Love Across Time

Chapter 14: Soul-mates

The curse was not well done. My professional opinion was that the lowlife tried to disguise the curse but did a real crappy job of it. Maybe if they had tried to disguise it as a mark of ownership it may have made it passed a Lower Weasel.

Poor Jack had no idea how lucky he was that I was the one who is looking out for them. Most others would have missed it. But I am the best when it comes down to curses. I'm the best at finding, sensing, lifting, and placing curses on others. Like back when Alaina got herself caught by Merks (What we call close minded Wizards). Everyone thought that they had placed a controlling curse on her, but I saw right away that the curse was really a Tracking Spell. If I hadn't battalions of Merks would have been on us in no time.

With closer inspection I discovered what kind of creature had placed the spell upon Jack. The Johnny 13 Curse when applied by a well trained Master can be almost impossible to remove. Infact the only way to remove a Master's Johnny 13 is if you come and get a Master Weasel. (aka. me, Dodger, Phoebe, Connor, etc.)

In conclusion the curse was easy for me to break.

I explained to Jack that the Johnny 13 curse is a bad luck curse that gets worse as time goes on. The curse would eventually kill the victim. I assured Jack that the curse had not been on him long enough to cause any lasting damage.

After I lifted the curse Jack asked if we could watch the next Lord of the Rings movie. I told him that we couldn't watch it without the other boys. But I did let him watch Pirates of the Caribbean and then after lunch Van Helsing in which he asked me plenty of questions about the creatures in it.

It was around 5 when he started asking questions that I didn't want to answer. "So why did you come here?"

It took me a second to answer. "Well, David is always telling us to go with our instincts and one day I was in limbo and an entrance to a new dimension or time passed over the wall. I don't know why the urge to go through was so strong but at that time I didn't care."

This seemed to puzzle Jack. "So you don't know why you came?"

"Not yet… well not all of it."

"What do you know?"

"That something big is going to happen and you are going to be a big part of it."

"So you're here to help us?" asked Jack hopefully.

"That's what I do. But I'm going to have to make you do most of the work." I joked… Well kind of joked.

Jack paused to think something over. "Will we ever get to see where you come from?"

"Most likely." I said smiling. I wanted to tell him yes then and there but where's the fun in that?

Wait hold up… this isn't like me. I never ever consider telling them the whole truth. Yet here, now I was almost going to tell him the truth. And I have never let someone watch Lord of the Rings or Van Helsing ,for that matter, before they are turned.

I then noticed something else odd. Whenever Jack is with the boys or with me and the boys he's all loud and smart mouthy. But when it's just me and him he's a completely different guy. So different that if I hadn't know better I would suspect him of being a spy. When he's around me he listens instead of talks, he thinks before he speaks, and I swear that I think he's going to kiss me sometimes. (Author's note::cough: foreshadowing :cough: )

We sat on the fire escape with some orange pop and just talked about all sorts of random things. I told him stories about my friends back home and he talked about Santa Fe. It was not in my heart to tell him that he probable won't make it to Santa Fe in this lifetime.

Then he asked the one question I wasn't expecting. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

That completely blew me away. "No."

That surprised him. "Why not?"

I felt the weight of time on my shoulders just then and I felt loneliness down deeper than an mortal can feel loneliness. So with a heavy heart I explained it to him. "We don't just pick a person out of the blue and say 'I love you.' like some people do. We know that when a soul is made there is made a perfect match. We call these people our Soul-Mates. No other relationship will satisfy us or last longer than a few years.

"Mortal's and their Soul-Mates are usually place in the same time and dimension. But because we can go anywhere it can take a Weasel a millennia to find his/her Soul-Mate."

"So you guys spend a lot of time looking for your Soul-Mates?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"We are told to let them come to us. We are the ones who keep the universe in order so we have little time for such things. We just do our jobs and hope that Our Creator will grace us by sending our Soul-Mate to use when we least expect it."

"It must be horrible being unable to look for that person when you know that they're out their."

I tried to hide the growing pain I felt inside from him. "You have on idea."

He tried to look me in the eyes. I turned away. "How long have you been looking?"

By now I was fighting back tears. "I've been alone for quite a long time… maybe a few hundred years."

"Oh my God." (author: I mean to offend no one!) he whispered. He pitied me. He put his hand on my shoulder. I wished that he could read my mind.

I shook my head. The tears were so close to escaping me. "I got over that a long time ago."

I could sense that Jack was ready to make me look in his eyes. He wanted me to tell him why this subject was so hard for me.

I looked out over the city. I was trying to think of an easy way to saw this. I took a deep breath. "Before I ran away from my father he went to a seer in his madness. He forced her to place a curse, that is so ancient no one knows how to lift it, upon me." I took a breath to steady myself. "The curse was that any man who fell for me would die a tragic death. We have been trying to break the spell for what seems like hundreds of years."

The tears had escaped me halfway through my story. The tears were for my loneliness and for Jack, that his soul will be safe from this great horror. But against my better judgment I wished that he would hold me. That he was strong enough to keep me safe from the horrors that my life plagues me with day after day.

I felt his hand on my cheek. He gently turned my face so I would look into his eyes. "I do not fear death." he whispered. Then he sealed his fate and mine with a sweet kiss that we would remember for all of eternity.

Author: TEARCRYSOB! (again) isn't that adorable. Don't worry everything's going to workout just like it always does in these stories.

: HELP ME! give me your opinion… do you guys want to see Jessie's life back home and meet other Weasels or do you want more romance? RR and tell me:

P.S. Oh I almost forgot… in this next chapter Jessie's going to be singing a song from the musical Wicked. See if you can guess which song….