Chapter 4- a short one I know, but I'm currently writing more!
"Taya," her mind whispered, projecting the gentle thought through the sands of time, "I'm here, what's wrong?"
"I think I'm dying Miss Jean, I can't sleep, or eat and I keep coughing blood, my mother spoke with the doctor, but there's nothing he can do but leave me, though it's gotten worse and now mother is starting to get the same way and I don't want to her or me to die..." Taya's thought trailed off, but Jean could still feel the psychic link between them, stronger than before. Their connection was so intense that Jean could almost feel Taya's emotions and her physical pain.........
Jean suddenly felt incredibly weak at the knees and had to sit down. She sat there for a few minutes, replaying what she just heard from Taya. The blood, lack of sleep, getting worse, it was the same.
"The link," she whispered aloud. "Hang in there Taya, I'm sure the professor will know how to deal with this," her thoughts slurred, for as their connection intensified, the pain in her lungs worsened. Jean strained to keep herself conscious, but the more he strained the more the pain grew. Faintly she could hear "Miss Jean, it hurts to breathe, my chest hurts me so, please help me, mother's stopped breathing, I don't want to go............" But the now thrashing pain in her chest consumed her, and with her last ounce of mental strength drifting away with the breeze, Jean slumped onto the chair, awash with darkness.