A/n The song for this chapter is Dust In The Wind by Kansas.
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The box containing the most important book in the world was gone.
I felt panic rise in my chest and I began to breathe heavily. I was having a panic attack, something I haven't had since grade school. I felt dizzy and it became harder to draw breath. Niall noticed and widened his eyes in alarm. He moved toward me in concern.
"Robin," he said cautiously, "are you all right? Are you having trouble breathing?"
I nodded my head frantically as I gasped desperately for air.
"Damnit," he muttered. Niall ran to the car and started looking for something. A second later he came back with something in his hand. "Here, an air pump."
I grabbed it from his hold and pumped air in my mouth once, then twice. The air filled my lungs once again and it was easier for me to breathe. Relief washed over me, but my heartbeat did not go back to its normal rate. The book was still missing, and we had no I idea where it was.
"Are you okay now?" Niall asked, concern filling his tone.
"Yes," I confirmed. "Thanks. Where did you get the air pump from?"
"I had asthma when I was little," he explained. "It went away a long time ago, but you never know when it can come back."
I nodded my head in agreement. I was so grateful for Niall and his carefulness. If it wasn't for him I might have been dead by now.
"What about the book?" I asked. "What are we gonna do?"
"Don't worry," Niall assured me, putting his trembling hands on my arms. "We will find it, okay? I promise you."
I nodded in apprehension.
Just by the way his beautiful blue eyes looked into my hazel ones made me weak in the knees. It was amazing how just those eyes were able to make my heart melt and increase its beating. His stare made butterflies erupt in my stomach like a mad bunch of bees without stingers. He was able to hitch my breath, and I don't know if that was good or bad judging by what happened a moment ago.
Anyway, about the book. We decided to continue our trip and stop at the first town of the next state, which was Campbell, Tennessee. Campbell was a big town. Not everything was in walking distance like some other places we stopped at along the way. We arrived at Campbell as the sun was beginning to set behind the buildings.
Along the way, Niall told me his plan of how to find Raphael. We needed holy oil and a book in Enochian. Niall said he had those in his trunk, and I began to question what he didn't have. We found an abandoned warehouse where we would perform the ritual at sunrise. Thankfully it was open, so we didn't have to break in or anything.
We had dinner at a diner again. That was when he got the call from Maura.
"What!" Niall hollered. "What the hell do you mean, he's gone? Where could he have run off to?" Maura began talking historically into the phone before Niall said, "Okay, okay. Mom, we will find him as soon as I come home. In the meantime, call Jamie. She can help. Just breathe. Calm down. All right?" There was more frantic talking on the other side but less fast. "Okay, mom. Go relax . Robin and I have some stuff to do." Niall paused. "She's fine, mom. Robin is doing great. You can even tell Mr. And Mrs. Castellini that. Bye, mom. Go rest."
He hung up the phone and leaned his elbows on the table. He put his head in his hands and let out a breath. By the way he stretched it out I knew something was up.
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