Ian tilted his head to the side. “Aye, I did, lass. This is different.”
“This isn’t another magical battle, though, is it?” Lizzy asked.
“Not exactly.”
“I don’t like the sound of that,” said Tara.
Helen watched the tension mounting in the faces of the women. Simon raised his hands and motioned for the others to stop talking. “We think the man behind this siege is Druid.”
Simon continued. “We believe he’s Druid, and he came from the future.”
Someone sucked in an audible breath. The kids sat taller in their seats. No one asked or said a thing.
“This band of warriors has one goal and one goal only.” Simon locked gazes with Helen. “They’re after our women. Namely, you.” He slowly made eye contact with Tara, Lizzy, Myra, Amber, and Selma.
If Amber wasn’t the only one returning to the future, and the enemy was after the women, then that meant—
“You’re sending all the women and children ahead in time for their safety,” Lizzy shoved out of her chair and shook her head, “and leaving the men behind to fight without us?”
“This fight never would have included you, love,” Fin told his wife.
“Oh, don’t you give me that bull. I’ll fight alongside any man out there and kick some serious a…butt.”
“Elizabeth, please.”
Helen watched husband and wife fight. If the situation wasn’t so dire, she’d like some popcorn to go along with the show. Lizzy riled was a sight. Fin got right in her face and didn’t look like he was backing down.
With her eyes glued to Duncan, Tara said. “We’re bonded. I’d not make the trip without you.”
“True. Which is why only you and Lora will stay behind. Everyone else must go. We will evacuate you along the south-east channel the enemy isn’t occupying. Everyone here will see you go. Tara and Lora will be hidden here.” Ian rocked back on his heels as he spoke. The bold tone of his voice didn’t leave much room for argument. Though Lizzy appeared ready to challenge him.
“Helen?” Ian addressed her.
“Yeah?”
“This home Simon spoke of in the future, will the mistress accept our intrusion?”
“Mrs. Dawson has the heart of a saint. She’d never forgive me if I said anything but ‘yes’.”
Ian nodded to Simon. “’Tis settled then. Simon and Cian will accompany the women and children and protect them there.”
Lizzy started talking at the same time Myra began to argue. The children huddled together in excited anticipation of their adventure. Amber moved to sit next to her mother and grasped her hand.
Helen stood and lifted her hand like a third grade student. “Ah, excuse me?”
The kids looked at her but still murmured among themselves. Lizzy hurled a few feminist zingers at her husband, and Myra held a hand over her swollen belly.
“Excuse me?” Helen shouted.
The room fell silent.
“I’m sorry, but there’s just one thing wrong with your plan.”
“What’s that, lass?” Ian asked.
“We don’t have a way to get us back to the future.”
Lora raised her voice. “In my premonition, I saw Amber and you both wearing necklaces matching the one that brought you here. The sooner you make the jewelry, the faster you’ll arrive to your time safely.”
“But what if the things disappear when we show back up in LA?”
“The necklace vanished when you arrived here the second time because it hadn’t been created yet. The first time you arrived the larger stones hadn’t produced the smaller ones. ’Tis safe to say that once the necklace is on your neck the second time, it will stay there.”
In some twisted way Lora’s explanation made sense.
“If Amber is staying in my time, how will everyone get back?”
Simon moved to Helen’s side. “You and I will bring them.”
Great. The amusement park time travel ride goes another round. Helen had fewer miles tracked on airplanes than she did time travel.
“I’ll bring them.” The stoic Cian spoke from behind his father. “While Helen and Amber make their necklaces, they should make a dagger as well.”
“Two. They should make two daggers. One for Cian, the other for us here. We’ll need to summon our family home if they don’t return on their own,” Duncan said.
“Do you think the other stones, the bigger ones, will have stopped working?” Lizzy asked.
“We won’t know unless we try to use them. We know for fact Helen’s necklace worked.”
Helen’s head spun on her shoulders for the next hour while the family battled out the necessity of getting the women and children out of harm’s way.
Tara questioned the need, but didn’t want her children in the Keep during a battle no matter what the enemy was after.
Liz countered everything. She was pissed. A couple of times Helen noticed her body levitate off the ground. Now that was something one didn’t see every day. Popcorn and a box of Jujus were called for.
Amber, obviously resolved in the need to leave, sat with glossy eyes, and watched the family fight.
Myra huddled with Todd as they spoke in soft tones.
While Helen witnessed the drama unfold, Simon moved to the back of the room and spoke with Cian.
The roar of bickering continued while Helen’s mind began to wander. Whoever was waging war on the MacCoinnichs was believed to be a Druid. Okay, considering their past, this didn’t sound too farfetched.
Helen’s skin started to tingle.
A Druid from the future who only wanted the women. Why?
Helen raised her hand again, her brows pitched together.
When no one noticed, she placed her fingers into her mouth and blew out a stadium size whistle.
Everyone froze.
“Simon, you said these thugs wanted the women and that somehow connected this man to the future. Why?”
“Tara, me, and my Mom all disappeared without a trace. Myra, too—even Grainna, if we’re being technical. A Druid from the future who had knowledge of our disappearance is most likely our enemy. We know the men are just as powerful as you women in ways of our heritage, but this man believes the power belongs to the women.”
“And he wants the power why?”
This time Todd had the answer. “Tell me Helen, if Simon hadn’t found you in the forest when he did and you were stuck in this time, wouldn’t you try like hell to find your way home?”