Chapter 1:37 Scooby-Doo and a Witch, Xoxo Nyx

Chapter 1:37 Scooby-Doo and a Witch, Xoxo Nyx

I can’t say how long I’ve been in the darkness, I just know that it feels like I’ve rolled in a nettle patch when I come to. Everything burns, stings, and aches. If it hurts, I’m not dead, even if every injury is surrounded by fuzzy cotton.

The hisses and beeps of a hospital send an instant jolt through my system. With the skate of my heart, the instant impulse to run or fly or anything that gets me away from the machines, the bed, the smell of........

Sage.

“I have you Nyxie,” Nicky’s voice, his smell, settles over the panic. Landing on my cascading fear like a weighted blanket.

It’s then I feel his arms, the movement of his chest guiding mine. “You’re home. You’re safe.” Each sentence bashes against the monster of my fear, until it dissipates.

I breathe in the scents of peace, relaxing into the embrace of Nicky holding me. His herbal scent warding away all my demons. “George?” I below the untranslatable question.