[Read my revision FIRST! Not this version! The storyline has altered a lot!] UNEDITED
After being captured by a sinister organization because of their telepathic abilities, an American and Pakistani fall in love as they fight for their lives.
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*Amir*
I've been sitting in a prayer pose and praying to Allah for twenty minutes since I woke up with Luna beside me. She was still asleep, sleeping like the queen she is, and I didn't want to wake her just yet. I figured since I couldn't be in control of my body on the outside and pray when I wanted to, then I could at least here. Angel didn't have power over this dominion.
No matter what was going on with me, my faith was always important. And so were my people.
I couldn't wait until my physical body had its memories again, so then I could figure out a way to come back to my wife. But until that happens, I had this realm that I could see her, and I was highly grateful for it. I could sense our children moving around inside her and doing their best to connect to me. My unborn daughter's energy flowed toward me as I touched her mother's stomach. It felt amazing to know she and her brother wanted to feel my touch.
It wasn't me in control, completely, but I was still present; I was still there.
An old personality I once had came to the surface, making all the decisions for me. Like I wanted to eat a few slices of pepperoni pizza the group ate days ago. I liked cheese pizza, and he knew it. And why did Angel have to think it was okay to grab ahold of my Luna's arm and pull her into him? He freakin' kissed her afterward. Nobody touches her lips, but me. And he took advantage of our situation.
"That's because she enjoyed it, Your Highness," murmured Angel, peeking into my dream, again.
"I wish you'd let me know when you're around," I said, adjusting my legs.
"And take out the fun... sweet Prince?"
I closed my eyes.
"Please, just stop with the jokes and the theatrics. I would like to get back to praying... if you don't mind."
"Aw... man. I was hoping to have a heart-to-heart with my new best friend. Our body is lying down, exhausted and comfortable, but it's kind of cool being wide awake inside the mind. What do you think?"
I inhaled a deep breath and tilted my head up, just wanting a bit of peace for once. "Why are you here? This is for Luna and me. Not you, Uninvited Guest. When she wakes up, I want to share it with her. I have to deal with you enough as it is." He snorted.
"Yeah, you do, but it's not like you have a choice here. Besides, watching you two get it on like Marvin Gaye's song is my favorite entertainment." His presence annoyed me to the bone. "And I'm sorry, but I can't handle another conversation involving Downton Abbey. It's like... that's all the ladies know around here. That, and Pride and Prejudice."
"What's wrong with Downton Abbey? l happen to like the show."
He chuckled. "You would. Ha. Liberty and her mother kept going back and forth about who their favorite characters are and why. That's why I walked over to Faisal. He, Raul, and Cyrus were all watching Game of Thones. It was the best."
