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The rest of the day was spent in relaxation, recovering from our near disastrous picnic. We rarely saw Katie, as she spent her time with Becky, taking care of her. Becky spent most of the day sleeping. Although we were sure she would survive, she was still weak.
I periodically stepped into their bedroom to check on Becky and see if Katie needed anything. The third time I checked, Katie grabbed my hand and pulled me down on the bed next to her.
"Thank you for everything you did for her," she breathed, just before she gave me a kiss that curled my toes.
"I didn't do anything, Little One," I assured her, after kissing her back.
"Well, I can't thank the others properly, so I'll thank you!" she said. She then proceeded to thank me very nicely for an hour or so. Even though I was being thanked for nothing, I enjoyed it. I wasn't going to pass it on to everyone else, though! Well, maybe some of them.
It was while we were resting afterwards that the stress of the last several hours finally hit Katie. She broke down and wept as I lay next to her, holding her. I let her pour it all out, including the horror of watching, feeling, and sensing her twin as she lay dying. After she stopped crying I helped her understand that she would not lose Becky as she feared. Becky woke up during our talk and smiled sweetly at the sight of Katie and me, in various stages of undress, holding each other. I spent some time sandwiched between the two girls, speaking words of comfort to both of them. Becky was happy that Little Sarah had survived.
Victoria, Rhonda, Robert, and John returned as I walked back into the living room. They had left earlier on a day trip to a park several hours away to spend time together rebuilding their own family unit. Victoria, the only one of the group with mental powers, had sensed the disturbance in my mind. She tried to contact me, but the communication failed to go through. That worried her enough that they immediately headed back to see what was happening. The failure to communicate disturbed me also, as it was the first failure of our mental connections any of us could recall, except in the caves in Arizona. I realized that there had been no mental communications between any of us during the battle. I had just assumed that we had been too busy to 'talk'. Now I wondered if something else was going on.
I also realized it was a mistake to allow all our marine 'guards', the ones trained and hired to keep watch over our family, to leave together. After the defeat and death of Bandor, we had relaxed, assuming that our enemies were gone. It was now obvious, after the fact, that there were other enemies out there. A little late, I vowed to do more to guard and protect my family. Although I was aware that if anyone really wanted to hurt us, no amount of security could stop them, I also realized that there was no sense in making it easier for them to do so.
I decided the first place to start sorting out what had happened would be to talk with our new guest, Arrian. I sat next to him and his daughter, Sarah.
"Welcome to our house. My name is Patrick, and I am the father, in one way or another, to all the girls you see here."
I introduced my family to him. Arrian and Cindi smiled brilliantly at each other when I introduced her. His hand lingered in hers as they shook hands. I smiled to myself as Arrian brought her hand to his lips, kissing it briefly. She wasn't in a hurry to take it back.
The faint blush on Cindi's face only made her more beautiful. Arrian finally took his eyes, and his hand, away from her as I asked him a question.
"You are very young for Sarah to be your daughter," I remarked. I gave him a friendly smile, hoping I wasn't being too forward.
"Sarah is not really my daughter..." That was as far as he got before Little Sarah interrupted.
"I am too! He's my Daddy and I'm his daughter!" she said, her eyes daring anyone to disagree, before she was overcome by an attack of shyness and embarrassment and hid her face in his shirt. Arrian smiled at her lovingly.
"Excuse me; I should have said that Sarah is not my biological daughter. She is the daughter of one of my teachers," he said. "And one of my... women," he added quietly, tickling Little Sarah until her giggles lit up the room.
His last statement captured everyone's attention.
"One of your women?" I asked, smiling innocently. Arrian smiled back at me.
"Is that concept foreign to you?" he asked, a twinkle in his eyes. He continued before I could answer. "I see the way all of these girls look at you, and how you look at them," he added. He spoke again before I could answer.
"It is interesting that you introduced yourself as the father of all these girls, considering that most of them are the same age, more or less. That must be a fascinating story." I was impressed how he changed the subject, trying to steer the talk away from what he perceived could be a topic I might not want to discuss.
"It is. I'll let Cindi tell you all about it. I can see she is just dying to talk to you about something, although talking has never been something that she has ever needed help with before!" All the girls giggled as Cindi blushed even more.
"I assume you're not from around here?" I asked, grinning at the understatement. Megan looked embarrassed as I repeated her earlier statement.
"Well, yes... and no. We're from an area called Thoran City. It is possible that area exists in your plane; if it does, it would not be like ours," Arrian explained. The questioning look on everyone's face encouraged him to continue.
"We're from another plane of existence. It is the same time, and many of the same places that exist there are here, but we are not normally here and you do not exist in our plane. There are differences, but the two planes are similar."
"Similar, except, of course, for little girls that float on the ceiling, magical swords, young men with red eyes, and portals that open in the middle of nowhere," Lisa remarked somewhat sarcastically, pointedly not looking at Little Sarah as she spoke. Obviously Lisa could see her out of the corner of her eyes, as she looked irritated when Little Sarah stuck her tongue out at her. A pointed look from Arrian returned the tongue to her mouth immediately.
"True," the one called Larelle answered. "Or like family members that talk to each other in their minds, have distinctive colors all their own that exhibit great powers, can teleport in an instant, and have the power to remake the entire matrix of an interplanar dimension at will," she said quietly. Everyone looked at her in astonishment, wondering how she knew all of that. I saw Dad's surprised look and decided I would have to ask him later what the 'remaking of the entire matrix of an interplanar dimension' meant. Arrian seemed especially surprised; he didn't seem to know anything about what she was referring to.
"I'm sorry," said Arrian, embarrassed. "I have been rude. This is Larelle... I assume. I've never actually met her before, but I recognize her voice and the delightful way that she calls me 'Master'. It is good to finally meet you, my friend."
Larelle bowed slightly to him with respect. Arrian saw the look of confusion on our faces.
"I have never met her before because, until today, she has been a book. She is the one that formed the portal that brought us here. It linked with something here to open up the 'wormhole'."
I saw Cindi touch her pendant unconsciously. She walked over to Larelle and they stared at each other intently for a moment. The second meeting seemed as emotionally charged as the first, as Cindi once again put her hand to her mouth in surprise.
"Oh my God!" she whispered again. We all looked on in astonishment as Larelle did, and said, the same thing at the same time. Then they flew into each other's arms, hugging tightly, both of them ignoring the tears that flowed down their faces. The air fairly crackled as non-verbal, mental communication flowed nonstop between the two for several moments. We all looked away and blocked reception of the thoughts, out of respect for both of them. Well, all of us did except Amy. I guess she assumed there were no secrets between twins. I watched in astonishment as Larelle briefly changed in appearance, looking like an exact copy of Cindi for a second, then changed back to the pretty brunette we had seen before. The change was so fast I wasn't sure I hadn't imagined it. The look on Megan's face told me I hadn't.
"Daddy!" Cindi squealed, trying unsuccessfully to contain her excitement. "Larelle is me!" Cindi looked at us all expectantly, sure in her mind that we knew exactly what she was talking about. She looked exasperated at our confused looks, but nothing was going to ruin her good mood.
My Dad saved us from further confusion.
"Long ago, when Bandor and Elizabeth were King and Queen of the Tarqa, a piece of Cindi's energy was given as a gift to a being called the Caliph, from another plane. The being that energy represented became the Aide of that Caliph. There was a Protocol given to the Caliph's Aide at that time to allow the travel back to the source of that energy. Although it is not the only purpose, that was one of the purposes of the locket that was given to Cindi by her mother. It allows the opening of a portal for the return of the Caliph and his Aide to the original source of her energy. The purpose of the return was to recover certain items given by the Caliph to the Queen for safekeeping."
Dad looked at Arrian with interest.
"Since Larelle is obviously that spark of energy given so long ago, and you are her Master, I assume that makes you the Caliph." Dad bowed his head in respect. "Welcome, Noble One, to our Plane and to our humble home. Our home is your home, and we are your servants!"
I recognized his words as some sort of ancient ceremony of our race. The look on the faces of the others in the room told me that they recognized the ceremonial words also.
Arrian looked embarrassed.
"Thank you, Sir! It is true that I am the... reincarnation, I guess the best word would be in your plane... of Arihah, the Caliph that visited your people so long ago. Only one knew the words you just spoke. I assume, therefore, that you are the one known as the Ancient Prophecy," he said respectfully. Arrian took one step forward and bowed to him in return.
The look on Larelle's face was priceless. She stared at Dad, almost in tears again, looking like she wanted to run to him in her excitement. When Dad held out his arms, Larelle raced across the room, flew into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Grampa!" she whispered, her voice think with emotion.
"Welcome back, Little Lost One," Dad whispered in return, just as emotionally. I realized then that every little spark of energy was precious, and even the smallest spark was missed greatly.
Larelle then slipped into my arms quietly, and embraced me.
"Daddy!" she whispered. I looked at her, eyebrows raised.
"Well, you're the closest thing I have to a Daddy." She looked me over carefully. "You'll do!" she declared, hugged and kissed me again, then moved away.
When Larelle stepped away, Cindi put her arm around her new friend. Larelle slipped her arm around Cindi's back and pulled her in close.
"She's my sister!" Cindi proclaimed proudly. Then, realizing that Amy might feel left out, she motioned her over, and Cindi, Amy, and Larelle hugged for a moment. They stood there together, Larelle in the middle, arms around each other.
{Tell them about yourself, Master.}
I saw all the girls look at Larelle as they detected her thought. Larelle looked around in surprise, not expecting her thoughts to be heard by them.
"I am an elemental. You would probably call me a dragon in your world. I am in search of the objects that Arihah left with your King and Queen long ago. If I may ask, where would I find Elizabeth, Queen of the Tarqa, and Bandor, King of the Tarqa?" Arrian asked politely.
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