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of sleep and into the Dreamtime with us,” he said. He reached down and wrapped a hand around Ethan’s. “Watch.”
    I could barely tear my eyes away from once-immortal boyfriend, but I obeyed. I watched as Jack gripped Ethan firmly by the hand and began to pull. It was like watching someone peel off a layer of old tape. Ethan’s body continued to sleep, but a faintly blue version of himself separated, bit by bit, from the rest of him. It seemed to take forever. An arm came free, then the other arm, and then, with one mighty pull, all of Ethan’s upper body.
    Shrouded in blue and blinking sleepily, Ethan’s Dreamtime self propped up on his elbows. “What the…” he began, but then his eyes lighted on me. Conflicting emotions raced across his face so fast I couldn’t identify them.
    And then, with a small shout of what sounded suspiciously like joy, he pulled me into his arms.
    For the first time in what seemed like years, I finally felt at home.



ow to describe seeing Ethan again, unharmed, when my imagination had painted such a terrible, terrible picture?
    I had thought he might be dead or injured. But now he stood before me, and I couldn’t read all I saw in his eyes. There was too much; it moved too fast, and I had my own feelings I struggled with. They rushed to drown me as surely as the tide, and I couldn’t stop staring. I wrapped my arms tightly around my middle and held on for dear life. I felt off balance, insecure: what if he rejected me? I had lied to him, betrayed them all … and yet here I was, fresh from his brother’s realm, carrying deadly Shadows.
    I shouldn’t have worried. Before I could exhale, I was in his embrace after so, so long. Enclosed in a cocoon, I was safe from the world, at last. We were bound together with arms and fingers and lips, Ethan and I, hungry and devouring. His scent overwhelmed me. I gulped it down greedily. I was already used to the air of the Twilight Kingdom, and Ethan smelled like wet earth and grass after a rain. Life. Love.
Ethan
. I burrowed even deeper into the collar of his soft wrinkled cotton shirt. I realized, to my surprise, that I was crying.
    Irises the color of a river in summer looked down at me. Stubbly cheeks and bleary, red-rimmed eyes pointed to a man who wasn’t sleeping well, but to me, he was beautiful. I thought of the sight of him in the mornings in our old apartment, watching as he got ready for his day.
    A normal day, full of work and errands and chores. A normal life we shared together. In spite of all the angels and demons and magic that I now knew surrounded us, we had still managed to carve out what passed for a normal life. And I was just realizing how much I missed that, held closely in Ethan’s arms as if I was precious and breakable. It was fitting, too, because I felt so, so brittle right now.
    “God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered into my hair. He buried his face in it and gently nuzzled the top of my head. “I’ve been so worried, you can’t imagine…”
    “I think I can,” I whispered, pulling back enough so that I could see his face without missing out on the delicious sensation of being held. I threw myself against Ethan’s chest and hugged him for all I was worth.
    “Are you all right?” Ethan tucked me into the space between his chin and chest. I fit as perfectly as if that place had been made for me.
    I wanted to inhale him, drinking in every detail and burning it into my brain to save for another time. Later, I thought, when I was awake and trying to survive Belial’s Kingdom. That was when I’d take this memory out of my pocket like a folded note, and hold on to it so tightly that even Belial himself wouldn’t be able to shake me.
    I dodged the question because I didn’t want to lie to him. I was most definitely not all right as I was currently being held prisoner by a demon that looked just like him. But there was no point telling him that. He already knew.
    “I’m unharmed,” I said, forcing out