"Then do it. Spire, stop the spell!" she ordered it.

Light shone from its eyes and surrounded Ardeth, who had become very still. The O'Connells had to shade their eyes from the blinding light although Catlanda seemed to be unaffected by it.

When the light stopped the two O'Connells looked at the two Medjai. She was hysterical as she shook Ardeth's shoulders.

"Catty, what's wrong?" Rick asked as he hurried up to them.

"He's not breathing. I don't know what happened. It was supposed to make him better, not make him worse!" she cried out.

Evie knelt by them to see that Catlanda was correct. Ardeth wasn't breathing. The female Medjai was beginning to panic. Rick placed Alex nearby on the ground before hurrying over to them.

"Evie, could you get Catty away?" he asked his wife.

She nodded before heading over to the stricken Medjai and slowly led her away from Ardeth. She was very reluctant to go with the Englishwoman as Rick checked to see if Ardeth still had a pulse only to barely find one.

"Oh my God Ardeth. Why does it have to be like this?" he asked himself.

"Evelyn, let me go back to him. He needs me more than ever," pleaded Catlanda as she and Evie stood several feet away from the two.

Before Evie could answer, Catlanda broke from her grip and ran back to Ardeth and Rick. He was a bit surprised by this.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Helping Ardeth, what does it look like?" she angrily replied.

Rick was shocked at this reaction. He had never seen her act like this before. Although, there was never a time that Ardeth wasn't breathing so he understood why it scared her.

"Why don't you ask the Spire how to help him?" he asked her, trying to sound funny.

"This is no time to joke Rick. You and I both know the Spire can't help him," Evie told him, putting her hands on her hips.

Catlanda thought about the statement that Rick said.

"No, it can't help him but it can tell me how to do it. Spire, how can I help Ardeth?" she asked.

The eyes glowed for a moment.

"The spell has disappeared; therefore he is free of any magical forces. What your father needs now is the breath of life. It the result of the spell occuring while he received his injury. He has to have it now or he will die. But only you can give it to him for it is you that possesses the Spire," the Spire replied.

***

Nick looked up at the ceiling.

"I can't walk again because of a broken leg. How wonderful," he unenthusiastically told himself,

Then his stare went to Sarah, who was asleep by the bed. He smiled as Rae walked into the room.

"How're you feeling?" she asked as Matt walked into the room behind her.

"Wonderful. I've got some story to tell you though. We met up with two people from 1937 and the next thing I know, I'm getting shot at in my own home. I come here and I get shot again before watching a light show occur in the hallway," he told them with a smile upon his face.

Rae rolled her eyes at him.

"There's I times where I don't know about you Nick," she told him as he gave a small laugh.

"We just received a call from the police. They captured the group who shot at you. Apparently, they're treasure hunters and they search just for priceless artifacts like this Spire that those two had. If I'm not mistaken, it stills exists today. Looks like they made it back safely and it wasn't taken over the years," Matt explained.

Nick glanced at him and smiled.

"I'm just glad we won't be seeing them again," Nick replied before closing his eyes.

"I doubt we will Nick. Today, Rick's probably dead, Alex is an old man. The woman that was here is probably the same," Rae told him. "Not only that, they probably wouldn't come back anyway."

"Now get some sleep. You need it," Matt told him before walking out of the room.

Rae smiled at Nick before walking out herself. The surgeon watched them go before returning his stare back to the ceiling. He placed his hand on his face.

"There are times where I wonder about this life that I live," he told himself. "But I wouldn't trade it for the world."

After he said that he looked over at the door to see a smiling Patrick.

***

Catlanda was surprised at this as she looked at her father. With help from Rick, they laid Ardeth on his back. Rick looked at her.

"Nervous?" he asked her.

She nodded as she placed her hands on his cheeks and bent down. She stopped just above his head before placing her lips over his mouth and breathed into him. She could feel the life returning to Ardeth as she was doing so and soon broke the contact between them. Ardeth was now coughing and moving about.

"Now that's a good sign," Evie said as she knelt beside them and Catlanda out a hand up to her lips.

"Ardeth! Can you hear me?" Rick asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Ardeth turned towards the voice.

"O'Connell?" the Medjai softly questioned. "Is that you? I must be dreaming."

"No, you're not. Both Alex and I here where we're supposed to be along with the Spire," Rick told him. "We almost lost you there. It's good to have you back."

Ardeth looked at Catlanda, who still had her hand up to her mouth.

"What's wrong?" he quietly asked, reaching up to her.

"I'll tell you later Father. Right now, I just want you to get better," she replied. "We'll wait a bit before heading back to camp."

Ardeth nodded as he dozed off to sleep.

"I think we should do the same thing. I'm exhausted," agreed Evie.

The two nodded in agreement before Evie and Rick laid down beside Alex, who hadn't awoken the entire time and Catlanda was snuggled in beside Ardeth. She put an arm over him as she looked at his sleeping form.

'I'm glad you're safe again, my dear father,' she told herself before falling asleep beside him.

The End.

Author's Note-Oh my. The reviews. I'm shocked. (But I'm happy, believe me.) All I can really say is thank you to all who did so. (sniff). They really mean a lot to me.