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wanted to… I needed to see you again.”

  “Did you jump the border? Are you going to be deported?!”

  Will grinned at her panic, assuring her that was not the issue. “Can we go somewhere to talk? If you can’t, I understand.” It was a miracle he could respond to her at all. Was that his voice talking? It sounded too soft, apologetic, unsure.

  “If I go, can I ask you some questions about that day?” Sarah was looking for information, just as much as Sam had been.

  Was her heart pounding so hard she could feel her rib cage vibrate? His was. “Yes, of course.”

  Sarah led him to a nearby café where they could sit and talk in peace. The large glass window of the shop was warmly lit with golden lights that sparkled against the glass. They walked in and he instantly felt the tickle of a barrier rubbing against his energy. The café had shields around it. He pushed out his own barriers, testing the shields around him. The shields were strong.

  Someone here was from magick.

  He noticed the totems spread around the small coffee shop. They were made to look like kitschy decoration, but he knew better. The totems were sources of power, thrumming with energy. He instinctively went into a defensive mode.

  Sarah looked at him, her eyes bright as her smile. “This is where I like to study. Something about the ambiance in this place really gets my creative juices flowing.”

  Will followed her to an empty table and pulled out a chair next to the aisle for her. He took the seat across from her, with his back against a wall and where he could clearly see the entirety of the small café. He scanned the room, reading each of the patrons that sat around them.

  “Do a lot of people come here?” he asked.

  “Umm, mostly just regulars. I always see the same people.”

  “Do you know the owner?”

  “A little. She’s really nice. That’s her over there.” Sarah pointed to a petite woman with long flowing blond hair and deep brown eyes. She looked delicate and otherworldly.

  The café owner twisted her willowy frame towards their table. She was staring at Will, her eyes brightening. You are safe here. A soothing, melodic voice echoed in his mind as the beautiful woman bowed to them before turning away to speak with another patron.

  Sarah’s brows twisted, confusion shadowing her eyes as she looked at Will. “Did you hear that?” She was looking around, trying to find the source of the mysterious voice.

  He didn’t answer. Now that the café owner had accepted him as a friend, he could focus on Sarah. He wanted to just watch her and sear her beauty into his memory to always have her near.

  She was nervous, but so was he. More than he’d ever been in his twenty years.

  She turned to him, “Do you know her, the owner?”

  Will shook his head. “I’ve never met her before, but I can see why you like it here. It’s very cozy.”

  She cleared her throat, “Sooo, what are you doing in San Francisco?”

  “I wanted to see you again.” Will’s voice was a hushed whisper. How do you tell someone you’ve just met that you’ve been in love with them? How do you tell a stranger that you’ve been together before -- in past lives?

  Rosa had told him that each lifetime was unique. That even if they’d been mates before, didn’t mean they would be again in this life. He hadn’t wanted to hear it. What would he do if she was meant for another in this life? Could he live knowing the missing part of his soul was with another?

  He reached for her hands and held them lightly, his thumbs stroking her fingers. “What did you want to ask me?”

  She straightened in her seat, “What happened in Tijuana?” She didn’t hesitate with her question.

  He looked at their entwined hands for a long time. “You witnessed something that should have been hidden from you, but… you were able to see.”

  “Hidden? Your fight was out in the open. Rosa… in the restaurant… ” Her mind seemed to be turning over a thousand questions.

  “I don’t know that I’m the right person to provide you with an explanation.” He was still learning and he hoped he could find the right words, “There’s a world steeped with power and wonder, and you’re a part of it. I’m just beginning to understand my part in it.” He turned his head away for a moment and then locked his gaze back onto Sarah.

  “What are you saying, Will?” she looked confused.

  “You are a rare diamond, extremely unique… special.” It was time. “Close your eyes. Trust me.” He connected with her subconscious and opened up his mind to show her what he had seen -- the glimpse of their union. Would she know that radiant energy was her own? He prayed she would.

  Her fingers tightened around his. Her essence opened with his touch. He felt her powers surge into him like a storm, gripping every fiber of his being, making his heart clench as their energies merged and they lived their lifetimes together in one breath.

  She opened her eyes slowly as he felt the walls that she kept tightly gartered around her fall away. He knew that her heart had instantly recognized that the man sitting across from her was her other half. She was remembering that she’d always been his. He sensed the swelling of her heart while all her feelings for him rose from within her soul, waking up forgotten memories of past lives spent with the man before her.

  He brought her hands to his lips and kissed the tops of her hands slowly. “My beautiful angel,” he whispered into his kiss.

  I love you. It was a whisper sent by her heart. There was no reason or logic to this moment; that she would love a stranger with her entire being, or that he would love her the same… but it was true, and that was all that mattered. I’m yours and I will love you eternally, she whispered in his mind. Her voice was a soothing balm on his soul, anointing every part of his being, reminding him that he was now whole and he was loved.

  We are one Sarah. I knew you the moment I saw you. Their minds and their hearts were one, once again. Their union was inevitable, as sure as the stars burned in the sky. He felt like crying. He was overcome with joy. She’d accepted him and they would be together.

  He held her gaze and kissed her hand again, her perfumed lotion filling his senses, like her energy had filled his soul.

  Her energy was closing, slowly shrinking back, and separating to bring her completely back into her own.

  He felt the weight of another vision bearing down on him. He dipped his head and closed his eyes, gripped by the images rushing into his mind. He clasped her hand tightly while his heart thundered, making him sweat.

  This vision was his to bear and he kept it from her, even as she opened her essence up to him, comforting him, and letting him feel her eternal love for him.

  “Will, is everything okay?” her voice was trembling.

  He nodded quickly, as a crystalline voice began to fade into the recesses of his mind. Protect them, protect them at all cost.

  He’d been given another glimpse of his future. A child would be born in this lifetime, a special one; the only one that he and Sarah would ever have. This child would be born under a raging storm, a great power that will bear the might of all four elements… He tried to hold on to the vision, to see more of what may come, but it ended too quickly.

  He wasn’t given enough information to know what might lay ahead for him and his future family. Protect them, protect them at all cost. His heart twinged at the resonant voice in his mind and he pledged his soul to uphold the command.

  He looked up, finally released from the intensity of the vision. Sarah had moved and was sitting next to him. She looked him over, concern dimming her bright energy. “I’m okay.” He reassured her.

  She let her breath go and pulled him into an embrace as tears streamed down her cheeks. “You scared me. I thought I was going to lose you already.”

  He leaned his forehead on hers and closed his eyes, letting her energy soothe him. He caught her faltering breath in a tender kiss.

  “I love you,” she sighed against his lips.

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bsp; The prelude to their life had begun.

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  Cecily Magnon is from the fertile valleys of northern California, where she lives with her husband and kids, and gets inspired by the diversity, beauty, and bounty of the people and of the land around her.

  A self-proclaimed nerd girl, Cecily has had a fascination with all topics outside of the norm since she was a little girl. Things of fantasy, magick, sci-fi, the supernatural, and day dreams are the juice that nourishes her imagination and infuse into her writing.

  According to Cecily, there is no such thing as “ordinary” when you believe and you see that the everyday is filled with magick.

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