"Put the gun down," Rick told the man.
"Not until I get the Spire. Now give it to me!" he demanded, looking between them.
Catlanda sighed as she stepped forward. She gazed at the Spire, before holding it out to him.
"Here you go. There it is. The Spire of Isis," Catlanda sighed as the man reached for it.
He took it and menacingly laughed as he stared at it.
"Why thank you. I know this time that this is the real thing," he snickered before backing away from them.
He turned to run away. They all gave a sigh of relief but it was all said too soon as the man twirled back around and shot Nick. Everybody gasped. They were all shocked as he slumped against the wall. Sarah ran over to him.
"I never said I wasn't going to shoot him," the man told them, laughter on his voice.
***
Evie put a hand to Ardeth's forehead.
"You keep getting warmer and warmer. Not only that, you keep fading. I wish they'd come back real soon," Evie said to herself. "I don't think you're going to make it."
"Evelyn," came a quiet voice.
She looked at Ardeth, his eyes slightly open.
"She'll be here in time tp help me. I have faith in her. I always have and I always will," he quietly told her.
He turned his head away from her. She noticed his heavy breathing as he laid there. She gave a heavy sigh before staring back up at the altar.
"You have to make it Catlanda," she whispered.
***
Rae hurried up to Nick and Sarah only to see that he was hit near the thigh. The surgeon groaned in pain.
"We better get him away from here before he gets worse," Rae told the two.
Catlanda stepped before the man.
"You will so pay for that," she snarled at him.
"But you can't. The Spire is now in my possession. That means it's now under my control. I read it in that book! I can do this now!" he cried, starting to run away from them.
"Really? Let's see you do this with it then. Spire, stop!" she ordered.
The Spire's eyes glowed and it stopped in midair. The man was unable to stop his momentum so he ran right past it, his grip coming free of the Spire. He was very confused.
"What happened? It's not supposed to listen to you anymore," he demanded, arms out.
"It's not as simple as you made it seem. I'd stay and explain it to you but we don't have time," Catlanda told him as she walked up to the Spire and grabbed it. "Spire, bind him."
Rope appeared around the man. It tied itself around him tightly as he watched in awe.
"Amazing! Are you from a different place or something?" he asked.
"Yes, actually, I am," she replied as she hurried over to Rick and Alex.
"We have to go, right? Ardeth needs our help," Rick told her.
She nodded and raised the Spire into the air.
"Wait a minute!" called Rae, reaching out for them.
The two turned towards her with both curiousity and urgency in their eyes.
"What?" wondered Rick.
"Since that thing can obviously do many things, do you think it can help Nick with this injury or even anyone else here in this hospital?" she asked.
"No, it can't. It is able to perform many tasks but aiding in healing is not one of them. It's against everything the Spire stands for," Catlanda explained, shaking her head. "Now we must go. My father is in grave danger."
She spoke in Arabic before speaking again in English.
"Spire of Isis, take us back to the year 1937 to the Temple of Isis in Egypt!" she cried, a bright light emanating from the eyes.
"Your wish is my command," the Spire told her.
The light engulfed the three. Rae, Sarah and Patrick stared at the spot where the two were just standing.
"Now that's going to be some story to tell to our grandchildren," Patrick said, his eyebrows raised.
"Patrick, do you think anyone's going to believe us if we say those two were from the past and they travled here from 1937 Egypt all because of a magical stick?" Sarah asked him, rolling her eyes at him.
"Good point. Right now, I think we should concentrate on helping Dad," replied Patrick as they helped prepare him to get the bone examined.
***
Ardeth's brow was brimming with sweat. His eyes were closed and he was mumbling. Evelyn watched helplessly as she watched him grow worse as each minute passed.
"Ardeth, she's not going to make it in time, no matter how much you may believe it," she told him quietly. "You keep getting worse and there's nothing we can do to stop it. If only I hadn't persuaded to go to that temple, it wouldn't have collapsed on us. Rick and Alex would be here and you wouldn't be here dying."
She wiped off some of the sweat off of his forehead as a tear fell from her eye.
"It's all my fault," she barely said.
She put a hand up over her mouth as the tears flowed a bit more freely down her face. But all that stopped once a bright light filled the room. Evie covered her eyes from the blinding light.
When it dimmed, she saw two figures. She smiled once she saw it was Rick and Catlanda and he was holding Alex in his arms.
"Rick!" she cried, running up to him.
They hugged and kissed each other as Catlanda hurried up to Ardeth. She held onto his shoulder.
"Ardeth, wake up please. You've just got to wake up. The Spire and O'Connells are back," she told him as the tears welled up in her eyes.
"Catlanda..." he quietly said.
He grasped the hand on his shoulder and they stared into each other eyes.
"Catlanda, you usually know what to do when it comes to the Spire. Do you know what to do now?" he asked her.
The tears falling down her face, she shook her head. She watched him take her hand to his face and take a breath.
"I don't know what to say. I want to remember the smile that always shone when it was on your pretty face," he quietly told her as she gave a smile through the tears.
It was then that she realized something.
"I don't have to heal his physical wounds to keep him from dying," she gasped as she looked at the Spire. "Spire, can you stop the spell that's taking away Ardeth's life since everything in time is as it should be?" she asked.
"Yes, I can," the Spire replied, allowing an even bigger smile to grow on Catlanda's face.
TBC...
"Not until I get the Spire. Now give it to me!" he demanded, looking between them.
Catlanda sighed as she stepped forward. She gazed at the Spire, before holding it out to him.
"Here you go. There it is. The Spire of Isis," Catlanda sighed as the man reached for it.
He took it and menacingly laughed as he stared at it.
"Why thank you. I know this time that this is the real thing," he snickered before backing away from them.
He turned to run away. They all gave a sigh of relief but it was all said too soon as the man twirled back around and shot Nick. Everybody gasped. They were all shocked as he slumped against the wall. Sarah ran over to him.
"I never said I wasn't going to shoot him," the man told them, laughter on his voice.
***
Evie put a hand to Ardeth's forehead.
"You keep getting warmer and warmer. Not only that, you keep fading. I wish they'd come back real soon," Evie said to herself. "I don't think you're going to make it."
"Evelyn," came a quiet voice.
She looked at Ardeth, his eyes slightly open.
"She'll be here in time tp help me. I have faith in her. I always have and I always will," he quietly told her.
He turned his head away from her. She noticed his heavy breathing as he laid there. She gave a heavy sigh before staring back up at the altar.
"You have to make it Catlanda," she whispered.
***
Rae hurried up to Nick and Sarah only to see that he was hit near the thigh. The surgeon groaned in pain.
"We better get him away from here before he gets worse," Rae told the two.
Catlanda stepped before the man.
"You will so pay for that," she snarled at him.
"But you can't. The Spire is now in my possession. That means it's now under my control. I read it in that book! I can do this now!" he cried, starting to run away from them.
"Really? Let's see you do this with it then. Spire, stop!" she ordered.
The Spire's eyes glowed and it stopped in midair. The man was unable to stop his momentum so he ran right past it, his grip coming free of the Spire. He was very confused.
"What happened? It's not supposed to listen to you anymore," he demanded, arms out.
"It's not as simple as you made it seem. I'd stay and explain it to you but we don't have time," Catlanda told him as she walked up to the Spire and grabbed it. "Spire, bind him."
Rope appeared around the man. It tied itself around him tightly as he watched in awe.
"Amazing! Are you from a different place or something?" he asked.
"Yes, actually, I am," she replied as she hurried over to Rick and Alex.
"We have to go, right? Ardeth needs our help," Rick told her.
She nodded and raised the Spire into the air.
"Wait a minute!" called Rae, reaching out for them.
The two turned towards her with both curiousity and urgency in their eyes.
"What?" wondered Rick.
"Since that thing can obviously do many things, do you think it can help Nick with this injury or even anyone else here in this hospital?" she asked.
"No, it can't. It is able to perform many tasks but aiding in healing is not one of them. It's against everything the Spire stands for," Catlanda explained, shaking her head. "Now we must go. My father is in grave danger."
She spoke in Arabic before speaking again in English.
"Spire of Isis, take us back to the year 1937 to the Temple of Isis in Egypt!" she cried, a bright light emanating from the eyes.
"Your wish is my command," the Spire told her.
The light engulfed the three. Rae, Sarah and Patrick stared at the spot where the two were just standing.
"Now that's going to be some story to tell to our grandchildren," Patrick said, his eyebrows raised.
"Patrick, do you think anyone's going to believe us if we say those two were from the past and they travled here from 1937 Egypt all because of a magical stick?" Sarah asked him, rolling her eyes at him.
"Good point. Right now, I think we should concentrate on helping Dad," replied Patrick as they helped prepare him to get the bone examined.
***
Ardeth's brow was brimming with sweat. His eyes were closed and he was mumbling. Evelyn watched helplessly as she watched him grow worse as each minute passed.
"Ardeth, she's not going to make it in time, no matter how much you may believe it," she told him quietly. "You keep getting worse and there's nothing we can do to stop it. If only I hadn't persuaded to go to that temple, it wouldn't have collapsed on us. Rick and Alex would be here and you wouldn't be here dying."
She wiped off some of the sweat off of his forehead as a tear fell from her eye.
"It's all my fault," she barely said.
She put a hand up over her mouth as the tears flowed a bit more freely down her face. But all that stopped once a bright light filled the room. Evie covered her eyes from the blinding light.
When it dimmed, she saw two figures. She smiled once she saw it was Rick and Catlanda and he was holding Alex in his arms.
"Rick!" she cried, running up to him.
They hugged and kissed each other as Catlanda hurried up to Ardeth. She held onto his shoulder.
"Ardeth, wake up please. You've just got to wake up. The Spire and O'Connells are back," she told him as the tears welled up in her eyes.
"Catlanda..." he quietly said.
He grasped the hand on his shoulder and they stared into each other eyes.
"Catlanda, you usually know what to do when it comes to the Spire. Do you know what to do now?" he asked her.
The tears falling down her face, she shook her head. She watched him take her hand to his face and take a breath.
"I don't know what to say. I want to remember the smile that always shone when it was on your pretty face," he quietly told her as she gave a smile through the tears.
It was then that she realized something.
"I don't have to heal his physical wounds to keep him from dying," she gasped as she looked at the Spire. "Spire, can you stop the spell that's taking away Ardeth's life since everything in time is as it should be?" she asked.
"Yes, I can," the Spire replied, allowing an even bigger smile to grow on Catlanda's face.
TBC...
