Illumine Her by Sieni A.M. Read Free Book Online Page A

It’s sad, but true.”
    Alana shook her head. “I was checking up on him this morning. We were just talking and he made a comment about this silly flower in my ear and now he’s….” she trailed off when her throat tightened again, and Lisi reached out and rubbed her arm.
    “Look, it might make you feel better if you went and kept him company until the guys from morgue take him away. Is his family around?”
    Alana frowned and shrugged distractedly. “I don’t know where they are. I think Dr. Fetu went to find them. His daughter was just there this morning.”
    Lisi held up her hand. “Go and be there when the family gets to see him,” she instructed. “Offer what support you can to them. It’ll help you and it’ll help them. They will most likely accompany the body to the morgue.” Alana bit her lip and nodded. Lisi gave her a small smile and walked away.
    Taking tentative steps back to Mr. Filipo’s room, nerves descended on her as she thought about his family. She never had to comfort strangers before, and the act made her apprehensive. How did one go about it? What were the universal signs of consoling another person? A pat on the back, grim face, apologetic eyes? These options seemed distant coming from someone they didn’t know. This is why you became a nurse , she reminded herself. For moments like this. Now suck it up! Pausing at the curtain, she hesitated before going in, mulling the words over in her head to encourage herself when something caught her attention. A strange glow emanated from the cracks through the curtains, and Alana’s forehead creased at its appearance. The light was odd and out of place, and she immediately pulled the material aside to inspect the source. She gasped out loud at what she saw.
    Standing over Mr. Filipo’s head was Chase Malek, his head bowed and eyes closed. A white glow pulsed from his forearms snaking its way down to his large hands. His fingers were splayed open and spreading light over Mr. Filipo’s scalp.
    Alana panicked and stepped inside. “What are you doing? What is that?” she hissed. “Get your hands off him!”
    She rushed forward to pry Chase’s arms away. Chase ignored her. He was much stronger than she was and did not budge. Alana clawed at him to put an end to his ministrations and stopped suddenly. His body was warm, too warm for human comfort. She retreated in shock. What was happening? Chase’s eyes flew open and the blue in them burned fiercely. Alana sucked in a breath and stepped back with frightening force.
    The brightness illuminated intensely and encircled Mr. Filipo’s head as if it had a life of its own. Moving deliberately, it found its way towards his chest. The intense white light became a blue flame and swirled downwards to settle over the area where his still heart lay. The light heightened and intensified, clutching at his chest, drawing its source and energy from Chase.
    Alana stood still, astounded out of her voice and mesmerized by the brilliance emanating from Chase’s body. It reflected off his face and intensified the blue in his eyes. Was this really happening? Her mind raced trying frantically to fathom what her eyes were revealing to her. After a few moments the glow slowly retreated to his hands before dissipating altogether and returning the room to its natural light.
    At once a sharp beep resounded in the room. Alana gasped and looked at the machines. A faint heartbeat. Two. Three. More followed. Impossible! Moving quickly, she went to bag her patient. Shocked, she looked up at Chase. Her hands quivered and her knees shook. He was watching her intently, and she stepped back shakily. What did he just do? How did he bring Mr. Filipo back? Where did that light come from? She opened her mouth to speak but didn’t get the chance to ask him.
    The curtains flung open and Dr. Fetu returned, followed by the members of Mr. Filipo’s family. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the body on the bed. Glancing at the