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Reluctantly I ceased my efforts. I bent over her, kissing her hard, my fingers twining with hers. “I’m listening, my love.”
“I love you, Rory. I need you to save me. I am at Castle Rising.”
My breath hitched. “Iamat Castle Rising,mo chridhe. I have searched and searched. I canna find ye.”
“1371…”
“Nay!” I cried in agony. We were in the wrong time, 1351. ’Twas no wonder I could feel her but not see her.
“Don’t despair,” Moira said, tightening her grip on my hand. “We will be together again. I know you will find me.”
“Do ye know where ye are in the castle?”
“A dungeon… There is a man here. He is…” She closed her eyes, unable to look at me.
Anger sliced up my spine. “Tell me he hasna touched ye.”
“Not yet. He is planning to do experiments. Please, come to me, Rory.”
My blood boiled with rage, fear, anguish. I was so close to her, touching her, and yet I was so far away. Twenty years to be exact.
“I am coming for ye, love. Just remember that. I will come for ye. I love ye so much. This is my fault. I should have come upstairs with ye, then that bitch could not have taken ye.”
“Nay, nay.” Moira shook her head. “The woman used trickery. She was determined. There was no way we could have stopped her. If not that night, then another. Now kiss me, before we both wake.”
I leaned down and kissed her with all the love that filled me, praying it gave us both the strength we needed.
All too quickly, she was gone from me. I jerked awake in a cold sweat. Ewan was hovering over me, shaking my shoulder.
“’Tis your shift.”
“We are in the wrong time,” I croaked. “Moira is in 1371.”
“Ye had a vision, good. Are ye certain?”
I nodded. “As certain as I am laying in front of ye now.”
Shona murmured from the bed, “We have to find Emma and Logan. They have the time key.”
