{"id":4217,"date":"2020-02-12T00:00:55","date_gmt":"2020-02-12T05:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=4217"},"modified":"2020-02-11T18:29:01","modified_gmt":"2020-02-11T23:29:01","slug":"twenty-nine-06-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=4217","title":{"rendered":"Twenty-nine – 06"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, getting up to check on the sleeping infants in her care. Nestled together in one basket, neither Anne nor Artorius showed any sign of waking. Lin, asleep in another basket next to theirs, was also still fast asleep, though as she watched him, Neve could have sworn that he was dreaming something.<\/p>\n

She couldn\u2019t say how she knew, she just did<\/em>.<\/p>\n

\u201cNeve?\u201d<\/p>\n

She glanced back over her shoulder at Seamus, smiling weakly. \u201cJust checking on them.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe twins?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Lin. Stasia has Tala\u2019s twins right now. Said she wasn\u2019t going to make me look after five of them.\u201d She shrugged. \u201cI could have.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe,\u201d Seamus said, watching her. He wrapped one of his blankets around his shoulders, as if he was cold. \u201cSix might have been pushing it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSix?\u201d Her brow arched. Her brother smiled.<\/p>\n

Gods and monsters, he means himself. Daft bugger.<\/em> Neve rolled her eyes. \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n

He broke into a grin and that only made her roll her eyes again.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot as impossible as our brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

That<\/em> gave her pause. \u201cWhy bring Teague into this? He\u2019s a thousand miles away.\u201d<\/p>\n

Seamus\u2019s grin faded. There was a distance to his gaze as he stared off into nothing, his voice growing quieter. \u201cNo matter how far we are from each other, we\u2019re always linked,\u201d he said. \u201cDoesn\u2019t matter how far or how long it\u2019s been since we saw each other\u2019s faces. It\u2019s always there. The bond.\u201d The ghost of a smile curved his lips. \u201cThere\u2019s a part of me that\u2019s still shocked that you all believed I was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIn the face of all evidence, what else were we supposed to think?\u201d Neve sighed. \u201cYou buried yourself well, Seamus. I don\u2019t know how you did it, but you did.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot easily,\u201d he murmured. \u201cAnd I always felt you two even if you couldn\u2019t feel me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Neve winced. \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t be,\u201d he said. \u201cI was glad of it. So, so glad.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I knew that something would survive even if I didn\u2019t, and that was the most important thing.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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