Edna felt slightly better, so she tried to stand up, but Sam immediately helped her up, putting on her arm over his neck and hold her once lifted.
- Sam... I can walk.
- I know… But a mountain fell over you and you drowned, let me be a little cautious.
- That sounds a little strange ¿Don't you think?
- Yes - He laugh.
Of course she did not need much help, she was well after all, but she neither would refuse the incredible sense of security caused walking held by Samuel.
Nathan appeared, fresh out of the water, with a bag in his hands.
- Edna- He shook the bag, tinkling- You Almost die for this...
- It's gold- She looked at him, yet hel - And speaking technically... I died…
- ¿How much is that?- Victor asked.
- I do not know- Nate said- About five coins for each one, more or less.
- ¡Hey, hey!- She got angry face- Nobody said it was for you. They were, post mortem.
- ¿Was not that technically, you died?- Samuel patted her- Right now we are "Post mortem"...
- We'll see if you keep this funny face when I steal your part...
- ¿You? ¿Steal from me? Please, if you know I'm the best thief here...
- ¿What if I ask you adorably?- She stroked his hair, as she placed her most adorable face- ¿You will give them?
- That worked before, Edna... I've become immune to your face.
- Oh... -She murmured, feigning sadness.
Part of Sam had wanted to tell that woman, yes. A thousand times, yes. That for that expression lovable he would give her the whole world. He loved that face.
- Now we have to get out of here...- Victor looked rise to the outside.
- ¿Do you think you can?- Samuel looked at Edna.
-I'm fine…- She said
And apparently she was, as she climbed with the same slight difficulty that the others. Of course, the older Drake, pretending to protect her, climbed behind her, partly to take advantage to the incredible view of her ass.
Outside, they walked directly to the airboat, under a blanket of rising stars, with an incredible sense of success in their chests. Once in the water, Nate took the Communicator and called Elena, giving the good news, slightly commenting everything, including the near-death of Edna, who gave up to driving the vehicle, virtually in obligation to the other three men. They are supporting it had enough driving like crazy.
After nearly three hours of travel not so fast, by a silent river, finally they returned to Tefé,where Fisher received them, happy, without avoiding hug Shaareim. After all, she had become a good friend, and knowing that she had to be revived, It was quite hard to digest.
Because it was near midnight, all decided to approach a hotel, rest and analyzing the success the next day, accompanied maybe with a well-deserved good food.
Edna was in her small hotel room, who barely had a bed and a bathroom. She had cleaned the slight wound in his back produced by the escape attempt, she had given a good refreshing bath and she changed her clothes for sleeping.
She was settled her shirt when a small tinkling sound left her phone. It was a message, she recognized that tone, so she sat on the bed, took the device and checked the contents. It was Sam.
"Hey, phoenix, don't forget that tomorrow we will make the mini party" She read it and laugh, as it was impossible to forget.
""Neither you let me forget that" She wrote.
Samuel, lying on his bed, smiled even before knew it was her. He looked at the screen, with a smirk and he answered.
"It is my duty to make me sure you have become healthy and saves from death... Even if it sounds strange"
She laughed again "Well… well… Thanks for that".
She lay down slowly, and she had not finished touching the pillow when the answer came quietly.
"¿Did I wake you?"
"No, i must repair me and take a bathe first. I just go to bed now"
Sam smiled seductively, picturing her warm and perfumed at his side.
"¿Do you want me to accompany you?" He was encouraged to write it.
"We are not in the snowy mountain, Sam, I can survive the night"
"¿Do you want icecream? Thus, if you get cold, I can help"
Shaareim smiled, almost tempted to say yes.
"I'm fine" She yawn "Is incredible that even in text, you can relax me so much. You should dedicate yourself to that"
A tender smile seized Drake's face. He had those immense desires to crossing the corridor between them and enter in her room "It only works me with you, I don't think that it's feasible... "
"Anyway, with what we got, you do not need to dedicate to anything " She snuggled side, comfortable "And if at some point I do not answer, it's because I got on a cloud"
"Do not fall from that cloud, or they may believe that an earthquake is happening"
He settled between the sheets.
"OMG. LOL. I'm dying of laughter. Huy. Huy. How funny." She wrote, with small eyes.
"It's joke, Princess"
And for a while, they were exchanging silly messages and humorous pictures, each one in his bed. Sam sent her a message with a funny photo, a dog dress like ballerina, but after a minute waiting, nothing responded. He smiled tenderly, knowing that Edna was asleep with her phone the hand.
"I can almost hear your snoring" He wrote "Rest well my little phoenix"
Sam kissed the screen of his phone, as if could add it to the message, and he sent, then he accommodated well and look at some of the few pictures that had to Edna on his phone, especially his favorite, one he had taken without her noticing, newcomers in Brazil. He remembered the day, the moment, after walking through the market looking for food and information, when they had stopped for lunch in a tiny bar with tables on the sidewalk. Edna sat in front of him, looking at everything, stopping when she saw a tourist coach, with a huge black horse, beautiful, healthy, strong and fully decorated. He remembered how he saw her face light up to see her favorite animal, turning her gaze so precios that he could not avoid taking the phone and photograph her it silently.
And there was that image, of Shaareim with the sun in her hair, staring, incredibly beautiful and pure. He touched the screen, feeling the sleep alight in his eyes.
- Rest my phoenix- He was repeated, with a voice that was a whisper- My precious treasure...