Black Magic Women

24

"No, no, no, NO. This can't be happening," Zelda said and tried to break free from the chains, keeping her captive.

"Calm down, honey," Hilda said, trying to stay calm herself. It was too much for any of them to process. Everything had been somewhat normal and within an hour their entire lives were turned upside down.

She could only imagine how Zelda must have felt like.

"No, she can't be dead," she said and her mind was racing, trying to find a way to save Mary. None of them had tried to really break free, so she tried it with magic. All the concentration in the world wouldn't have helped her as her spell was useless.

"Damn it!" she yelled and with a scream of frustration and an exhausting amount of magic, she broke free.

She looked at her free wrists, in shock. It seemed so surreal that it actually worked that her mind didn't realize what had happened. She hurried towards Mary as soon as her brain had registered what the sight meant. She fell to her knees besides the woman and took her cold hand into her warm ones.

"Mary, please wake up!" she said, tears streaming down her burning cheeks. Her eyes hurt from all the crying and her back ached from the standing against a wall but she didn't care. Not when Mary was dying and she hadn't taken care of their mess.

"Please..." she said and kissed her hand softly.

"You can't just die on me now," she said and started to rock back and forth. She didn't want to accept the fact that she felt no pulse and that Mary had stopped breathing when she fell to the ground. Her mind didn't want to register what it meant.

She wasn't ready to let go. Not when they had so much to talk about...

She brushed a thumb across Mary's cheek and looked at her lifeless blue eyes. She could get lost in them... but now that they didn't show their usual spark, she felt empty inside.

"I'm sorry, okay. I'm so sorry. Is that what you want to hear?" she said and took Mary's hand and placed it against her own cheek.

She was sobbing uncontrollably and tears were falling freely.

Ambrose and Hilda were silent observers of the situation. They didn't want to disturb the intimate moment between the two women. Hilda had never seen her sister that crushed and her heart ached for her.

She wanted to soothe her, to tell her that everything would be fine but would it be true? Would she even listen? Neither of them thought about Sabrina anymore. The scene in front of them was too heartbreaking.

"No, you fool. You have nothing to be sorry for," Mary coughed as she came back to life and Zelda's face lit up.

"You... you are-"

"Alive. Yes, I am not that easy to get rid of, Spellman," she said and looked up at Zelda, who just grabbed her face and kissed her tenderly.

"Well, that sure is a nice way of waking up," she said and smiled at Zelda warmly.

"You were dead," Zelda said, not understanding how this was even possible.

"I'll explain it to you once we get out of here. He'll wake up soon and we better be gone by then," she said and heard a deep growl only seconds later.

"Might be too late," she said and pushed Zelda behind her, kneeling in front of her protectively.

"How dare you?" he said and turned around, growling at her dangerously.