"All right," Hankura agreed reluctantly. "Take off the neural block, Casir."
Casir didn't move immediately. He cast a worried glance from one to the other of his friends. He didn't like what they were contemplating. He wanted to save this Tregan deserter just as much as they did, but not at the risk of their lives.
You don't have to do this. Even as his thought passed to them he realized they would not be dissuaded. Casir felt suddenly helpless. There was no way he could help them once they connected with Orin Hart's life essence. Only their own strength of will combined could bring them back from the dark chasm.
What they were about to do went far beyond anything that he and Lanimer had done. For Hankura and Chelle, this was a matter of life and death---an ultimate test of will.
Chelle pulled off her gloves and mask, and Hankura did the same. Casir shut down the neural block. As Hankura sensed his intention to stay, he shook his dark head. I know you want to help, my friend, but you can't. We have to do this alone. Please do not interfere.
Casir looked at them both intently and gave them an eloquent nod of his head. He loved them both, and he would do as they asked, hard as it was. "Good luck," he murmured with a husky catch in his throat. He was afraid for them. He embraced them both suddenly before he strode briskly from the chamber.
Then Hankura and Chelle stood alone with the silent form of Orin Hart, his life slipping away, second by second. Hankura became enveloped in a wave of emotion as he gazed down into his wife's sparkling blue eyes. He understood more clearly than ever that this would be a healing for them as well. He brought his hand to her cheek in an exquisitely gentle caress as he touched his lips to hers. How he loved her!
We are one like the water that soars in the fountain. Your love is my love. Your sorrow, my sorrow, your joy, my joy... my life, your life. We are one on the Path of Insight. We are one as the water that soars in the fountain. Your soul is my soul---we are one in life...death...eternity. Thus, is the Circle of Life. Together, we seek life for us, for Orin Hart, and for the son in our womb. We, as one spirit, seek the light of life.
Eyes held eyes, mind held mind, and then Chelle turned to the silent form on the table. The silence was broken only by the soft gurgling sound of the life support machine. In their singleness of purpose, Hankura and Chelle didn't hear it.
Hankura stood close behind Chelle as she held her hands poised over Orin Hart's massive chest. He moved still closer, molding her body against his as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Pressing his cheek against her hair, he lost himself in her spirit. Chelle leaned into his strength, immersing herself in the warmth of his love, and they became enveloped in the psychic aura of their life's essence. Slowly, Chelle lowered her tingling hands to touch the body and soul of a man called Orin Hart. Mentally, she approached the tiny fault in Orin’s natural mental block.
They-one---she and Hankura---were instantly plunged into a chasm of darkness. At first, it seemed like an endless dark tunnel with no light to guide them. Were they too late? No nightmare or reality could have prepared them from the cold, stark terror that gripped them on the blind journey. Falling, falling, falling with no sense of up or down.
Then, as if through a window, they sensed a tiny ember glowing in the distance. It beckoned them---the life essence of Orin Hart. There was a deathly stillness as the ember faded. They-one crawled through the window at the end of the tunnel guided by the faint light. Their light filled the darkness and touched the fading glow. In their light, Orin Hart glowed brighter and stronger, drawing energy from their light until they-one began to dim in his light.
His ember grew brighter and brighter. Flames grew up all around them, threatening to swallow up they-one. Orin Hart pulled at their light, hungry for the warmth that his essence lacked. But they-one stood bravely among the flames against his pulling and tearing until they-one nearly drifted into he and she again. He and she drew near death's ridge, the thread of their bond taut and thin.
Then the bond was strengthened by the tiny entity that was to be their son, and they were enveloped in the warmth of his essence which strengthened their bond and drew them together---three one. They came back from the edge of the chasm, taking back from Orin Hart some of their waning strength. They fled back through the window, into the black abyss.... back into the light of he and she.
Orin Hart lived. He and she lived. The unborn child lived.
It was some time before Hankura became aware of the light inside the surgical cell again and the warmth of Chelle's supple body gripped tightly against him. She gasped for breath against his crushing hold on her rib cage. Slowly, he realized and loosened his hold so she could breathe more easily. She was limp in his arms, but her deep, even breathing reassured him. He pulled the surgical cap from her head and blotted the dampness from her face. He tenderly caressed the soft, cropped hair that framed her face in wispy curls and smiled. The healing had been theirs as well. He didn't have to look at the readouts to know they had won.
The quest had weakened their bodies, but Hankura felt his spirit soaring with hers. After a time, he found the strength to lift her in his arms and carry her out in the cool of dawn.
Casir met them outside. Med-Techs were arriving to transport Orin Hart to a sealed life support chamber at the Elran clinic.
"Thank, Goddess!" Casir sighed. "He almost took you. I sense you're both very weak."
"We are," Hankura whispered. "She was right, you know. Love saved us in the form of our child. I never dreamed...."
"Nor I." Casir shook his head in awe, his pale cat-like eyes filled with relief. "Let me help you." He held out his arms, and together they carried Chelle to the waiting hovercraft. Casir helped them both inside then stepped back and stood watching until the craft lifted and slowly glided away. Then he smiled. They were going to be all right.