Love Across Time

Chapter 17

Bheem's POV:

"Please Vrikodar I wanna sleep." She whined in my ear as she lay her head on my shoulder, my poor girl was tired to no end, she looked extremely sleepy.

A smile appeared on my face as I looked at her, my fingers traced the features of her soft face, if it hadn't been so important function,

I would have swapped her up in my arms and carried her to her room.

"Just half an hour more my sweet girl." I whispered back in her ear, she looked up at me and pouted making me chuckle at her adorableness.

I could never get enough of her, her spunk and carefree attitude pulled me towards her like no other, a beautiful rose she was with all the beauty and thorns.

I pressed my lips to her forehead, sighing at the feel of her warm skin under my lips. The sweet texture of her skin had my lips curling in an involuntary smile, there was something about her that made me fall for her,

I knew I was falling for the gorgeous girl next to me hard and fast, there was nothing anyone could do to stop my hard descend.

Not that I wanted to, I rubbed her back, her body was growing warm making my brows furrow in concern, was she getting sick?

The realisation was like a punch in my gut making my heartbeat wildly in my chest, I gazed at her with furrowed brows, a look of concern marring my face, her skin was flushed red, her eyes looked glassy, my stomach knotted in worry as I ran my fingers through her hair, a hard weight settled on my chest heavily, knocking my breath out.

I touched her forehead with the back of my hand, praying that it wasn't what I think it was, my heart pulsed harder before it nearly stopped, it was warm.

The soft music played on, everyone was too lost in the musical program in the front to notice me and Panchaali here in the back,

I had chosen this sitting area specifically for her so that she could rest a bit, as no one really paid any attention to the back.

"Get up princess, we are leaving." I whispered, she gave me a what I would say a bright smile but her skin was paling,

her breathing came in short pants as she shivers ran down her body, worry intensified in my chest as

I followed her out of the music hall, worst of scenarios ran through my mind, blood pumped through my body faster, my hands tightening on her, in the corridor I pushed the right brick under the lamp revealing the secret passage,

I wrapped my arms around her and picked her in my arms carrying her in bridal style. The door closing behind me, she didn't protest,which again was strange for her, worry built higher, it was really driving me crazy, the protective side in me, clawed and scratched my chest, wanting to be out and pull a berserker. Deep breaths, she's fine, the mantra went in my mind over and over again, the only thing that held me together was her. Something was really wrong. The wall in front of me moved revealing her room, I marched in, worry fueling my each step, my gaze fell on her bed, as I continued to erase the distance between the bed and us, I laid her cautiously on her bed, before covering her with thick, soft blanket. I sat beside her running my fingers through her long hair, I knew my brothers would be here soon and I waited as I began pacing. I felt antsy, What was taking them so long?? Just as I finished the thought the door to her room opened, revealing my four brothers. Finally!

"What happened to her jyest? Why did the two of you suddenly leave?" Sehdev fired question right off the bat as he marched in, his face a mask of worry. "I think she has fever." I nearly shouted, concern for her was building in my chest every moment, I knew that it was a simple case of fever, that it was nothing to worry about but there was something about her being sick that didn't settle well with me. I had seen hundreds of gory things in my life, I was a warrior, danger and injury was part of my life but, look at me now, I was about to go off kilt any moment, when things came to her I was over sensitive, I scrutinized things more when they dealt with her, I just couldn't help it. I hated seeing her sick and hurt, she was better off smiling and giggling, hell her anger was better than this,I could accept anything but not her getting sick or sad, that was my worst nightmare come to life.

I know silly right? But who the hell cared? My emotions for had ever been haywire. Heart thudding in my chest, my mind was going in circles. The five of us were literally panicking, blood pumping harder, my gaze intensified, my heart burning with pain and suffering. Sehdev and Nakul began their examination.

"What happened?" I snapped the moment they finished, "Mild fever. The change of environment has affected her health, gave her medicine. She'll be fine in a couple of hours." Just as Nakul finished talking the door opened, I turned to watch mata enter.

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Third Person's POV:

Kunti's brows furrowed as she looked at her sons, her gaze travelled to Panchaali. "What happened Putr?" She asked, worry building in her chest, seeing the pale faces she thought something worse had happened. "Fever, due to environment change!" Nakul nearly screamed in panic, amusement lit Kunti's face, as she raised her brow and looked at them. "Oh? Did you give her medicine? By what time will she be fine?" Their mother asked as she sat beside Panchaali, her hand running through her hair, "It will take hourrrrssss mata!" Arjun whined, Kunti wanted to laugh, her sons, who never thought twice about their battle wounds, who never really gave two thoughts their own injuries they received from war were panicking about a common fever. Panchaali coughed, Pandavas faces paled, Kunti bit back a laugh that wanted to bubble out of her lips. She watched her sons look at Panchaali with wide eyes, "Pass me those herbs!" Nakul said urgently, Yudhisthir launched at the table where the medicines were kept and passed him the once. "It's just fever sons." Kunti said amusement lacing her words, "but it's Panchaali who is having it. What if something goes wrong!!!" Bheem panicked, "and what could go wrong dear son?" Kunti was enjoying teasing them, she never thought there would come a day when her sons would react in such a manner, this was one of the rare moments and she was enjoying teasing each one of them. "I don't know mata, anything could go wrong." Arjun whined, Kunti bit her lip to stop the laughter from flowing out of her mouth, making her eyes shine with amusement, this rare occurrence was humorous. The mighty Pandavas, the one who never blinked at each others injuries, never gave two thoughts about all the blood and gore they saw in the wars in front of them, men who feared nothing, who faced on all the situations head on were panicking about what? A common fever?! Laughter bubbled in her, as she wanted to laugh like a manic, it was cute and funny all at once, she couldn't hold it in as she began laughing, tears tracing down her cheeks as she doubled over with laughter, as one after another laughter passed through her lips, she tried to stop it but she couldn't. . .

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