Marked in a Vision (13 page)

“Jay is O negative.  Can you cross-match his blood too?” Cass said.  The doctor nodded his head, but he hesitated for a second before he said, “The chances of her surviving are slim.  If she was mated to a werewolf, maybe, or if she was a werewolf herself, but being human, this is going to play havoc with her system.  If she survives, I will be truly shocked.”  With those words, he headed back up stairs to get a sample from Jay.

Sasha leaned into Mark and cried
as Stacy leaned heavily onto Jacob. 

“If only he had marked her, but he wanted to wait for her birthday,” Mark said sadly.
  Sasha closed her eyes as she whispered, “Today is her birthday.”

Cass looked down at the sleeping Michaela knowing that she should put her to bed, but she
was
unwillingly to let her go just yet.

“Stan, do you think marking her now would help?” Cass asked as she lifted her head to him her eyes sad.

“She must accept the mark, honey,” Stan said sadly.

Sasha
opened her eyes and
sat up at this, “Does that mean that she must be awake for it?”

Stan frowned, “I do not know.  This has never happened before, bu
t she needs to give him permission
to mark her and she is not awake to do that.”

“Emily gave her permission
the night she was taken.  That was the last thing she told me, she wanted me to tell him that she loved him and that she would let him mark
her
no matter what happened.”

Stan looked at her and his
eyes
started
to
glow with understanding.  He was already standing up when he had to make sure, “Are you positive
Sasha that she gave her permission
?”

Sasha nodded her head, “Yes, I am positive that is what she signed to me.”

Stan was already out of the room after she said yes.  He went running up the stairs taking them three at a time.  He met the doctor coming down, but he did not stop to say anything but
gave him
a quick nod.  The doctor looked at him in confusion before shaking his head, and headed out the door hoping that Jay’s blood sample would be the cross-match for the young woman to accept.

“Jay,” Stan said going into the room where he stood still for a second.  Jay was
lying
on the bed ne
xt to Emily whose brown hair
spread out on the pillow and her skin was so pale that it was creepy.

“Yes, Dad,” Jay said not looking up from where he was gently running his fingers through her hair.

“Sasha said that she told you that Emily gave her consent for you to mark her,” Stan said snapping out of his daze.

“Yes, she told me so in the library
before we started discussing the
attack,” Jay confirmed.  He lifted his head to look at his father, “Why?”

“If she gave her consent, then you should be able to mark her even though she is not awake,” Stan explained. 

Jay’s eyes widened but he said, “You said that the process could be very painful and the chances of success are slim at best, but in this condition, would she be able to even handle it at all?”

“I do not know,” Stan admitted softly.

“Dad, I do not want to lose her before I had the chance to really love her.  I have not even told her yet that I do love her; not while she was awake to hear it,” Jay admitted and Stan could see the unshed
tears
in son’s face.  To see those tears broke Stan’s heart for Jay was one of the strongest man and wolf he knew, and that
was
not just the father biased speaking, either.

“What do you want to do?” Stan asked him quietly.

Jay sat there for a moment looking at his father.  Then he sighed, “The doctor took a sample of my blood, and he is going to cross-match it to make sure that she will not reject it.  If she can accept it, I am going to go ahead with the transfusion although I do not know what th
ey will do to her since it will
be werewolf blood.”

Stan saw the look that Jay threw at him and he just shrugged for he did not know what
it would do either
.

“I want to wait until then,” Jay said.  “Then if all else fails, I will mark her.
”  Then he said so softly that Stan almost missed it, “
I wanted to mark her with her looking at me, and not like this.”

Stan understood, “Of course, Jay.  However, p
lease do not wait long.  You never know what may
happen.”

Jay nodded his head as he turned his attention back to Emily, and Stan sighed quietly walking out of the room.  Going back downstairs, he explained what Jay told him and although Stacy and Jacob were upset of why he was hesitating once he explained the reasons, they left it alone.

The doctor arrived the next day with the transfusion equipment for Jay’s blood sample provided a good cross-match, and he wanted to start the transfusion right away.

“I cannot guarantee this will work, Jay,” he stated quietly on the third
day
as they continued the transfusion.

“I understand,” Jay, said quietly moving back to the bed to lie next to her.  The doctor shook his head as he left the room hoping against hope that this would work.

For three days, Emily received blood transfusions until the doctor was satisfied that she had been giving enough to sustain her and to increase her body systems.  Still she did not wake her, and her heart rate was still low although her blood pressure was starting to stabilize.

Chapter 15

It was a week later as Jay lay next to Emily on the bed that he knew he was going to have to attempt the marking.  He lay next to
her
playing with her
hair
and whispering, “Baby, please wake up for me.  I miss you. I never got the chance to tell you I love you.  Your sister is going crazy without you although Mark is doing his best to keep
her
occupied.  Your mom and dad are
devastated, and Michaela feels as if it is her fault.  We all need you so you need to wake up for us.  Please, baby.”  He began to cry softly as he fell asleep.

Then the dream began
.

.

Jay looked around him in confusion for it looked like a garden with wildflowers everywhere.

”This is one of my
favorite
spots
although I only see it in my dreams
,” a voice said and
he
spun around to see Emily looking at him. She had on a yellow sundress that drifted across her frame to stop a little above her knees.

“Emily,” he croaked as she laughed.  He ran over to her and picked her up spinning her around in circles.

“I missed you,” he said his face buried in her neck.

“I love you,” she whispered running her hands through his hair.

He pulled back to look at her, “I love you, too, Emily Ann.”  She pouted at him for using her middle name, but her brown hairs were shining so brightly that
the amber hues stood out
.

“Took you long enough,” she teased, and he laughed as he hugged her to him.

“Do you think you are going to wake up?” he asked her.

“I do not know.  I enjoy being here for this were I find myself when I am scared or lonely,” she answered.

“H
ave you visited it recently,” he asked needing to know.

She smiled at him with her shining e
yes, “Yes at first, but then you begin appearing.  First as a shadow figure with only your green eyes giving me a clue to your identity and then later just you alone was enough
.”

He ran his hand lightly down her hair, “Did you mean what you said to Sasha?”

“Every word,” she said without hesitation.  Jay leaned forward and kissed her gently, but the passion flared between them like always.

He pulled away putting his forehead against hers
, “
Dad thinks that if I mark you then maybe you
will
wake up,” he confessed.

Emily looked at him for a moment, “What do you think?”

“I do not want to lose you, but I do not want you to suffer either,” Jay admitted.  “Dad said it would be painful for you because
of the bite and how it affects you.”

“I already have your blood flowing through me,” she whispered.  “What can happen from you marking me?”

“You could die,” Jay whispered his secret fear.

Emily looked at him and she smiled at him with love in her eyes as
she
placed a hand on his cheek, “Then I die, but you will know that I loved you more than anything.”

“I was going to do it tonight, but I fell asleep,” he whispered against her parted lips.

Emily laughed lightly, “Since this is a dream, would you like to mark me in our dream as working up the nerve to do it tomorrow?”

Jay narrowed his eyes at her although the green eyes wer
e blazing with happiness, “Is this a dream or a vision?”

Emily titled her head to the side as a frown crossed her fa
ce, “
It could be, but I am not sure.  It is just here and now at the moment.”

“Then lets take it as you say, here and now,” Jay said
as he pulled her closer to him.

She just laughed but she looked at him as if asking what to do.  He smiled at her then he leaned down until his face was in the crook of her neck, and Emily tilted her head to the side to allow him better access.

“This may
hurt,
” he whispered as he placed his arms around her waist and she nodded her head as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He kissed her neck where his mark would g
o and he let his canines extend out before he grasped he
r tightly to him and bit down in
to her skin.  He felt his canines go through the skin and Emily tensed in his arms at the pressure.  Then his can
ines retracted and
he
licked at the
punctures on her skin that were already closing.

“Are you
okay,” he asked kissing her gently again where his mark was already beginning to form.

“Yes,” Emily answered opening her eyes and Jay gasped as he saw the amber hues in her beautiful brown eyes become more pronounce as the brown became a little darker.

“Jay,” she whispered looking at him with a frown.

“Your eyes,” he whispered in awe.  “The amber hue that shows only when you laugh are more pronounced now.”  Emily laughed and he watched in amazement when the amber hue seemed to grow within her eyes almost obliterating the brown.

“Do you like what you see?” she teased.

Jay showed her by kissing her senseless and he kn
ew that if this was one of her visions, he would not mind being pulled into one again if it was like this one
.

Jay woke up slowly as the dream faded from his mind, and he groaned with sorrow and disa
ppointment.  He looked down at E
mily as he reached out to stroke her ha
ir, but his hand froze before it
got there.  He saw a mark on the opening of her nightgown that Sasha and Stacy changed her into, and Jay reached with a shaky hand to pull it back a little to reveal it.  His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw his mark sitting below her collarbone.  It was his
mark
,
which was simply his name and her name twined together as if by inte
rconnecting lines, or a plant wrapping
around
their names
making them one.  He traced it lightly with his forefinger wondering how this could be possible.  He marked her in a dream,
or
was it
a vision,
he
was
not completely
positive about that, and he knew that he did not mark
her
before waking.

Dad, I need you for a moment
he said still tracing the mark with his finger.

Yes,
his dad
replied
.  He looked down at his own chest to see the same mark on his chest.  The only difference was that the mark on her, his name came first where as the mark on him, her name came first, but they still had the lines circling their names. 

“What is the problem, Jay?” Stan said coming into the room quietly.  Jay looked up at him in confusion then Stan saw it, the mark on Jay’s chest.

“You did it,” Stan whispered.

Jay looked at him in bewilderment, “I marked her in a dream, dad.  I fell asleep before I marked her last night and I dreamt about her.  In the dream, she said I should mark
her
so that it would give me courage to do
it
for real this morning, but when I woke…” he stammered off not knowing how else to explain.