Disclaimer: L.J Smith owns the Nightworld and the characters from the books- not me.

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Mary-Lynnette screamed as she saw the spear enter Ash in her dream, knowing somehow it was real. She jerked awake, and flung the door of her bedroom open, ignoring the large hole in the wall she had made by the door handle. She ran into a sleepy Mark in the hallway.

"What's up?" He asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Ash is dying!" She screamed. Mark jerked awake.

"What!" He paused. "How…"

"I just know, alright! It must be the soulmate connection or something."

Mary-Lynnette ran round him and charged down the stairs, pulling on a pair of trainers as she went, with Mark hot on her heels. She grabbed the keys to her Dad's car and ran out the front door. She ran into Ash's sisters. Aware of how fragile her grip on reality was, she yelled, "Ask Mark!" and fumbled with the keys in the car door lock, dropping them in her haste.

Rowan, always the calm one, looked puzzled, looking towards Mark for an explanation. Kestrel raised an eyebrow and Jade, as always, ran towards Mark.

"She thinks Ash is dying." He said.

"I don't think, I know!" yelled Mary-Lynnette, flinging the car door open as carelessly as her bedroom door. "He was in the forest. I saw him. And the spear... the spear went right in him." Her hands shook as she picked up the keys.

"In her dream," Mark added.

The sisters communicated telepathetically over Mark's head. It seemed like there was an argument going on.

It was a dream. It's not like its real or anything.

Kestrel! We're going with her - for support. Jade squeezed Mark's hand.

Rowan looked sternly at the both of them. How many times have I told you- no telepathy. You don't know who is around. But Jade is right.

Kestrel nodded. "You're right" She said aloud.

"We're coming with you" Jade told Mary-Lynnette comfortingly.

The sisters climbed into the back as Mark got into the front. Mary-Lynnette gunned the engine and sped out of the drive.

"Ash, don't leave me!" she screamed as she changed gear. "I'll kick your shins till the cows come home."

Ash was dreaming. He was star gazing with Mary-Lynnette on her favourite hill. His favourite hill.

"Don't leave me."

Ash looked at her. "Leave you? Why would I?" He wiped the tears falling from her cheeks. She brushed him away and shook him.

"DON'T LEAVE ME! I'LL KICK YOUR SHINS TILL THE COWS COME HOME."

"What!" Mary-Lynnette could be strange sometimes- but still.

"DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Ash jerked awake- to the harsh truth of the spear in his stomach. He had to hold on. For her… for him. But it still hurt. Gritting his teeth, he pulled the spear out...

Mary-Lynnette slammed the car door shut, only to hear a primal scream.

"Ash!" she yelled.

Ash's sisters exchanged looks. "It's him" Rowan said. "We can sense him."

Mary-Lynnette charged through the trees, with the others in hot pursuit.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I was so impressed with the amount of reviews I received I decided to write the next chapter there and then. Here's to you guys! (I know how much I hate waiting for the next chapter. But hey. I'm impatient. What can I say?)

I also altered the first chapter. Had I checked my chapter and my brain that day, I would have realised how unlike Ash, Ash was. He doesn't cry. Even the soulmate connection wouldn't make him break down and cry. Silly me. Forgive me, please!

The next chapter will not be as quick. I'm sorry. I'm going into exile for about a week in the half term holidays. Well not exile. Just computer and internet free while I'm at my Grandparents.

Tessadragon- Go Brits! Here's the next bit. Lol. Sorry I left it at a bit of a cliffhanger again.

Jinxed4Ever- Thanks. Look! I've updated already! Hope some of your questions are answered.

Mary Lou Out Of Order-Exams- I'm sorry. I haven't read the Forbidden Game series yet. So I have no idea who Julian is. I put the carpet pine needles down twice in the same chapter as a clue that Mary-Lynnette was in the area- if only in her dreams. Thanks for opening my eyes to change Ash. He still shaking- just with pain this time. No crying. Don't worry about being critical. Any constructive critism is appreciated any day.

Strekoza- Another reviewer who made me realize what a dingbat I was being about Ash. Thanks for the positive feedback as well. I like constructive critism as it helps me improve my writing. I only just got my own copy of Daughters of Darkness this morning. I ordered it off the net. Go Brits! Even if it is annoying that other countries get the books first. Sob!