareth burst into my room.
"Wyn! It's Daemon and Silas!" I jumped up and ran after Leareth. She ran into Silas' room.
Silas was sitting in his bed, nervously fiddling with his hands.
"Si-Silas?" I said. He looked up, startled.
"Wyn! Oh, Wyn, I'm so sorry, but..."
"But WHAT! What about Daemon!"
"He-he-hehadaheartattacklastnightandalmostdied!"
"WHAT."
"He had a heart attack and almost died last night." Leareth translated for me. I gasped.
"The Dream."
"What?" they both looked at me.
"Well, last night, I had a dream and at the end-" I gulped. "He died, or rather, we died. Together. In a kiss." they looked at each other, and Leareth went to
the other side of the room, and got a crystal ball. It was on something remotely like a four "fingered" dragon claw. I gasped again, and grabbed on of my necklaces.
"Wyn?"
"It-it's just that I have a necklace that looks exactly like that." both their eyes widened. Silas recovered first. He said something. And the crystal ball lit up.
"GOD-" Leareth covered my mouth.
"Shush." I nodded and she removed her hand. She pushed me out of the room and quietly shut the door.
"Wyn, where did you get that necklace? Actually, wait, let me see it."
"I-I don't like taking it off. I feel all funny."
"Okay, still let me see it. You don't have to take it off." I held it up for her to see.
"Where did you get that?"
"I don't remember."
"Okay, well, it certainly what we've been looking for."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"What is Silas doing?"
"He's seeing what's up with Daemon."
"Oh."
"Wyn." Silas poked his head out of the room. "Come here please."
"S-sure." I walked into his room.
"Wyn, Daemon is in critical condition. The doctors do not think he'll survive."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"How-how long?"
"Two and a half months at the very most."
"Right on his birthday, too."
"Oh. Wyn. You have one option to save Daemon."
"Sacrifice?"
"No. He has to come here. But you have to bring him. And even then, I don't know if he'll live."
"I'll try it any ways. When do I go?"
"Now."
~Daemon~
I opened my eyes to a crowd of doctors. I groaned.
"He's alive." one said.
"Really?"
"Yea."
"Wyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyn." I moaned softly.
"What? What did you say?"
"Wyn, God damn you."
"Who is this, Wyn?"
"My girlfriend."
"Oh, dear, hallucinations?"
"No. She lives, exists, she's gonna save me. Cuz she promised she would."
"It doesn't sound like he's making it up but..." on muttered to another.
"I'm not, GOD DAMN YOU!" just then, Wyn popped out of virtually no where.
"WYN! See, I told you foolish doctors. Wyn's here to save me!"
"Got that right. Now shut up." she picked me up and the room disappeared. And a smaller one appeared. Wyn wasted no time in there,
she almost ran down the hallway to a
room where three people waited. One of them, Silas."
"Silas!" I coughed.
"Shush. Okay, you'll be fine."
"You bet I will, cuz Wyn's gonna save me." then I fell asleep.
Daemon/Wyn's POV
~Daemon~
I lay in bed, reading Wyn's letter. A tear rolled down my cheek, at the fact that I couldn't see her with the doctors constantly watching about my condition.
I knew I was sick because I couldn't see Wyn, and it got worse every time something else happened. Me getting worse all of a sudden was because, for some reason,
something knew that if I got sicker, I wouldn't get to see Wyn. It was about 11:00 at night. Slowly, I slid the letter under my pillow.
"What's that?" the doctor, Dr. Miles tonight, my favorite, asked me.
"Uh-a letter, from my girlfriend." I said truthfully.
"How come she hasn't come to see you yet?"
"She's in Arizona and can't make it." it was her lie first, I just borrowed it as an excuse.
"Oh. Daemon, do you believe in angels?" I was a little startled at his question. But then I thought before I gave a final answer.
"Yes. Yes I do." just then, Silas appeared at the end of my bed. Dr. Miles' eyes widened.
"Blessed Angels, are you an angel, come to bless poor Daemon here?"
"Well, not quite." he answered with a smile. "I'm Daemon's, well, I guess I'm like a Guardian Angel."
"Really? Oh wow. You don't mind my being here?"
"No, not at all. That's why I came. I've been watching Daemon and how well he trusts you and none of the other doctors."
"Oh. I see." Silas turned to me.
"You want to see Wyn?"
"What kind of half-ass question is that?" I asked, smiling broadly.
"Okay, hold on a moment." he disappeared.
~Wyn~
A day after Leareth sent my letter, about midday, Silas ran into my room.
"Wanna see Daemon?" he asked smiling.
"YES!" I jumped up and followed him at top speed down the hallway. We got to the little room and both ran into it, and right into Daemon's room.
I fell onto Daemon, only this time, he didn't go through me. I was relatively solid. He and I blushed and I rolled next to him. Someone cleared their throat
in the background, trying not to be rude. I looked up at one of the doctors.
"Wyn, this is Dr. Miles. He can be trusted." Silas said.
"Pleasure, sorry about that, I didn't exactly want that to happen." I glared at Silas. He only smiled innocently.
"Wyn, isn't that the girl who sent you that letter?"
"Yes."
"No." Daemon and I spoke together. He raised an eyebrow in question.
"Well, is it yes or no?"
"Yes. She is. She really isn't from or in Phoenix. She's somewhere with Silas. So, visiting is still limited."
"I see. Okay. Will you come often?"
"When ever you're here, because we can trust you. no other time except alone." I said.
"Well, then, it is an honor."
"Is Daemon really that sick? He doesn't seem like it." I asked, worried.
"Well..."
"Wyn, when you're here, I'm fine, or almost. When you're not here, it just goes back to a high fever and other uncomfortable things. The reason it got worse was
because I couldn't see you. but now that I can again, sort of, I shouldn't be too bad." he smiled, and for a moment, he looked almost perfectly healthy. Until coughs racked
from his throat and he coughed up some blood.
"Daemon!" I hugged him tight, unable to cry, and wishing I could.
"Wyn," his voice was scratchy again. "I'm sorry." he closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
"Wyn. We have to go. Now." Silas said behind me.
"Yes, okay." I stood up and walked over to Silas, and together, we left.
~Daemon's Dream~
There she was, just like any other day. Dressed like a Goth, blonde hair shimmering, blue-silver eyes sparkling, and a sweet, joyous smile on her face.
"Daemon!" she called, like always. She ran up to me and hugged me. And I was better. Just like that. One moment, sick as a dog, the next, all better.
"How do you do it, Wyn? How do you do it?" I asked every time.
"Magic. That's all it is. Magic." she smiled. Every thing around us, that was white as clouds, was now black as night. She stopped smiling, and instead, looked sad. Heartbroken.
"I can't stay, Daemon. I made a promise. I'm sorry." then woman, dressed in all black, rose behind her.
"That's right you did." her voice was melodic but all the same, dark. Not evil, just dark.
"But-Wyn, you-how?"
"I sacrificed myself for you. So you could be better. I did it to save you. It was all I could."
"Would you like to do the honors?" the black-clad woman asked.
"N-no. I can't. I can't kill Wyn. Please don't kill her. I might as well kill myself while I'm at it, for all the difference it'd make."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
"Really? well, how wondrous." she took the knife she'd been offering me, and stabbed Wyn in the back. Wyn stumbled forward and I caught her.
"Wyn-"
"Daemon. I'm sorry." I held her tightly.
"Don't go. Wyn, I need you. I love you." I knew it sounded sappy, but...
"I'm sorry." was all she said. All she could say. Before she died. In my arms. I choked on a sob. I stumbled back to my bed where I'd been before. I laid Wyn down on it,
and laid down next to her. I hugged her close and, surprisingly, she hugged me back. She kissed me, and I felt tears running down her cheeks, something I'd never felt or seen in my entire
life. I kissed her back, and we died. Together.
~Wyn~
I woke, with a start. That was the WEIRDEST dream I've ever had! I thought.
Leareth burst into my room.
"Wyn! It's Daemon and Silas!" I jumped up and ran after Leareth. She ran into Silas' room.
Silas was sitting in his bed, nervously fiddling with his hands.
"Si-Silas?" I said. He looked up, startled.
"Wyn! Oh, Wyn, I'm so sorry, but..."
"But WHAT! What about Daemon!"
"He-he-hehadaheartattacklastnightandalmostdied!"
"WHAT."
"He had a heart attack and almost died last night." Leareth translated for me. I gasped.
"The Dream."
"What?" they both looked at me.
"Well, last night, I had a dream and at the end-" I gulped. "He died, or rather, we died. Together. In a kiss." they looked at each other, and Leareth went to
the other side of the room, and got a crystal ball. It was on something remotely like a four "fingered" dragon claw. I gasped again, and grabbed on of my necklaces.
"Wyn?"
"It-it's just that I have a necklace that looks exactly like that." both their eyes widened. Silas recovered first. He said something. And the crystal ball lit up.
"GOD-" Leareth covered my mouth.
"Shush." I nodded and she removed her hand. She pushed me out of the room and quietly shut the door.
"Wyn, where did you get that necklace? Actually, wait, let me see it."
"I-I don't like taking it off. I feel all funny."
"Okay, still let me see it. You don't have to take it off." I held it up for her to see.
"Where did you get that?"
"I don't remember."
"Okay, well, it certainly what we've been looking for."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"What is Silas doing?"
"He's seeing what's up with Daemon."
"Oh."
"Wyn." Silas poked his head out of the room. "Come here please."
"S-sure." I walked into his room.
"Wyn, Daemon is in critical condition. The doctors do not think he'll survive."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"How-how long?"
"Two and a half months at the very most."
"Right on his birthday, too."
"Oh. Wyn. You have one option to save Daemon."
"Sacrifice?"
"No. He has to come here. But you have to bring him. And even then, I don't know if he'll live."
"I'll try it any ways. When do I go?"
"Now."
~Daemon~
I opened my eyes to a crowd of doctors. I groaned.
"He's alive." one said.
"Really?"
"Yea."
"Wyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyn." I moaned softly.
"What? What did you say?"
"Wyn, God damn you."
"Who is this, Wyn?"
"My girlfriend."
"Oh, dear, hallucinations?"
"No. She lives, exists, she's gonna save me. Cuz she promised she would."
"It doesn't sound like he's making it up but..." on muttered to another.
"I'm not, GOD DAMN YOU!" just then, Wyn popped out of virtually no where.
"WYN! See, I told you foolish doctors. Wyn's here to save me!"
"Got that right. Now shut up." she picked me up and the room disappeared. And a smaller one appeared. Wyn wasted no time in there,
she almost ran down the hallway to a
room where three people waited. One of them, Silas."
"Silas!" I coughed.
"Shush. Okay, you'll be fine."
"You bet I will, cuz Wyn's gonna save me." then I fell asleep.
