AN: Well... I thought I would answer the question about Daine giving her
blood to Numair, cuz I actually have a good answer to that! :: Does Dance
:: Well, first off in order to give blood the type has to be determined.
Which means the blood sugars A and B have to be specified... or if neither
are present, but it doesn't stop there. Everyone is 0, A, B, or AB, but
they're also positive or negative, that's another sugar that has to by
typed and there is one more that has to do with the RH factor... If blood
types are not done right and you give say an O negative person AB positive
blood then the O negative person is in DEEP TROUBLE, to put it nicely...
Besides the fact that they don't have the means to do that, Daine has god
blood in her... so who knows what that adds to the equation... Blood potion
is all they have cuz it will conform to the blood of it's recipient... and
besides it makes my story better!. lol.
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Daine awoke to the sound of birds chirping. She lifted her head and blinked, momentarily not realizing where she was, but then her vision focused and she seen Numair's pale face on his death bed and tears welled up in her eyes once more.
"There, there dear." She heard a familiar voice say from behind her and felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Ma?" Daine choked out and turned her head slightly to see her mother's figure step into her vision. She was wearing the same dress she had when Daine had been in the Divine Realms.
"I know this is a bad time, but I only get four days a year to see you." She said sadly.
"Oh, Ma." Daine whispered as she moved from her chair and into her mother's arms. "What am I going to do Ma?" Daine asked through free flowing tears.
"Just be strong. He needs you to be strong darling." Sarra whispered into her daughter's hair.
"Can you or Da do anything for him?" Daine asked quickly pulling away to look her mother in the eye.
"I'm sorry, your dad and I may only do what the great gods gave us power to do. Neither of us has the power to heal a man on his death bed." Sarra said sadly. Daine looked to the floor with grief. "I'm so sorry..."
"We were supposed to get married today." Daine choked out.
"I know... Your father and I were looking forward to it." Sarra said trying to calm her daughter's emotions down.
"I didn't think he cared that much for Numair." Daine said with just a hint of a smirk.
"It just took a little while for him to warm up to Numair. I guess your father was scared of losing you to him, but he now knows that your lost without Numair. You're father is scared for him too..." Sarra said as Daine turned to look at Numair.
"Why isn't he here?" Daine asked.
"He went to make sure the black god is inflicted as much punishment as possible on that horrid woman." Sarra said and Daine smiled.
"At least she's going to pay for taking him away from me." Daine said more tears rolled down her cheek.
"Hun, he's not gone yet! This isn't what he needs. He needs you to be strong. Please don't give up on him." Sarra pleaded.
"I'm afraid to hope... I'm to scared to be strong for him." Daine murmured as she sat back down in her chair.
"Whatever do you say that for?" Sarra asked pleadingly as she moved to be closer to her daughter.
"Because... I'm afraid that I'll get my hopes up only to be left down. I couldn't handle that." Daine said as the chamber door opened and Alanna stepped in. Alanna stood frozen for a moment at the sight of the unfamiliar woman. "Alanna meet my Ma, Sarra. Ma meet Alanna." Daine said with all the politeness she could muster. Alanna nodded flustered.
"Pleased to meet you..." Alanna said not knowing how to address the goddess.
"Please, just call me Sarra and it's nice to meet you as well." She said with a smile. Alanna quickly turned her attentions to her ailing friend.
"Has he shown any signs since I left?" Alanna asked briskly as she opened a bag she was carrying. Daine just shook her head.
"How is the blood potion coming?" Daine asked. It was the only thing that held hope for her, but it was a tainted hope.
"It should be ready first thing tomorrow." Alanna said with a smile as she applied something to his cut lip that was starting to look much better. Daine sunk into her chair and closed her eyes against he fears. 'What if he comes back and he's no longer Numair?' The thought chilled Daine's bones and had haunted her dreams over the past night. She couldn't fathom Numair without his sharp intelligence, quick wit or bottomless caring eyes. Daine placed her head in her hands and began to weep. She felt her mother's hands rubbing her shoulders trying to sooth her. "What if he comes back and he's not himself?" Daine asked through tears. Alanna looked up at her with sorrow filled eyes.
"What are you taking about?" Sarra asked.
"If Numair lives he'll almost certainly be brain damaged from the blood loss." Alanna stated hollowly.
"Almost isn't etched in stone!" Sarra cried as she put her arms around Daine. Alanna clenched her fist at her sides.
"Even if he is brain damaged it doesn't mean he'll be changed." Alanna pleaded with Daine. "It could be something as small as reoccurring headaches for the rest of his life. We could fix that with potions." Alanna said trying to downgrade the severity of Numair's condition.
"But what's worst that could happen?" Daine asked. Alanna looked down at the floor.
"He could be unrecognizably insane." Alanna said softly and Daine turned her tormented face to Numair's once more. She stood and leaned over him and gently kissed his forehead.
"Please come back." She whispered as a tear ran down her cheek and onto his.
"That's what he needs to hear." Sarra said as she rested her hand on Daine's back.
"Do you think there's a chance he'll come back?" Alanna choked. "Please tell me he's coming back!"
"I don't have the power or the knowledge to say for certain, only that he needs the strength of your hope to give him strength." Sarra said solemnly. "I'll leave you know my dear." She said to her daughter.
"Ma, you don't have to go." Daine said trying to persuade her otherwise.
"It's ok, I got to see you for a little bit. That's all I wanted. Your father and I will both be here on the winter solstice." Sarra said smiling at her daughter. Daine nodded as a light engulfed her mother and she disappeared. Daine turned and cupped Numair's cheek as tears ran down her cheeks and she cleared her throat.
"I know you're still there, Numair. You've got to fight this."
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THE NEXT MORNING
"Out of my way!" Alanna yelled at a young healer who was blocking the hall way. Alanna
hurried down the hallway clutching precious vials to her bosom. She ran
as fast as she could to the familiar dank chamber door. Alanna rushed in,
by now she had side stitches from running. The familiar form of Daine in
her chair next to Numair jumped up in surprise at the sudden opening and
slamming of the door. Alanna rushed inside and laid the vials down then
grabbed one of Numair's arms and stretched it out on top of his satin
covers.
"Is that the potion?" Daine asked desperately. Alanna nodded as she ran her fingers along the crook of his elbow trying to find a decent vein. As soon as she found one she took out a needle from her pocket and proceeded to stick it.
"Damn it." Alanna swore as she realized the vein rolled and she'd have to start all over again
"What?" Daine pleaded. "Is something wrong?" Alanna shook her head.
"His vein rolled, that's all. Nothing new, happens when someone is either old or their veins are weak." Alanna said as she tried again and made a successful puncture. "There we go!" Alanna said pleased with her work. She hooked up a tube and attached to the first of five vials. She held the vial upside down and Daine watched as the liquid drained out of the vial, down the tube and into Numair. The liquid itself was strange. She expected to see a potion the color of blood, but it was clear and water like in consistency. After a min the vial was finished and Alanna switched to a fresh one. Daine watched silently until all the vials had been emptied into Numair.
"How long till we know?" Daine asked as she soothed his hair away from her forehead.
"He could wake up sometime today or he might not wake up for another week... It's hard to say." Alanna said weakly not liking the answer any more than Daine did.
"It's as if he's in a state of suspended sleep." Daine said in a detached voice as she delicately traced his long nose.
"A state of prolonged unconsciousness. Healers have been referring to it as a coma lately." Alanna said meekly. Daine for her part was no longer crying, her mother's words made her force herself to be strong for Numair. She made her gut twisting thoughts of all the possible outcomes abscond to the back of her mind. All she focused on now was being there when Numair's eyes fluttered open. Daine touched his hand and noticed it felt warmer than before. She wrapped her fingers around his longer ones and was surprised when she felt them twitch ever so slightly. His first sign of life in two days.
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ONE WEEK LATER
"I brought you something to eat." A familiar voice said from the door. Daine lifted her head to see Alanna. Daine smiled. "Thank you." Daine said politely as the lioness brought her a lunch of salad, a ham sandwich and milk. Alanna looked over Numair and sighed.
"He's looking so much better, but it's frustrating... Not knowing when he'll be back." Alanna said and Daine mutely nodded her head as she shoved a fork full of salad into it. "Glad to see you apatite is back." Alanna chuckled. Daine shrugged.
"He'd knock me one if he came back to find I'd half-staved myself to death." Daine said with a mouth full of salad. Alanna grinned, happy that her friend had recovered from her initial grief.
"And he'd knock you a second one if he found that you had locked yourself away for over a week!" Alanna chimed in. She was pleased to see that Daine was recovering her apatite, but she still needed to get out and breath some fresh air.
"No, I've got to be here when he comes back." Daine said stubbornly. Alanna frowned and crossed her arms.
"You are hopeless!" Alanna said teasingly. "I've got to go see Jon for something now. I'll be back this evening sometime."
"Ok, tell him I said 'hi'." Daine replied.
"Sure thing." Alanna said as she turned and left. Daine turned her attention back to Numair. She looked over his face and noted that his lip was now healed. In fact all his wounds were now healed, but he still just wasn't waking up. Daine's eyes fell to her lap as thoughts of how he might change ran through her head. Suddenly his hand moved from her's and she heard him groan. Her eyes shot up to see that his hand was now over his forehead shielding his eyes from the harsh afternoon glare of the sun. Daine jumped up from her seat causing him to notice her for the first time. She grabbed his hand joyfully and looked into his eyes.
"Numair!" She whispered excitedly, but found confusion in his eyes.
"Who are you?" He asked in a hoarse tired voice. She looked into his eyes searching for some sort of recognition, but found nothing. At that moment Daine's heart dropped to her feet and she fought to stay standing. It seemed her fears were coming true.
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Ok... I'm nearing the end! I promise, but I wasn't expecting to write that... Oh well it just happened.... lol, Please R&R and maybe I'll update sometime tomorrow! :)
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Daine awoke to the sound of birds chirping. She lifted her head and blinked, momentarily not realizing where she was, but then her vision focused and she seen Numair's pale face on his death bed and tears welled up in her eyes once more.
"There, there dear." She heard a familiar voice say from behind her and felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Ma?" Daine choked out and turned her head slightly to see her mother's figure step into her vision. She was wearing the same dress she had when Daine had been in the Divine Realms.
"I know this is a bad time, but I only get four days a year to see you." She said sadly.
"Oh, Ma." Daine whispered as she moved from her chair and into her mother's arms. "What am I going to do Ma?" Daine asked through free flowing tears.
"Just be strong. He needs you to be strong darling." Sarra whispered into her daughter's hair.
"Can you or Da do anything for him?" Daine asked quickly pulling away to look her mother in the eye.
"I'm sorry, your dad and I may only do what the great gods gave us power to do. Neither of us has the power to heal a man on his death bed." Sarra said sadly. Daine looked to the floor with grief. "I'm so sorry..."
"We were supposed to get married today." Daine choked out.
"I know... Your father and I were looking forward to it." Sarra said trying to calm her daughter's emotions down.
"I didn't think he cared that much for Numair." Daine said with just a hint of a smirk.
"It just took a little while for him to warm up to Numair. I guess your father was scared of losing you to him, but he now knows that your lost without Numair. You're father is scared for him too..." Sarra said as Daine turned to look at Numair.
"Why isn't he here?" Daine asked.
"He went to make sure the black god is inflicted as much punishment as possible on that horrid woman." Sarra said and Daine smiled.
"At least she's going to pay for taking him away from me." Daine said more tears rolled down her cheek.
"Hun, he's not gone yet! This isn't what he needs. He needs you to be strong. Please don't give up on him." Sarra pleaded.
"I'm afraid to hope... I'm to scared to be strong for him." Daine murmured as she sat back down in her chair.
"Whatever do you say that for?" Sarra asked pleadingly as she moved to be closer to her daughter.
"Because... I'm afraid that I'll get my hopes up only to be left down. I couldn't handle that." Daine said as the chamber door opened and Alanna stepped in. Alanna stood frozen for a moment at the sight of the unfamiliar woman. "Alanna meet my Ma, Sarra. Ma meet Alanna." Daine said with all the politeness she could muster. Alanna nodded flustered.
"Pleased to meet you..." Alanna said not knowing how to address the goddess.
"Please, just call me Sarra and it's nice to meet you as well." She said with a smile. Alanna quickly turned her attentions to her ailing friend.
"Has he shown any signs since I left?" Alanna asked briskly as she opened a bag she was carrying. Daine just shook her head.
"How is the blood potion coming?" Daine asked. It was the only thing that held hope for her, but it was a tainted hope.
"It should be ready first thing tomorrow." Alanna said with a smile as she applied something to his cut lip that was starting to look much better. Daine sunk into her chair and closed her eyes against he fears. 'What if he comes back and he's no longer Numair?' The thought chilled Daine's bones and had haunted her dreams over the past night. She couldn't fathom Numair without his sharp intelligence, quick wit or bottomless caring eyes. Daine placed her head in her hands and began to weep. She felt her mother's hands rubbing her shoulders trying to sooth her. "What if he comes back and he's not himself?" Daine asked through tears. Alanna looked up at her with sorrow filled eyes.
"What are you taking about?" Sarra asked.
"If Numair lives he'll almost certainly be brain damaged from the blood loss." Alanna stated hollowly.
"Almost isn't etched in stone!" Sarra cried as she put her arms around Daine. Alanna clenched her fist at her sides.
"Even if he is brain damaged it doesn't mean he'll be changed." Alanna pleaded with Daine. "It could be something as small as reoccurring headaches for the rest of his life. We could fix that with potions." Alanna said trying to downgrade the severity of Numair's condition.
"But what's worst that could happen?" Daine asked. Alanna looked down at the floor.
"He could be unrecognizably insane." Alanna said softly and Daine turned her tormented face to Numair's once more. She stood and leaned over him and gently kissed his forehead.
"Please come back." She whispered as a tear ran down her cheek and onto his.
"That's what he needs to hear." Sarra said as she rested her hand on Daine's back.
"Do you think there's a chance he'll come back?" Alanna choked. "Please tell me he's coming back!"
"I don't have the power or the knowledge to say for certain, only that he needs the strength of your hope to give him strength." Sarra said solemnly. "I'll leave you know my dear." She said to her daughter.
"Ma, you don't have to go." Daine said trying to persuade her otherwise.
"It's ok, I got to see you for a little bit. That's all I wanted. Your father and I will both be here on the winter solstice." Sarra said smiling at her daughter. Daine nodded as a light engulfed her mother and she disappeared. Daine turned and cupped Numair's cheek as tears ran down her cheeks and she cleared her throat.
"I know you're still there, Numair. You've got to fight this."
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THE NEXT MORNING
"Out of my way!" Alanna yelled at a young healer who was blocking the hall way. Alanna
hurried down the hallway clutching precious vials to her bosom. She ran
as fast as she could to the familiar dank chamber door. Alanna rushed in,
by now she had side stitches from running. The familiar form of Daine in
her chair next to Numair jumped up in surprise at the sudden opening and
slamming of the door. Alanna rushed inside and laid the vials down then
grabbed one of Numair's arms and stretched it out on top of his satin
covers.
"Is that the potion?" Daine asked desperately. Alanna nodded as she ran her fingers along the crook of his elbow trying to find a decent vein. As soon as she found one she took out a needle from her pocket and proceeded to stick it.
"Damn it." Alanna swore as she realized the vein rolled and she'd have to start all over again
"What?" Daine pleaded. "Is something wrong?" Alanna shook her head.
"His vein rolled, that's all. Nothing new, happens when someone is either old or their veins are weak." Alanna said as she tried again and made a successful puncture. "There we go!" Alanna said pleased with her work. She hooked up a tube and attached to the first of five vials. She held the vial upside down and Daine watched as the liquid drained out of the vial, down the tube and into Numair. The liquid itself was strange. She expected to see a potion the color of blood, but it was clear and water like in consistency. After a min the vial was finished and Alanna switched to a fresh one. Daine watched silently until all the vials had been emptied into Numair.
"How long till we know?" Daine asked as she soothed his hair away from her forehead.
"He could wake up sometime today or he might not wake up for another week... It's hard to say." Alanna said weakly not liking the answer any more than Daine did.
"It's as if he's in a state of suspended sleep." Daine said in a detached voice as she delicately traced his long nose.
"A state of prolonged unconsciousness. Healers have been referring to it as a coma lately." Alanna said meekly. Daine for her part was no longer crying, her mother's words made her force herself to be strong for Numair. She made her gut twisting thoughts of all the possible outcomes abscond to the back of her mind. All she focused on now was being there when Numair's eyes fluttered open. Daine touched his hand and noticed it felt warmer than before. She wrapped her fingers around his longer ones and was surprised when she felt them twitch ever so slightly. His first sign of life in two days.
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ONE WEEK LATER
"I brought you something to eat." A familiar voice said from the door. Daine lifted her head to see Alanna. Daine smiled. "Thank you." Daine said politely as the lioness brought her a lunch of salad, a ham sandwich and milk. Alanna looked over Numair and sighed.
"He's looking so much better, but it's frustrating... Not knowing when he'll be back." Alanna said and Daine mutely nodded her head as she shoved a fork full of salad into it. "Glad to see you apatite is back." Alanna chuckled. Daine shrugged.
"He'd knock me one if he came back to find I'd half-staved myself to death." Daine said with a mouth full of salad. Alanna grinned, happy that her friend had recovered from her initial grief.
"And he'd knock you a second one if he found that you had locked yourself away for over a week!" Alanna chimed in. She was pleased to see that Daine was recovering her apatite, but she still needed to get out and breath some fresh air.
"No, I've got to be here when he comes back." Daine said stubbornly. Alanna frowned and crossed her arms.
"You are hopeless!" Alanna said teasingly. "I've got to go see Jon for something now. I'll be back this evening sometime."
"Ok, tell him I said 'hi'." Daine replied.
"Sure thing." Alanna said as she turned and left. Daine turned her attention back to Numair. She looked over his face and noted that his lip was now healed. In fact all his wounds were now healed, but he still just wasn't waking up. Daine's eyes fell to her lap as thoughts of how he might change ran through her head. Suddenly his hand moved from her's and she heard him groan. Her eyes shot up to see that his hand was now over his forehead shielding his eyes from the harsh afternoon glare of the sun. Daine jumped up from her seat causing him to notice her for the first time. She grabbed his hand joyfully and looked into his eyes.
"Numair!" She whispered excitedly, but found confusion in his eyes.
"Who are you?" He asked in a hoarse tired voice. She looked into his eyes searching for some sort of recognition, but found nothing. At that moment Daine's heart dropped to her feet and she fought to stay standing. It seemed her fears were coming true.
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Ok... I'm nearing the end! I promise, but I wasn't expecting to write that... Oh well it just happened.... lol, Please R&R and maybe I'll update sometime tomorrow! :)