Peek A Boo I See You (Emma Frost #5) by Willow Rose Page B

think you're right; it’s mixed with dirt," Morten said. "It’s been dug up recently."
    Morten fell to his knees and started digging with his bare hands. I turned to look around me and spotted a shovel leaning on the wall of the church next to the cemetery. I ran to get it and, seconds later, Morten had dug a pretty big hole in the ground. Suddenly, the shovel hit something.
    "I think this is it!" I yelled.
    Morten continued to dig around it and soon a black coffin showed up. We heard voices behind us and more policemen came running to help us pull it up from the hole in the ground. They used a crowbar to open the lid.
    "Please hurry. Please hurry," I said.
    The lid came off and I could now see Anders Samuelsen. He was lying completely still and was very pale. Morten leaned over his body. He felt for a pulse. In the distance I could hear the ambulance getting closer.
    Morten's face looked serious. "I can't feel it," he said.
    My heart was beating rapidly. Two paramedics came to the scene. Morten and I moved away and let them take care of it. I leaned on Morten's shoulder and finally dared to let the tears roll.
    Please let him be alive.
     

24
    February 2014
    A NDERS S AMUELSEN WAS DREAMING when he felt the pain in his chest. It was a nice dream. It had removed all the anxiety and fear that his life had been so filled with for the last many years. For the first time since he could remember, he was at peace. His dream was calm and he didn't want to let go of it again, but the choice wasn't his.
    He felt the pain in his chest once again and opened his eyes with a loud gasp. That was when he saw her for the first time. She was standing a few steps behind the many yellow jackets who were frantically pushing his chest, yelling at him, and now using a defibrillator on him. But Anders didn't look at them, nor did he care what they did or what happened to him. All he cared about was that beautiful face behind them all, the woman with the beautiful eyes, looking at him with worry. 
    Anders had been afraid all of his life, but for once, he opened his eyes without being struck by those taunting emotions that had destroyed so much for him for so long. Looking into her eyes, he felt calm. He knew they were all working to save his life, and somehow he knew he had died down in that box and was now being revived. He knew he had gone through his own worst nightmare of being buried alive and slowly losing air, but somehow, none of that mattered right now. He was alive.
    "He's breathing!" someone yelled.
    Anders smiled and didn't take his eyes off of the woman while they carried him up on a stretcher and started rolling him towards an ambulance.
    All of his life, he had feared being sick, feared having to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance; he had feared dying.
    But not anymore. He had tried it and it wasn't all that bad.
    The woman ran next to the stretcher and Anders looked at her with a blissful smile. He even reached out his hand towards her, right before he was pushed inside the ambulance where they did all kinds of things to him that he didn't care about. The last thing he saw as they closed the doors was her. She was standing on the gravel outside looking at him…looking so beautiful.
    My angel.
    He heard more voices in the distance, then felt the ambulance take off. In the hospital, he was examined and treated for hours and hours. The doctor spoke to him and so did the nurses, and Anders answered the best he could, still with the blissful smile on his face.
    I beat death. Nothing can beat me now. I'm invincible! I've never felt more alive in my life!
    Two days passed in the hospital bed where he slowly got better and better. He joked with the nurses and laughed with the other patients, who found him to be entertaining and funny. But, best of all, Anders was happy. For the first time in his life, he wasn't afraid. He wasn't terrified, constantly thinking about what could possibly go wrong, what could possibly make him sick or