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Subject: {ASSM} Soul Mates (SS) {NS, rom}
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Date: Tue, 27 Jul 2004 05:10:03 -0400
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A young man fights to overcome a handicap, and gains much more.

Ellagon
www.newtalos.org

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Version 1.0
Copyright 2003-2004; Ellagon the Dragon, All rights reserved.
Edited By LVWolfman.


Soul Mates



Dave sat looking out the big windows in his room. His nurse had
again placed him so he could see the whole neighborhood, as well
as a perfect view into the big picture window of his neighbor's
bedroom. The pretty blonde amazon would do her morning work out
right where Dave could see her. She knew he watched her; she made
a point of being there for him everyday.
	She was a very attractive lady. Dave had never met her, but she
looked a lot like an older version of his kid sister, Charlie. He
would have asked this lovely creature out in a heartbeat
before... but that didn't matter anymore.  She was his every
morning. Her long, soft looking, blonde hair pulled back in a
pony tail, Her tight, French cut, workout jumper pulled snugly
into her equally tight ass. She wore nothing under it, as most
women would do at a gym. The small, thin strip of cloth in front
left little doubt in Dave's mind that she had no pubic hair. Her
glorious looking breasts were barely contained, but were held,
regally, on her proud chest.
	Dave had found himself getting weaker lately. The car accident
that had left him paralyzed had damaged his brain too. He didn't
really understand what the doctors said when they explained it to
him, but he heard the important part. He was dying. He briefly
wondered what would happen to him after, he wasn't a Christian,
and didn't go in for all that heaven and hell stuff. Nor did he
really believe that he would wake up in another body, and forget
this life. He didn't want to forget his parents, or his beautiful
little sister. She was so smart and pretty. She had a way of
making even his condition seem less depressing, just by walking
in the room, and smiling at him. Come to think of it, he couldn't
remember the last time she had come to see him. In fact, he
hadn't seen his mother this morning either. Well, they probably
had, he knew he was having trouble remembering things now. 
Damn he was tired today. But he didn't want to miss his lady's
performance. She was so beautiful, just like his sister,
Charlie.
He saw her walk into her bedroom, all he could see of course was
her feet, she hadn't moved over to the window yet.
He saw her move over to her nightstand and get something, then
she walked slowly over to the window. She was wearing her usual
work out suit, but she turned a tear streaked face up to look at
him. The look of pain in her tender green eyes would have made
him burst into tears himself if could. He saw something else, but
couldn't identify it. 
Still crying she took her vitamins, at least, Dave assumed they
were. She was very conscious about her body after all. She looked
right at him as she chased the handful of pills down with a glass
of water. Closing her eyes tightly for a moment, she sat the
glass aside, dropped to the floor, and doggedly began her work
out. 
Dave didn't notice her stretches and twists, he only had eyes for
hers. He wanted to run to her, take her in his arms and do
whatever he could to ease the pain her soul was feeling. Dave
didn't notice that her movements had gotten less coordinated, or
even that she had stopped, until the look of peace started to
steal across her lovely, lovely face. She lay very still for a
few moments. Then got up, and smiled to him tenderly. She held a
finger up to him as if saying 'one moment', and left his area of
view. He felt himself slip into unconsciousness.
It seemed like no time at all had passed and the woman from next
door was standing in his room. She was wearing a robe now, but,
like his sister, she brightened his day. She stood, by the door,
and held her hand out to him to come and join her.
What was she thinking? She knew he was paralyzed and couldn't
move. He could barely turn his head, and that only to flop it one
way or the other.
She lowered her hand and nodded slowly as if in thought, "I
understand," she said in a familiar voice.
She walked towards him, and moved around behind his chair. "Come
David, we have to say good-bye to some good friends."
Damn! She even sounded like his sister! This was getting eerie!
She pushed his chair out into the hall, he found himself in the
hall of a hospital. Strange, he didn't remember taking another
nap. Come to think of it, he really wasn't very tired anymore
either.
They came to a door, but it was blocked by two nurses who didn't
seem to notice them. Dave's friend didn't say anything to them
either. The nurses were talking to each other as he was rolled
up.
"... both of them at the same time?" One nurse asked.
"Just about, it couldn't have been more than a few minutes apart,
but it was close enough to be very weird." 
"They must have been very close. How are the parents doing?"
"Not very well. Losing both their children on the same day has to
be tearing them up."
"Well, let's go call..." The two nurses walked off.
Dave wondered who of his friends had died. Granted, he hadn't
seen most of them since the accident, how long ago was that?
Whose accident had it been?
The lady came around in front of him and knelt down, a look of
fear and concern on her face.
"David, hold on for a while longer. Don't leave me again, please,
just a few more moments." She asked, and a new tear slide down
her lovely face.
Dave wondered what she was talking about. He wasn't going
anywhere, he couldn't. She knew that. He wondered why she called
him David. Only his sister had ever done that. If he didn't know
for certain his sister was only sixteen, he would have wondered
if she hadn't grown up while he was asleep.
She smiled tenderly, and wiped the tear away. She stood and moved
behind him again, this time turning him so she could open the
door, and pull him into the room.
Once Dave was turned to the room, he became very confused. His
parents were standing by the bed holding each other and crying.
On the bed... He was lying on the bed. 
The lady walked back around and knelt beside Dave. "Now you'll
begin to understand, my love," she said as she took his wasted,
and wrinkled hand.
"God, Henry, I knew she loved him, but why? Why did Charlene kill
herself?" His mother asked his Dad.
"Because of she couldn't live without him, love. She was losing a
part of her that she needed to survive. Like us, they were soul
mates. Granted, they were brother and sister, but I don't think
that could have kept them apart much longer. Now, I hope, they
can finally be together." He said.
Dave turned to look at the young woman beside him. He noticed
that it was getting much easier to turn his head. He was dead?
And Charlie? He looked closely at the woman, and she nodded as if
she could read his thoughts. 
"Yes, David. I'm Charlie. Older than you remember, huh? Well,
you've been in a coma for six years. I guess I did grow up while
you were sleeping," she smiled. "I have loved you for as long as
I can remember. Yes, I did kill myself. I couldn't bear the
thought of never being able to talk to you again, or touch you. I
never got to kiss you. I want to be with you forever, though
something in me feels like we have been together for a long time.
I love you, David," she said, her eyes bright with tears.
'God, I wish I could hold her' Dave though to himself.
"You can, you know," Charlie said. "Your not paralyzed anymore,
though your mind still thinks it is. You can speak too, though I
seem to be able to read what you're thinking, or at least
feeling."
Dave looked at her in disbelief for a moment. But thought about,
you know, if I am dead, I should be able to move again. Dave
looked down and forced his mind to raise one wasted hand. As it
rose before his eyes, the skin stretched back out, and the
muscles began to reform. Dave felt the first smile in a long time
spread across his face as he slowly pushed himself out of the
wheelchair.
After he stood, he turned to face his sister. She had stood as
well, and he threw his arms around her and held her close. "God!
I love you too, Charlie!"
He pulled back enough to let his lips brush softly across hers,
then settle into a tender kiss that poured every once of that
feeling into. Charlie melted against him.
They gradually and slowly broke the kiss, Dave pulled away
gently, but took her hand tightly. "I guess we should say
good-bye to them," he said. He could feel tears begin to form as
he thought about it. "But what happens after that?"
"I have no idea, but at least we'll be together."
Dave looked down into her happy green eyes, "Always and forever,
my love."

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