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“Two minutes,” Dr. Harlow said.
“You’ve got the pain meds ready?” Kult demanded.
“Everything is on go,” Quantum assured.
“Slightly elevated pulse,” Sync calmly announced, tripling Celeste’s. “Nothing unusual given the coming show.”
“Try not to fucking kill me too many times,” Pain said to Kaphas, making Celeste wonder what that meant. She focused her eyes on Kaphas, waiting for him to look at her again.
“One minute,” Atlas called.
“Are you my angel, Celeste?” he asked, staring at the ceiling.
She breathed around her emotions, gathering all her strength and courage. “I am your angel,” she called out boldly. “I am here to fight all the invisible battles. I am a daughter of the most high God and I am boldly at his throne in your behalf.”
“Thirty seconds,” Quantum said, tying her stomach up more.
She focused on Kaphas, seeing the heave of his chest. She was his safe-haven in this terrible storm. “There is no darkness that I fear,” she declared, not caring it was too loud. “I walk through the valley of shadows and death for you. Tell me, who shall I fear? The Lion of Judah goes before me. My foes tremble when they behold me.”
Sync began a ten second count down and she got louder.
“There is no fire that can burn me, there is no demon that can defeat me. My prayers are flaming arrows, my faith an impenetrable shield and my love which is the love of God, conquers and renews all things.”
“One.”
Celeste’s breath froze as she watched Kaphas close his eyes.
“What’s going on?” Kult wondered.
“Vitals are all... normal,” Quantum puzzled.
“Kaphas?” Kult called.
“It’s like he’s sleeping,” Dr. Harlow marveled. “That would be a nice change.” He smiled, looking at her. “Great job.”
“He’s going into cardiac arrest,” Sync announced.
Celeste let out a sob.
“It’s supposed to happen, angel,” Kult called to her, watching the monitors. “We’re just going to let it happen,” he said, winded but calm.
“Nearly done,” Dr. Harlow muttered. “Hurry up, bruh so we can bring your ass back.”
Celeste fought to breathe and pray, her words coming out jumbled and weak. She was failing him, she couldn’t fail him now but where were the words?
“That’s it, he’s gone,” Harlow gasped, the sound of his heart flat-lining filling her head.
“Celeste, he’s coming right back, don’t worry.” Kult paced next to his bed, watching him. “Pain, keep holding on, do not let go.”
“I have him.”
“Keep praying, Sister,” Kult ordered.
She dropped to the floor on her knees and clasped her hands tightly. “Thank you God for all your blessings. Bless Dr. Harlow, Bless Mr. Quantum. Bless Atlas. Bless all the sisters. Bless the children.
“Going on a minute,” Sync called.
The warning flooded her with dread and all the sins she’d committed that could be blocking her prayers. "Oh God, I'm so sorry for stealing the potato from the kitchen,” she wept. “And...and telling on Sister Scarlett when I knew it wasn’t really her fault. I’m so very sorry for being jealous and always sad,” she hurried. “And for hating Father Leonard and praying he goes to hell,” she wept bitterly.
