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Jessi stared. Ryan had described his two meetings with them. Nothing he had told her had prepared her for what she was watching. Even in the dim light of the hospital room, Jessi could make out the features of his face. There was a look of compassion in his eyes as he spoke to Ryan and at the same time his hand caressed Ryan's cheek. Jessi was watching Ryan as she saw his eyes flicker open for a brief moment. She squeezed Charlie's hand so tight that he winced in pain.
The warrior walked over to Jessi and spoke to her. She looked at Charlie. "What is he saying?"
Charlie looked at Jessi. "He said that Ryan loves you and for you to go to him."
Jessi hesitated for a moment and then got up from her chair and walked over to Ryan. She looked into his eyes. They were open, and seemed to be looking at her. She took his hand in hers and whispered, "I love you."
She could have sworn that he tried to squeeze her hand. She looked back at where Charlie and the Lakota warrior were. Only Charlie was there, and he had tears of happiness in his eyes.
Once a rock starts to roll down a mountain, it is a difficult thing to stop. Events are beginning to move in the mountains. Things don't always look like what they seem. The magic of mountains has reached out and touched the one they have captured. The torch is being passed to a new generation.
