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"Not exactly." His eyes blinked robotically and his breath came out in a sigh. "You’re In Between. When you kissed me, I was in a state to take Malini’s soul. That part of me latched on to you instead. Normally when that happens, I usher the soul to either heaven or hell but, normally, the person is dead. Because you were not dead, your soul clung to your body. I found myself unwilling to kill you, and since I was attached, I brought you back here, to my home."

Back, back, she toppled away from him. Her breath came up short and she gripped the bedpost to hold herself up. Under her fingers, the ornate carvings of skulls and twisted body parts decorated the wood. What the hell did she think would happen? She'd kissed Death. She wasn’t going back.

"I thought I would die. When I kissed you, I expected it to be the end," she said breathlessly. "But I didn’t know what that meant."

"It should have meant death. It should have meant heaven or hell. I broke the rules bringing you here."

Steadying herself, Mara folded her arms across her chest in an attempt to hold the emotions swirling through her torso inside her skin. The next logical question begged to be asked, but she was afraid of the answer. "What happens when you break the rules here?"

"It’s never happened before, Mara, but if I had to guess, either God or Lucifer is going to notice they’re missing a soul, and when they do, they will want an explanation."

"And they’ll come to you to get it."

He bowed his head in agreement.

"I’m sorry, Henry. I’m so sorry I got you into this."

Henry appeared in front of her, his hands rubbing her shoulders and his face softening to a more human expression that could only be described as tortured.

"Do not be sorry for me. I wanted you here. I felt a connection to you from the moment I saw you. I can’t explain it, but last night, for the first time in forever, I felt whole. I almost felt human again."

"I’m only nineteen. I wasn’t ready to die." As much as Mara wanted to hold it together, the knowledge that her future was gone, wiped out with one choice, hit her like a bulldozer. Eternity was a very long time to ponder a choice like that. The words broke on her tongue and she did something she rarely allowed herself to do. She cried.

"I am sorry you are only nineteen, but this was your choice. You kissed me." He backed away, a hand on his heart. "Do you regret your decision?"

Mara wiped under her eyes and tried to give him an honest answer. He deserved as much. "Yes...No. I felt it, too. When we shook hands, it was like...I can’t describe it. I didn’t want to let go." Her butt landed on the bed and she met his dark eyes. "It felt like I’d been under water my entire life and you were my first breath of clean air."

The smile that Henry rewarded her with was worth any price she’d paid. It was a smile that said her feelings weren’t one sided. They’d shared a connection, one she didn’t entirely understand but an important one nonetheless.

He took a tentative step forward, then another. Kneeling down in front of her, he scooped her hands into his. "If that is true, then I have a proposal to make."

Mara’s eyebrows shot skyward at the word proposal, given that Henry was on his knee. Her spine stiffened.

"Until they find you, maybe we should enjoy the time we have," Henry said.

Of course. She didn’t really think he’d propose something more serious. Looking down at her wrinkled gray dress, Mara tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "This is awkward. It’s like the walk of shame but without the actual walk. Can I borrow your shower? And maybe a toothbrush."

Henry stood, raising an eyebrow. "Allow me to introduce you to the pleasures of the In Between world." Henry focused his attention and a basket appeared on his dresser, overflowing with soaps, hair care products, and her requested toothbrush.

"How did you do that?"

Positioning himself behind her, he slid his hand down her arm, sending electric tingles through her skin to her bellybutton and below. He reached her wrist and extended her hand, palm up.

"This realm is constructed from thought. If you can think it, you can create it. This castle, everything you see, is my creation. Let’s see if you can create something. Start small. Something that can fit in your hand."

Mara concentrated. A silver swirl danced across her palm and disappeared. "It’s not working."

"You must solely picture what you want. Block out all other thoughts and feelings. Think of it as analyzing the thing down to the atoms that make it up. Concentrate."

She closed her eyes and pictured the one thing she couldn’t live without. It was her crutch and what made her different from everyone else. It was her history and maybe a piece of her soul. She thought of her bell.

It wove itself out of the air, not instantly as it had for Henry but chunk by chunk. First the wooden handle, then the crown, shoulders and waist, and finally the clapper. She opened her eyes and wrapped her fingers around the finished product. Perfect.

"I left it behind when I kissed you. I can’t remember where. This one feels exactly the same."

"It won’t work here." Henry frowned.

Mara gripped the bell tighter and brought it too her chest. "Why not?"

"Time doesn’t exist here, not really. Nothing here ages. Nothing changes unless we want it to. There’s nothing to stop."

"But that's impossible. Things happen here. I was in bed. Now, I'm not. Time has passed."

"But here it isn't measurable. On Earth, the planet is spinning. Hours, days, years are measured by its rotation. The In Between isn't a physical place. Things happen but time isn't measured in the same way."

"Oh," was all she could manage. She stared desperately at the bell, her soul sagging to that dark place that threatened to own her. The bed called to her. Maybe she could crawl into it and never come out.

"Do you like horses?" As if he could sense her despondency, Henry pulled her backward into his chest and kissed the top of her head.

"I think so. I mean, I’ve never met one in person."

"The bathroom is through that door." He pointed at a section of wall that transformed into a door at his will. "Clean up and change into the clothes inside, and I will take you on a date to meet my horses. We will worry about the rest when we have to."

She pivoted in his arms. With Henry’s body pressed against her, he’d shed the stiff composure of Death. His chest rose and fell. His dark eyes searched hers from below long lashes. His full lips parted and a blush colored his cheeks in an expression Mara could only describe as longing. Forgetting everything else, she gave into the beat of the drum whose rhythm had grown stronger in her chest. Lifting on her tiptoes, she met his lips with hers. It felt just as good as the night before. A walk in the moonlight. The flutter of raven wings. Dark water on a cold night. Thoughts that should have scared her filled her with wanting, a blazing fire beneath her sternum.

She wasn’t sure how long the kiss lasted. It was as timeless as the In Between.

"I can’t wait to spend the day with you," she said, when she finally pulled away. She lifted the basket, pausing at the bathroom door. "Henry, can I tell you something?"

"Of course."

"Not one day of my life has felt normal. I’ve watched people through windows doing normal things: eating together, hugging their children, doing the damned laundry. But I’ve never had that. I’ve never been a part of what the world called normal. My life’s been...complicated. Kissing you here, in this place between places, it feels right. It feels like home."

He didn’t respond with words but pressed his right hand over his heart and bowed slightly at the waist. She ducked inside the bathroom, swearing not to waste any more time feeling sorry for herself.

 

Chapter 5

Dane

 

Dane woke coughing. A sulfur stench burned in his nostrils. He turned on his side. Jagged stone cut into his shoulder and blistering heat scorched his lungs. He pried his eyes open against the pain. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he blinked. Fire. He was too close to the fire. A wicked headache threatened to knock him over but he forced himself to his feet and turned in a circle, following the path of the flames that surrounded him.

Lucifer grinned on the other side of the blaze. "Careful." Fire shot up, forcing him back to the center of the circle. "I wouldn’t want you to burn. Not yet anyway. I still need you alive."

The circle he was in was about twelve feet in diameter. Beyond the flames, pillars of dark stone marked a brutal landscape. There were things out there. Things he couldn’t see clearly in the darkness beyond. Things that shifted unnaturally in the shadows.

"You brought me to hell," Dane rasped.

"Yes. Home, sweet home. Do you like it? You don’t think the brimstone makes it look small do you?"

"Why? Why did you take me?" Dane focused on movement beyond the flames. A creature on the other side of the fire licked oily black lips and sniffed hungrily in Dane’s direction. Shaped loosely like a dog, it was less human looking than a Watcher, without eyes or ears but plenty of razor sharp teeth and claws.

"Because you pissed me off. A petty human like you involving yourself so willingly in the battle between good and evil. You would give up your life to protect your friends." He gave a sinister chuckle. "I’m giving them the chance to return the favor."

Despite the oppressive heat, Dane shivered. "I don’t belong here. I believe in God. You can’t keep my soul in hell forever."

"No. I can’t." Lucifer rolled his blue eyes. "A tiny inconvenience. What I can do is torture you for as long as I can keep you alive and then kill you. Sure, you’ll go to heaven, and in the grand scheme of things, that’s what matters, right?" Grinning, he circled Dane's fiery prison, the oily creature heeling to his side as he walked by. "But fortunately for me, human hearts think life is precious, and your life could buy me something I want."

"I don’t understand," Dane said.

"You wouldn’t. Let me try to explain." He stroked the head of the creature at his side. "When I left the Great Oppressor’s power—"

"You mean, God."

"DON’T use that name in my presence."

The flames shot higher and Dane had to cover his face with his arm to protect it from the heat.

"As I was saying, when I left, certain realities came into being. You might call them laws or limitations, but think of them like the law of gravity. There was no agreement, only consequences."

Dane blinked at Lucifer's blond illusion.

"Let me put this in terms your underdeveloped psyche can comprehend. Think of the universe as a giant football field. Hell is the south goal post and heaven is the north. The earthly realm exists at the fifty-yard line. Between here and there is Nod. Beautiful place. They’d love you there. You look very tasty." He raised an eyebrow and gave an evil grin.

Dane hugged his chest.

"The In Between exists on heaven’s side of the earthly realm and even though the immortals are supposed to be neutral, they’ve always favored their neighbor to the north. As such, Fate has played a cruel trick on me. Human souls like yours are easy for me to manipulate. I can feel each one of them swarming all over the planet. But Soulkeepers? Very hard to see. Very hard to find. Malini was almost impossible until my Watcher, Cord, captured an imprint of her soul." Lucifer pulled a circular object from his pocket. A hologram projected from the disc held in his palm, Malini covered in Watcher blood.

Stomach twisting, Dane covered his mouth to keep from throwing up.

"Such delicate sensibilities," Lucifer said. He collapsed the image and slid the disc back into his pocket. "As I was saying, Soulkeepers exist to balance the power of my Watchers. Abigail is a Watcher, down to her very bones. I’ve tolerated her living in the earthly realm in the past because she’s always remained neutral. But when she conjured the list of all the Soulkeepers’ names, she shifted north of neutral. That list should have been mine, just as she is mine. I was able to retrieve the list itself but she placed a spell on the names so that I can’t read them. Do you see the injustice? If Abigail crosses over to serve the Great Oppressor, then I should get something in return. I should get the Soulkeepers. You, Dane, are my guarantee that balance will be restored."

"Why are you telling me this?" Dane shook his head. "You're lying. It doesn’t make sense. Abigail’s been on our side for years. You’re not interested in balance."

"Silence!"

Lucifer snapped his fingers and two pillars of light formed on either side of him. Inside the pillars, Malini formed to the left and Dr. Silva formed to the right. Their bodies glowed, slightly transparent against the darkness.

For a moment, Malini examined her surroundings like a bee trapped under glass.

"Dane!" She banged her hands against the inside of the pillar.

In the other tube, Dr. Silva’s expression turned stone cold, unreadable. She linked her hands behind her back.

"Welcome, ladies," Lucifer said.

"Let him go. Let him go!" Malini cried. The look on her face brought tears to Dane’s eyes. She cared. She really cared about him.

"I will, Malini, but only if you give me what I want first. Translate the list. Give me the Soulkeepers and I’ll give you your friend."

Her eyes darted around her tube, then landed on Dane. Her face begged him for forgiveness. "Never. Never." The words came out broken, like an apology.

"And what about you, Abigail? Will you do what I need you to do, or does Dane die?"

"You can’t keep him here. His soul isn’t yours," she responded.

"Don’t tell me what I can and cannot do," Lucifer hissed. "I’ve ruled for thousands of years, Abigail. You of all should know what I am capable of." The flames heightened around Dane. "Let me make this perfectly clear. For every day that you two refuse to help me, your friend’s cell will shrink. One foot for one Earth day. At midnight on the eleventh day, if I don’t have my list, Dane will
barbecue
."

Malini covered her face with her hands.

"Don’t do it, Malini," Dane cried.

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