Disclaimer: I still own only my friends and my self.
A/N: With my friends, moods really do swing this fast.
Pearl's PoV
In the moment of quite I took the time to grab his arm, look into his eyes and say, "Youarereallyreallyhotandithinkiloveyou"
I, of course, said this very quietly and in a mumbling way.
He was hot. I must say he was hot. I mean summer day hot.
"He's summer day hot." I heard myself say.
"Mm-hm," Rachel mused, "He's fryen' an egg hot."
Jessica got with the pattern, "He's skinny-dipping weather hot."
I had to start over, "He's, super hot guy hot."
Ellie started playing along, "He's after you ran the mile hot."
We all nodded in silent agreement
"I want answers." Said fryen' and egg hot Daemon.
Unfortunately I couldn't seem to tare my eyes off his abs.
I, being me, pointed and said in a creepy valley girl voice, "Daaaaaaamn!"
"Hell Yeah." Said some one. I'm not sure whom. I wasn't looking at them.
"Please," He said dangerously, "Tell me what I want to know or I will send you back to Dorothea where you belong."
"Fine." Rachel said curtly, "I will tell you everything I kknow in trade for one thing."
"What," He asked silkily
To my complete surprise her eyes clouded with tears, "When you get back, if you get back, do what you have to do. Do every thing and don't listen to what ever you think is wrong. Do what ever you have to. Be an enemy to save a friend."
We caught on as Rachel collapsed to the ground and fell unconscious.
Daemon blinked. Every one was serious once more.
"What will you tell me."
"We will tell you nothing," Jessica said defiantly, "Until Rachel is awake. She seems to under stand this more. I don't what something to slip put that shouldn't."
"What?" He asked.
I nodded and Ellie looked down in solemn agreement.
* * * Rachel's PoV
Hmm. I'm hungry. I'm tired. Why is it dark? Why can't I move my arms? Or legs? Where's Daemon. If the others tell him some thing that will hurt the future I will hurt them. What's going on? This is strange. A light. Hmm. Why is there a light? Oo. It's warm here. But now it's cold. Or is it? What on earth? Where did every one go? Is this some sort of game? If so, I'm not laughing.
I stepped through the light and then every thing made sense. Every thing made painfully clear sense.
* * *
When Rachel woke up she was pale as death. She stared at each of us in turn before saying to her friends, "I don't know what the hell happened. And I do, in a way. But I know why he's here and what will happen if he's not back."
Something was on her finger. They stared at it as she held it up to the lowering sunlight. Light sparkled through the many facets in the blue gem. She smiled.
"Sapphire." She looked at me and asked, "Can you teach craft?"
Pearl's PoV
In the moment of quite I took the time to grab his arm, look into his eyes and say, "Youarereallyreallyhotandithinkiloveyou"
I, of course, said this very quietly and in a mumbling way.
He was hot. I must say he was hot. I mean summer day hot.
"He's summer day hot." I heard myself say.
"Mm-hm," Rachel mused, "He's fryen' an egg hot."
Jessica got with the pattern, "He's skinny-dipping weather hot."
I had to start over, "He's, super hot guy hot."
Ellie started playing along, "He's after you ran the mile hot."
We all nodded in silent agreement
"I want answers." Said fryen' and egg hot Daemon.
Unfortunately I couldn't seem to tare my eyes off his abs.
I, being me, pointed and said in a creepy valley girl voice, "Daaaaaaamn!"
"Hell Yeah." Said some one. I'm not sure whom. I wasn't looking at them.
"Please," He said dangerously, "Tell me what I want to know or I will send you back to Dorothea where you belong."
"Fine." Rachel said curtly, "I will tell you everything I kknow in trade for one thing."
"What," He asked silkily
To my complete surprise her eyes clouded with tears, "When you get back, if you get back, do what you have to do. Do every thing and don't listen to what ever you think is wrong. Do what ever you have to. Be an enemy to save a friend."
We caught on as Rachel collapsed to the ground and fell unconscious.
Daemon blinked. Every one was serious once more.
"What will you tell me."
"We will tell you nothing," Jessica said defiantly, "Until Rachel is awake. She seems to under stand this more. I don't what something to slip put that shouldn't."
"What?" He asked.
I nodded and Ellie looked down in solemn agreement.
* * * Rachel's PoV
Hmm. I'm hungry. I'm tired. Why is it dark? Why can't I move my arms? Or legs? Where's Daemon. If the others tell him some thing that will hurt the future I will hurt them. What's going on? This is strange. A light. Hmm. Why is there a light? Oo. It's warm here. But now it's cold. Or is it? What on earth? Where did every one go? Is this some sort of game? If so, I'm not laughing.
I stepped through the light and then every thing made sense. Every thing made painfully clear sense.
* * *
When Rachel woke up she was pale as death. She stared at each of us in turn before saying to her friends, "I don't know what the hell happened. And I do, in a way. But I know why he's here and what will happen if he's not back."
Something was on her finger. They stared at it as she held it up to the lowering sunlight. Light sparkled through the many facets in the blue gem. She smiled.
"Sapphire." She looked at me and asked, "Can you teach craft?"