{"id":2986,"date":"2016-09-19T00:00:38","date_gmt":"2016-09-19T04:00:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2986"},"modified":"2016-09-18T22:39:32","modified_gmt":"2016-09-19T02:39:32","slug":"forty-03","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2986","title":{"rendered":"Forty – 03"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Phelan moaned and I grimaced, trying to shift him to a more comfortable position in my arms. Realizing that there was<\/em> no comfortable position, I half carried, half dragged him over to the wall and carefully lowered him until he was seated, leaning up against the wall. I slid down the wall to sit next to him, one hand holding his arm and the other pressed against my distended belly.<\/p>\n

My son was moving in there, as if he sensed my distress. I exhaled slowly and ran my hand up and down my belly, trying to calm down\u2014trying to calm him<\/em> down.<\/p>\n

The glow was fading from Phelan and his breathing turned raspy. I swallowed hard and looked toward him, heart trying to crawl up into my throat and my fingers tightening around his arm. A soft hiss escaped his lips and my heart began to beat again.<\/p>\n

My voice still shook as I whispered, \u201cPhelan?\u201d<\/p>\n

The glow faded completely except for the flesh around his eyes. Then, even that faded completely. He exhaled with a shudder, slumping against me. Touching him was like shoving my hand into an ice-cold pool.<\/p>\n

I realized with a start that he\u2019d begun to shiver, as if he were in<\/em> that same ice-cold pool.<\/p>\n

Shit.<\/em><\/p>\n

I gave him a firm shake. \u201cPhelan. Phelan! Snap out of it, dammit. Wake up.\u201d<\/p>\n

He sucked in one breath, then another. My stomach lurched and I shifted, moving to my knees so I could face him, squinting in the dim. He was pale, and even in the near-darkness of the tunnel.<\/p>\n

Not good. Dammit, not good.<\/em> My throat tightened further.<\/p>\n

\u201cPhelan, don\u2019t do this to me,\u201d I whispered. \u201cPlease, don\u2019t do this to me\u2014to us.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need you too badly.\u201d<\/p>\n

My fingers tightened more.<\/p>\n

His eyes popped open.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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