mansion wa

t water and towels that were already stained red. T

the front doors, El

Isolde screame

r stammered, his face pale. "The doctor

ked up her skirt and sprin

collided with a wall of noise.

the bedroom

was on the bed, her skin the color of a

the bedside. She grabbed her s

ed. Her voice was a ghost.

. "You do not sleep! Y

yes fluttered shut. "Tell

ourself!" I

oar came from

et out o

was still wearing his desert fatigues, c

nees beside the

n. The sound of his voice wa

rcu

ipping her face with his rough h

he room by Imogen. He took one look at the situation, his

ician, his voice strained. "She's in hypovolemic shock! Elevate her legs! Now!" He

hispering promises, begging her to stay. Julian shouted order

g against her ribs. She watched the

beep..

uted. "One more time, M

he man who never feared anything. She took a deep, ragged br

en...

ail that cut through t

d up a small, w

" she wept.

ress and sobbed. Great, heaving s

iled weakly.

apping it in his dirty fatigue jacket

"Look at him. He's a f

er legs gave out. She slid down to the

. He wrapped his arms arou

hispered into her

t. The timeline had bent. Death had come for the St

ead. Imogen stood behind him, her hands resting on his sh