Part 27:

"Emily, it's okay." I'm grabbing my stomach, feeling sick.

"Am…am I…did I die?" There's another one of those long silences.

"Well," He turns and carries me into the bedroom.

"Well what?" My throat burns; I feel my face starting to crinkle.

"No." I'm looking up at him, feeling tons better. "You didn't die physically but something definitely happened to you…spiritually."

"Meaning?" He's leaning over so he can set me back down on the bed.

"I really don't know. Nothing like this has ever happened before. You aren't supposed to be here. You're still alive…but you're here." He's glancing back towards the door.

"What happened? I thought you'd died…again." I glance at my leg. It looks fine but hurts. "And what about me? Did I break my leg or something?"

"Yeah. I couldn't get to you soon enough, sorry about that." He's putting his hands over my leg; I feel a shiver run up my spine. I have to close my eyes against the light, it's too bright. "Better?"

"Yeah." I'm amazed, he actually just healed me, even if my leg was still broken in the real world, it was ok here. "Thanks." We're quiet for a while. This place seems to do that to you, it's like you don't even need to talk. "So…" What happened to Ryan?

"He's still in the hospital."

I'm laughing, I can't help it. "The devil is in the hospital? Isn't that great." But he's not laughing.

"That's just it. I…I need you to wake up."

"Why?" I'm stretching my legs out. "Now that I know I'm not dead…I kinda like it here." He's putting his hand on my stomach.

"If you don't wake up, you won't be able to stop him." My smile is fading and I'm looking at his quizzically.

"You want me to wake up and basically go beat him up?" He's laughing and shaking his head now.

"No, no. Joan needs your help. She's supposed to do this but it's too big for her."

"Fine." I sigh. "What do I have to do?"

"Wake up-"

"How do I do that?" I'm tugging at my hair.

"I'll send you back." I didn't like how he put that but I listened to the rest of the plan anyway.

Part 28:

"Emily, oh thank…" Joan glances at Adam. "You know who."

"Are you okay? What happened yo?" I smile.

"Uh, well, hum." I look up at Adam. "Do you mind if I just talk to Joan on this one?" He glanced at Joan and slowly walked out the door.

"What happened? Did you see him again?"

"Yeah. This whole big war thing went on and I went to heaven-"

"Are you dying?" She covers her eyes. "I don't know if I can handle loosing anyone else."

"No, no, it's okay. I'm fine."

"Oh, ok, that's good." She smiles.

"So I was in heaven with God and he had me come back here because he said you need help. Because Ryan's here and all."

"Hello, ladies." A male nurse came in with a smile on his face.

"Hi." I sigh. It was becoming easier to identify him. "I was just telling her, you know, the plan." The nurse raised his eyebrows.

"Ookay. Do you need anymore medicine?" I look at Joan and she starts laughing.

"Uh, no, thanks." He left and then Joan started blabbering.

"That's happened to me so many times." So much for being able to tell him apart. "He'll probably just think it was because of the coma."

"Time to check your blood." Another male comes in, this time a doctor. He has a needle and some of the other disturbing things that they use to draw blood.

"Okay." I bite my lip, I hate needles.

"I'm kidding, Emily. We already took your blood." I let go of Joan's hand and punch God in the arm.

"That's not funny you know." I try to be mad at him but can't help but laugh.

"Been awhile, Joan." God smiles at her.

"You know, I'm not too sure if I'm comfortable with God having a relationship with my friend." She raised her eyebrows.

"Too bad." He grins at me. "I'm the Almighty One. I can do whatever I want."

"Ew." Joan looks from him to me. "So what am I supposed to do this time?"

"Find Ryan's father."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"You have connections."

"My dad." She put her hands on her hips. "You mean my dad."

"Find Ryan's father. Talk to him."

"Talk to him about what?"

"Ryan." He turned and started to leave.

"Wait." I said. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Watch Adam."

"Adam?" Joan said at the same time as me.

"Why? Why is he in danger?" Joan asked. "What's going to happen?"

"You know I can't answer that." He turns to me. "Just watch him."