Felix: Chapter 8

It was a while before Jenna woke up again, with a right, old ruckus going on downstairs. A ruckus involving a rather large mars adept, which only meant that Garet and Mia were back, and the antidote was on it's way.

Jenna wondered if Felix was alright, and how Peirs was holding up. She blushed as thoughts of the Lemurian entered her mind.quickly fading as Garet entered her room, smiling.

"The antidote will be ready in twenty minutes!"

"*YAWN* That's good," Jenna managed over her fatigue. Garet smiloed a bit and sat down beside her, putting an arm around her back, and pulling Jenna into the hug that she had been needing for awhile.

It seemed like no time at all had passed, when Mia called them down, back to the sanctum, with a single, tiny vial.

"OK," said Ivan, wiping some sweat away from his brow, "I'm gonna try a more powerful charge, see if that does it." He rubbed his hands together, creating sparks of electricity between them, "aaaaaaannnnnnnddddddddddd CLEAR!" Ivan place his hands on either side of Felix's heart, and watched the electricity flow, causing a slight spasm in the body of the older boy.

Isaac and Piers, -having long ago learned that keeping their hands on Felix while Ivan shocked him was a VERY bad idea- immidiately plce their hands down and checked for a pulse.

"One beat," counted Piers, "Two beats, three, four..we have something!"
"Nevermind," Said Issac, "It died again. Geeze, Ivan, have you run out of psy yet?"
"Not yet," Said the small blond, "Im going to try again."

"WERE'RE HERE!" Yelled Garet, bulling the door open and running in soon followed by Mia, with her tiny little vial.

She ran over to the bed, gently lifted Felix's head off the pillow, tilting it back. With the gentle touch of a born healer, she slowly pryed his mouth open, being careful of his tounge. With her teeth, she popped the stopper off the vial, and pored the liquid slowly down his throat, electing a few coughs, a twitch of the eye, and stillness.

"Try now, Ivan." Said Mia. Ivan nodded.

"And...CLEAR!" HE shouted. Issac and Piers obeyd, and immidiately began to count his pulse. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm counting at 20 now, I think we have a stable pulse!" exclaimed Isaac a moment later, happily, while slowly feeding curative psynergy through his hands.

"He's stable." spoke Sheba, for the first time in over the hour that they had been working, "After over 574 tries. You finally manged to get his heart working again, and his mind is still intact. All we need now is for him to wake up."

It was at this time that red hair peeked over the side of the door.

"W-will he be ok?"

"I'm pretty sure he will be, Jenna," said Piers, going over to the door and pulling the smaller girl into a hug. Isaac and the rest took this as their cue to leave.

"So, Piers, " asked Jenna, after everyone had left, 'How old are you really?"

"DO you want the truth?" He smiled, "honestly?"

"Duh!"

"I am---a mere 270 years old.still a child in Lemuria," He admited, looking down. Jenna stared at him bug-eyed.

'270? Are you serious?"

"Yes I--" Peirs started before a shift in the blankets and a whisper of a groan was heard. Jenna jumped over to the bedside.

'Felix? Are you awake?"

"dunyelladmeh." Was the muted, groggy reply. A smile lit up Jenna's face, as she jumpped up and down with pure glee. Piers smiled a smile bigger than Jenna had ever seen. She bounced over to the Lemurian, and did the single most unexpected thing that Piers could think of..

She kissed him, and then bounced away to spread the news.

Piers blinked.and blinked again.

EPILOUGE

Warm sunlight filtered through the leaves as the birds chirped, the bees buzzed and all the little chipmunks and squirrels ran about, gathering their food before the impending frost.

Warm and safe were his first feelings; comfort coming momentarily after, soon folowed by a sense of familiarity. He opened his large, chocolate eyes, taking in his surroundings. All so familiar.

Looking back around he found that he was laying ina hammock, with another figure next to him.still sleeping. She seemed to be dreaming pleasantly.or she knew that he was up. Either way she was happy, so he was happy.despite the fact that he felt like Jupiter Lighthouse crashed down on top of him.but he was alive and that was all that was important.

The figure next to him stirred and opened her big, mahogany eyes. Blinking a few times, she looked up at him, looking all the world like a puppy. A grin crept across her face.

"Happy birthday to Felix..."

THE END

Kuri: AND....I'm spent!

CM: a week, eh?

Kuri: What? I didn't mean it to be THIS long!

Angel: or this popular, if any of your other stories are any indication

Kuri: *Already writing "Wind Talker" * Shuddup you!

CM: anyways, we're done here! Thank you to everyone who helped to support us..Especially the folkies down at the GSA forums! We love you guys!

Angel: Thank you almighty Ginger Ale for getting Kuri bubbly enough to come up with this

CM: and thank you Pepsi for putting Kuri in a good enough mood to finish it!

Kuri: And thank you, my beloved Muses: CM and Angel, whithout who this would never be possible...casue I'd still be in a corner hideing.

CM&A: -_-;;

Kuri: anyways..this is CMAK..signing off! ^_^

(Special Note: This is the first story I ever finished. Started May 15, finished Sept 22, 2003)