The fate of two worlds hangs in the balance as three lives entangle: Jake, a man shifted to an alternate Earth, where he must drain energy from others to survive. Tess, the parapsychologist trying to save him. Ross, the FBI agent torn between duty and his love for Tess.
I could feel you, long before I touched you. Your warmth. Your energy. Something emanated out of you, like a field of tangible light. Warm and amber. Thick like honey. I didn’t understand what it was, but I knew that I needed it. When I touched you, I plunged into molten light. It enveloped me, seeping into my pores. I tasted you on my tongue, in the back of my throat. Felt you pulsing through my veins. Along my nerve fibers. I wanted more. I wanted all of you.
Dreams About Flying, Alexi Murdoch
Sickbeds, The Frames
Nothingman, Pearl Jam
Ross suddenly realized the important thing he’d missed in all the chaos of noise in his head -- in the panic over his complete loss of control, and in the confusion of voices alternately lecturing him about duty and consistency, loyalty and love. He had to go after Tess because he loved her, because he was physically desperate for her, and because she was right. If she wanted to be with Jake, Ross would let her go, but before that the Bureau had to listen to her. Ross had to bring her back and make them listen to her.
Ross & The Important Thing
If she was still alive.
So Far From Your Weapon, The Dead Weather
Bad Blood, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Trophies, Adrian Crowley
Shock knotted her vocal cords. Ross had just offered her the thing she most needed from him -- a thing that could jeopardize his career -- with no strings attached. She couldn’t leave him in the dark about her feelings any longer.
She flattened her palms against his chest and dropped her eyes, trying to recover her voice.
“You don’t have to decide right now,” said Ross. “About Jake I mean.”
“No,” she laughed, shaking her head. “I don’t need time. I just…” She lifted her gaze to his face. “Falling in love with a man, let alone two men -- I honestly wasn’t sure it would ever happen to me.”
His arms tightened around her. She continued, “My heart is breaking over Jake. But you make me feel whole. You make me ache with loving and wanting. You make me want to hold onto life.”
“Tess,” he hissed, pulling her against him. She felt the tension trip along his muscles.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, brushing her lips against his earlobe. A shock of desire shot through her. “I love you,” she whispered.
The Toll, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Little Suicides, The Golden Palominos
Family Tree, HalfwayHome - TV on the Radio