Page 5 of Awakened By Time

“I will and I hope you’ll do the same. I’d like to know that she’s alright.” He locked the door and walked with Zeke to the elevator.

Completely perplexed by this situation, Zeke’s next step was to call the police and report her missing. Then he’d pack a bag and head off to Europe. Wade was right. It was a big place. He had no idea where to go first.

Back at home, Zeke gathered his things and was about to head out the door when the fireplace sparked to life. He froze on the spot, but then realized there was only one person he knew who could make that happen.

“Edna?” He stood in front of the fire waiting for a response.

“Zeke. It’s me.” Came the disembodied female voice of the witch who’d wreaked havoc on his life only a short while ago.

“Haven’t you ever heard of using a phone, Edna?” He was exasperated and in a hurry to get out the door.

“What fun would that be, me dear?” she laughed.

“Edna, my sister’s missing.” Her bright and cheery voice was grating on his nerves. Then he thought about it and realized maybe she could help him find Sara.

“That’s why I’m contacting you. I’ve just been with her and she asked me to get in touch with you to let you know she is alright.”

Zeke visibly relaxed, but his anger was still present. “Where is she? Why didn’t she call me herself?” he barked.

“There’s a verra good reason she didn’t call ye. She’s in sixteenth century Scotland. No phone, ye ken,” Edna said very matter-of-factly, as if that were a common occurrence. Of course, it was for her.

“What?” Zeke shouted.

“Calm yerself, lad. She’s fine. She is where she wants to be. She’s with Logan. You remember him, he’s Dougall’s friend. Surely you noted her interest in him when he was in San Francisco.”

He’d been so wrapped up in his own drama with Helene that he hadn’t noticed. “How did she end up there? Did you send her Edna? Was it against her will?” He was trying frantically to rationalize Sara’s motives, and remembered that Helene hadn’t asked to come to San Francisco. Edna sent her without her permission.

“It definitely wasn’t against her will. In fact, she came to me here at The Thistle & Hive. She told me she wanted to be with Logan and she wasn’t about to take no for an answer.”

To say he was angry would be an understatement, but mixed in with that anger was a good amount of hurt, confusion and sadness. Sara had traveled back in time and hadn’t told him her plans. “I can’t believe it. Why didn’t she tell me?” Zeke thought back over the last six months and wondered if maybe she had tried to tell him. He had thrown himself into work, teaching more classes and working late at the studio. She had invited him out quite a few times and he almost always declined. Maybe she needed someone to talk to about Logan and he hadn’t been there for her. “Edna? Are you still there?”

“I’m here, dear. Sara didn’t want you to stop her, or to worry about her.”

“She didn’t think disappearing would cause me to worry?” Typical Sara. Do first, think later.

“She wanted to explore her feelings for Logan without your disapproving of her plans. I’m happy to tell ye that they are both verra happy that she made the choice she did. ’Tis why she stayed with him.”

“Is she ever coming back?” Zeke suddenly felt nauseous. The thought of never seeing his sister again, landed on him like a thousand-pound boulder.

“I don’t know. Right now she is exploring life in that time. If she isnae happy there, Logan has made it clear that he will come to the future with her. She did have a message for you though.” Edna’s voice softened, “She wanted you to know that she loves you and that you have been the best brother to her.”

Zeke sat on the sofa and put his head in his hands.

“I have to see her, Edna,” he softly said. The lump in his throat was making it difficult to speak

“I thought ye might say that.”

“Send me back.”

“I thought ye might say that as well.”

“So you’ll do it?” Zeke picked his head up, a new sense of hope filling his being.

“Are ye sure ye wish to go?”

“I am.”

“Alright then. Gather the things ye’ll need to bring with ye and be at the Marina tonight at eight sharp. Will that give ye enough time?”