Rest In Paradise Kelly Preston, fly high Jet Stream forever and always.

I was stuck, a heroine even on her worse day will blood bond to keep her oath. I gaze out at the mountains in the distance seeing the snow-capped mountains but feeling none of the chill they emit. It was warm here, "A stunning view the main reason this room is mine, you need to eat, Bexley babe," I had been here a week, and my oh so soon to be dead husband had not gotten his shit together, he was angry.

I turned, Kai was leaning on the frame of the massive double doors with a silver platter of food and two women beside him with clothes. I knew he would ask me to change from what I came in but shocked it took a week. The way my body move's always set's him on edge, "Oh so tense, I gave my oath you stupid brute," so annoyed with people.

He just grumbled placing the platter down and allowing the two poor souls to enter, "Some more befitting garments, but with a few twists to make them more you. I was curious now, "Alright, you may leave," smiling I had been thinking of the best way to resolve this issue in the past. He just bowed out leaving us in peace he could go, torment someone who wasn't me, his absence would not last very long.

"Sorry ladies, he is such an asshole,"

Each gown was fitted for me, but with a leather corset in the abdomen area and slits up the sides. Dema said, "For free movement in battle," oh he knew when the time came, I would be in the battle.

The green gown glided over the floor, but it was light as a feather, Kai did well here, he liked it here it fit his nature more than the time he was born into. In those days we saved the world, the older ones were set in their ways, yet the youth were ready for something new. Now here I am back with Warren trying to fix whatever we messed up, but who is to say we didn't mess up more by coming.

I could do as I pleased, this place was stunning the gardens are lush and filled with fragrant flowers. I sat out there most days and just basked in the scent and calmness they brought. Between the paving stones comes blooms so bold and tall, giving off their aroma to the summer-infused breeze. For these seeds of humble size and hue are the ninjas of the botanical world, born to shout loud of their graffiti-petaled beauty. I sit just thinking as I normally due, I knew he would show as he normally does.

This coffee and chain-smoking basic bitch is a static thinker rather than dynamic. Static is thinking things are either a "0" or a "1" - on or off. Dynamic is seeing the relationships between different concepts, that many are inversely proportional, that as one increases the other decreases as a response. For example, as we increase cooperation, we decrease competition or, as we increase sustainability, we decrease consumerism. We have learned to accept that positive and stable changes evolve, they change at a community level over time - as the percentage of positive behavior increases the negative behavior decreases.

It hit me like a ton of bricks, I needed him on equal footing but more so away from here. I had to drag him home, he would be in our timeline and not causing problems here. I would just have to grab him while Warren was next to me, we three had to enter and hopefully exit at the same time. A slow smile spread onto my face, this was a halfway workable plan. I watched him walking my way and in no way has he tried anything or caused me one problem, he was just relishing in the time we had. I was more worried about Warren even from here I can feel him in a certain way, he was still so angry.

I just closed my eyes, trying once again to push my own emotions to him, like calming ones, and for the very first time in one week did I sense he felt them as his own emotions started to calm. "Lost in thought?" brought me from my meditation.

"Meditation helps with depression and anxiety,"

He says nothing just lays in the grass not far from me. I sighed, "Just ask,"

"You always know, don't you,"

He started, "How is my mother?"

"She is fine, well she is now. I nearly burned her home down with her and you in it. I mean you're here, but your other counterpart is in our timeline. She as normal is plotting against me. Kai, this isn't going to last much longer. I need to get home to our original timeline, my daughter needs me," this was a first seeing him angry, well a first since I arrived.

I clarified to avoid an argument, "Your counterpart murdered Aurora a Siren, I was given custody of her daughter BiBi, our Seer. I know me with a kid after you cursed me so long ago," now the facial muscles relaxed.

He fiddled with a flower, "Well at least you have her, you will not have another of your own,"

I snapped, "I can the curse was removed, it will be a hell of a battle to conceive a child, but I can. Your grand plans have all failed, I have no clue why you wanted me with your spawn. I would have still bounced, I can never grasp your mindset and way of illogical thinking," he chuckles.

The argument was cold. Every word over-pronounced, slicing rather than tumbling through the dry air. His love hadn't gone, it had been distorted into a close mimic of hatred; and just as love endures, so would the wall of bitterness that separated us, growing more thorns every day.

He finished, "We will see, Bexley babe,"

I felt it touch me as Kai walked away for another meeting, one I was going to listen to as I followed. Warren was coming, I just had to help and guild him maybe through mediation could I show flashes of the location of the castle. Later, I tell myself, for now, I am going to eavesdrop on yet another meeting.