Page 44 of Highlander Unraveled
“You’ll have to catch me first,” he said.
And then he was gone from the room, simply disappearing into thin air.
I took a step back. Then a step forward. Turned in a circle. How had he done that? A trick of the eyes?
I dropped to my knees and checked beneath the bed. Opened up a set of doors but all that was in there were clothing type items.
“Where the bloody hell is he?”
The black box… It was a magical weapon of some sort.
“Logan… Is that you?”
Forget Steven, I whipped around to see Emma still prone on the bed.
“Oh, my love.” In two strides I was by her side, kneeling on the floor. I brushed the hair from her face feeling a knot on the side of her head. A bruise marred her cheek. “What did he do to ye?”
“I fell…” Her arms rose limply to stroke my face. “Is this another dream? Why do I still hurt? I don’t normally hurt in my dreams.”
“’Tis not a dream,” I whispered, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her lips. “I came for ye. We’re going to go home.”
Her hand moved softly against my body, flattening to my chest, a smile touched her mouth. “You came…”
“Aye. This place is madness.”
She laughed quietly. “Where is Saor?”
“He is safe, back at the castle, waiting for ye.”
Her eyes widened and she tried to sit up. “Where is Steven?” Panic filled her voice.
Should I tell her the man had simply disappeared into thin air? I had to; she’d been through hell and deserved to know.
“I dinna know.” I shook my head, still damned confused. “He pulled a black box from his pocket and next thing I know, he was gone.”
“A black box,” she murmured. “Mrs. MacDonald had a black box, too.”
“MacDonald?” I leapt to my feet. “Where is she? I’ll skin her alive.”
Emma sat up straighter, reaching for me. “No, no, Logan, she’s gone. Same black box.”
I knelt back by her side, cradling her body against mine. “I dinna understand. What is the black box?”
“I think it’s a device. A time traveling tool. There was a man, an elderly gentleman, that said he was Moira and Shona’s guardian. He told me there are time jumpers. That the Ayreshire lassies are in trouble.”
“Time jumpers?” I shook my head. This was a lot of information to take in and I wasn’t certain I understood all of it.
“Aye. We need to go. We need to get back to them. We have to protect them from whomever is coming for them.”
“Do ye have a black box?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“How do we get one?”
Emma tried to swing her legs over the side of the bed, and I helped her. She winced and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Och, love I wish I could take away your pain. Are there any herbals here? I could fetch ye some.”
