Drake Sisters 05 - Safe Harbor

world."

    Sarah leaned her head back against Damon's shoulder. "She mentioned that it went on.
    Mostly the girls who used. She'd say they weren't going to make it in the business.
    Some of them started using to stay thin. It's a hazard of the business, like eating disorders. It's high pressure, Jonas."
    Jonas took a deep breath. He didn't give a damn about the job or why one of them might choose to run drugs. He only cared about the fact that one of them may have inadvertently pulled Hannah into a dangerous situation.
    "When Libby comes, if Hannah's still alive, she can make it all right again, can't she?"
    Jonas wasn't certain what he meant, but he had to ask, to be reassured. "Tell me she can do that."
    "If Hannah's still alive, we'll seal ourselves together and bind her to us," Sarah said.
    "That's what we did to you, using Hannah's connection to you."
    There was a small silence. "I don't know what that means. I'm connected to all of you." Jonas frowned and rubbed his head again.
    Sarah pressed both hands to his head before he could stop her. Warmth flowed from her to him, removing the pounding headache.
    Jonas jerked away. "What are you doing? Save your strength for Hannah."
    "I know, I couldn't help it," Sarah admitted. "Yes, we're all connected to you, Jonas, but not like Hannah. Your link with her is one of the strongest I've ever seen. In our family, we develop strong connections with our partners. Mom and Dad have a tremendous link between them. We all joke and say it's forged in steel, but you and Hannah…" She trailed off.
    "What about us?"
    "This is going to sound stupid, but I think your souls are linked. You were nearly dead when we reached you, Jonas, when you were shot a few months ago. I certainly couldn't get to you and I don't think even Elle could. She tried, we all did. We united and reached for you, but it was Hannah who held you fast. She was certain it was Elle, but it wasn't. The rest of us knew it was her."
    "How come she didn't know?"
    "When we unite in a circle, our energy flows from one to the other. It's hard to tell us apart, and she was so distraught. Hannah's very distinctive to the rest of us."
    "So if you form your circle of energy, you can save her life."
    "Prakenskii is doing that. We can hold her once we're together."
    "And the trauma and the scars?"

    Sarah shrugged. "I have no idea what we can or can't do. We'll have to watch Libby.
    She has a tendency to go too far and Hannah will resist if she thinks any of us are being hurt in the process of healing her. Hannah's powers are strong, Jonas. If she fights us, we could all be in trouble. She's stronger than most of us and she always takes care of the rest of us."
    "You let me worry about that. Hannah will cooperate."
    Sarah glanced at him sharply. "What does that mean?"
    "It means right now, she's in a weakened state and she's not going to have any choice.
    She can get worked up about it when she's one hundred percent. Until then she can live with a dictatorship."
    "Don't go off the deep end," Sarah cautioned. She didn't know what Jonas was capable of with Hannah. He had hidden talents he rarely acknowledged, but he was confident he could enlist Hannah's cooperation and that was something even Sarah was uncertain of.
    "Plane's about to land," Jackson said, gathering the files and stuffing them back into the briefcase. "There'll be a car waiting to take us to the hospital."

Chapter Eight
    "IS she alive?" Jonas demanded as he approached the Russians in the waiting room.
    Beside him, Sarah leaned heavily on Damon.
    Ilya Prakenskii nodded, staggered and reached out to steady himself by holding the wall. "She's been in surgery for hours, but they just brought her into recovery. She's in critical condition and very weak." He glanced at Sarah. "Your sisters had better get here soon."
    "They're all on their way. Mom and Dad and my aunts as well."
    "I don't like the feel here, Harrington. Hannah's agent is over there." Ilya indicated a slender man in a gray suit talking with the police. "He's pretty shaken up."
    Sarah grabbed Jonas when he took an aggressive step toward the agent, and clung tightly as she felt the tremor run through his body. "Don't, Jonas. You're really upset and you might hurt him. I don't want to get thrown out of here."
    She studied Prakenskii up close. He was a good-looking man in a tough sort of way.
    Right now lines etched deep in his face from the strain of holding Hannah to life. "Are you going to crash?"