Scarred Protector(42)

“Okay, so what do we do?” she asked, as she stood in front of him.

“We need four official witnesses. Ridge and Nicole have agreed. I was hoping Georgia and Genia would do us the honor as well.” He looked across to her aunt, not knowing how he would ever face her again if things went awry.

“I will always be there for my niece.” Georgia kissed Evie on each cheek and stood back. He took Evie’s hand and led her out to the main room. They stood in the middle of the room, while the others stood around them.

He looked across at Ridge, who nodded to him. Heath had to push his own fear away and be strong for her. He had to believe his whole life had led him to this point, and it was meant to be.

“I will place my hand on your chest, as I did the night I bonded us. You must do the same. Then I want you to recite the words I say. You will see all my memories, and I will see yours.”



Evie pulled a face as if to say “eek.”



             “You mean I’ll have no secrets at all? Not even when I smoked pot behind the toilet blocks at school and got suspended for a week? Or the time my girlfriends and I broke into the boy’s school and swam naked in the pool? The cops caught us. I’ve never seen so many naked butts disappearing into bushes. I had splinters on my ass.”

Everyone laughed along with Evie, and he knew she was trying to relax the situation, but as he looked at her, he still could not remove the fact from his brain that she might be dead in a moment. He needed to warn her about something.

“I wish I could hold it from you, but you’ll see Elizabeth and how she died. It’s something I would have spared you if I could.” Remembering his first love made the thought of losing Evie even worse.

“I’m honored to be able to have a part of her in my life. I will also have the memories of your good times together. Nicole’s already told me it’s going to hurt, so I hope I can be strong enough for you. I’m really hoping that after coping with the darkness for so long, it’s just going to be like a dull headache.”



“You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met. We will get through this together.” Heath undid his shirt and took Evie’s hand in his. He brought it up to his lips and kissed her palm, and then placed it against his chest. He then undid the top three buttons on her blouse and placed his hand between her breasts. The response was immediate, and their hands were glowing white. There was no pain, but it was as if the air crackled around them.

“That was quick, and we haven’t even said anything yet.” Evie giggled, but he could hear the nervous tension in her laugh.



“Our bodies have been preparing for this since we bonded. Unless you recanted on the bond, it would grow until joining or our deaths were the only options.”

“That’s cheery. Well, let’s get on with it.”



             It was just like the first night he had met Evie. No hesitation. She jumped right in and fought whatever was thrown at her.

“Evie, I love you with every part of my being and thank the day you came into my life.”

“I love you, too. You’ve given me more than I ever thought I’d have.”

It was as if they were saying their vows to each other and were now joined forever no matter what.

“Now, repeat after me. I am no longer me, you are no longer you. Shared minds and shared bodies. You will share my death as I share your life.”

She said the words, and to begin with, nothing changed. Their hands still glowed, but that was all. The intensity of the energy hadn’t altered either. He slipped his hand around her waist, and she did the same to him so their bodies touched. Maybe everything that had happened to her with the Demonic Slyth meant the transformation would not work. Then Evie screamed.



He placed his forehead against hers, so he could help with calming thoughts and to try to take some of the agony away from her. She opened her mind to him, and he could see the memories. Happy Christmases with her father laughing and sharing gifts. Picnics and holidays shared. Then it changed, and she was about ten years old and sitting on the floor staring up at her father, who was crying. He had never gotten over the death of his wife, and depression hit. He held a picture of an attractive woman with blond hair. Evie got up and went to get a box of tissues and came back to sit beside her father and wipe away his tears.

“We’ll be good, Daddy. We have each other.”

Then, she was a teenager with her first kiss and her first time having sex. It had not been the best experience, but there were others that followed that were more considerate. The years went by, and university came and went, and then her father got sick. She stayed home to look after him. They were all each had. Then the accident came like a movie scene playing before him. She was at the traffic lights, and they were green as she entered the intersection. There were bright lights as the car sped toward her. Then she was in the hospital, and there was so much pain. Tubes were coming out of her body, and people were buzzing around her.



             The pain lessened, but the darkness replaced it. He realized, from that moment on, Evie had thought she was insane up until the moment she had met him. He felt the connection she had sensed when he had caught her as she fell from the roof of the car park. He sensed her strength, and more than anything, he sensed her love for him. She opened her eyes, and he shut his, so she could take his memories. Nothing would be hidden. Within moments, she would know him as he truly was.

He was a young man on his Homeworld and standing before the chamber where his genetic mutation would commence. He had seen them take his friend Pater away on a trolley. He had looked pale and didn’t appear to be breathing. They had covered the body quickly and pushed him into the room. Strapped down and injected, he had thought his body was being ripped apart as it was modified so he could go to Earth.



He worked hard and did what was expected of him on Earth. He made friends and then fell in love. He remembered the first day he had seen Elizabeth. She had been climbing a style and had tripped and gotten covered in mud. She had sprained her ankle, and he had carried her home and fallen in love.



Then the moment came he had not wanted to burden Evie with. Elizabeth was on the bed with her wrists cut. He wished he had known about Slyth then, and he could have stopped so much pain over the years. The problem was, he would never have met Evie then either. Years went by with him doing his job and fighting Demonic Midworlders, but his heart had grown cold until he had met her. He let Evie see how much he loved her and how she had made him live again.





             Once the memories were shared, he could feel the change begin in her. Just a slight ache to the chest to begin with. Then her arm gripped him tight around the middle, as she laid her head against his hand on his chest. Her breathing was rapid, and her nails dug into his back. The pain was radiating from her heart as her body tried to change its basic cell structure. Nerves were ablaze, as her human body fought the change. His own wings sprouted from his back, and he could only assume hers were about to do the same.

“You don’t have to do this on your own, my darling. We are together, so share the pain.” Finally she lifted her head and screamed anew, as her wings erupted from her back. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his long life. There were cheers in the room from everyone, but he knew if he let her go, she would fall in a heap on the floor.

Evie glanced up at him with a smile. “We did it.” She glanced back over her shoulder. “Blood hell, Heath, I’ve got wings.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped, so her legs were around his hips. Heath placed his hand under her butt and twirled her round as people cheered and clapped. When he stopped, her aunt and Calloue came forward and ran their hands over her wings as if they could not believe their eyes. Heath let her legs down, so she was standing in front of him.

“Now, close your eyes and try to reabsorb them back into your body.” Evie squeezed her eyes tightly shut, as if she was trying really hard, and they disappeared.

“I did it.”

They walked over and sat on the couch as champagne corks popped and everyone joined in the celebration. As they sat next to each other, he didn’t let go of her hand for fear this was all a dream and he would wake up. After a while, Evie was leaning against his chest, and she yawned and put her hand over her mouth.



             “I’m sorry. I’ve just become so tired. I guess changing into an alien will do that to you.”

Her aunt wagged her finger at her. “I think you should both go and rest, even if it is nine o’clock in the morning. I will go to the market and get some food and do us all a feast for dinner this evening.”

They walked into the bedroom, and Evie stripped down to her underwear and was under the covers in a moment. He stripped down to his boxers and slid in beside her. With her back to him, he pulled her against him so their bodies touched. This would be the first time sleeping together for the rest of their lives.