6 Hours Away Novels & Stories

I couldn't wait to step outside this plane. Only 6 hours and 40 minutes separated me from Sara. I felt each passing second in my bone. "Soon, my love", I whispered, not letting the screen out my sight.

I close the door behind me and the corridor noise cuts to almost nothing. He stands at the window for another moment and then he says, "You've been unreachable for six hours."

Sonia's voice, strained but unmistakable. Relief cascaded through him, so powerful it momentarily eclipsed his pain. "Sonia? How did you—" "Stay still," she interrupted, professional focus evident despite the emotion underlying her words. "I need to widen this opening without triggering another collapse." The light disappeared as she withdrew to work. Alex heard the scrape of metal against concrete, the careful shifting of debris. "The extraction team?" he asked as she worked. "Six hours away, minimum." The matter-of-fact tone couldn't disguise her tension. "You have nineteen minutes of oxygen. The math didn't work."

"Just for a second. I felt them respond." Dr. Thorne's expression softened. "The bond is holding. That's good. That's very good. It means you're maintaining the connection even at this distance." "How far away are they now?" Eve asked. Dr. Thorne checked her phone. "Based on the time and assuming they're driving at highway speeds? Probably sixty to seventy miles. They're making good time." Sixty to seventy miles. Such a small distance in the grand scheme of things. But it felt like continents. Like galaxies. Like an impossible chasm that could never be crossed.

I stood there, frozen, my heart racing so fast it felt like I’d run a mile. The moment he disappeared into the building, I exhaled shakily and pressed a hand to my chest. Evelyn’s face flashed again in my mind... that cold, satisfied smile. If she saw him crossing his arms on my shoulders just now, if she caught even a glimpse... No. I couldn’t even finish the thought. I pulled my phone from my bag and checked the time: 8:47 a.m. Six hours. Six hours to decide whether to go or to end this before everything blew up. I took a deep breath and walked toward the entrance.

he answered, tossing a small piece of wood into the small campfire. “Oh, how far?” I asked hesitantly. “Six hours by regular car, three hours by a junky Rider van.” “Wow,” I murmured, nodding. We were still gazing at the night sky before I asked him another question. “Is this camp permanent?” I asked, turning to him.

He rolled his eyes and groaned. "Damn right, I'll be late." Chain picked up his keys and we made our way into the parking area under my apartment. Since I almost got killed by strychnine, Chain and I agreed that he'd stay until he's sure. I'll never know when he's sure but I trust him. "How far is it again?" I asked Chain. "We'll be going back to our home town, It'll take uo about four or more hours, Depending on the trafic." He explained.

“Really?” Her eyes lit up with hope again. Iris nodded and continued, “Yes, so don’t be so pessimistic. We’ve called for help and are now waiting for them to arrive.” “When will they arrive?” Quinn asked, crying from happiness. “I have no idea.” Iris said with a troubled look on her face, “However, they will need at least four hours. After all, it’s inconvenient to airlift a lot of the equipment, so they can only walk.” Four hours?

He had nearly died in that safe house. Not almost-close. Actually nearly. Six minutes between when he got out and when they reached the location. Six minutes and I had been carrying that memory for three years like a stone I could not put down, turning it over and over, six minutes, six minutes, what if it had been seven.

I tell him. "Hopefully," he replies. The convoy moves through the pre-dawn and the road unreels ahead of us and the sky is starting to do the thing it does before it decides to become morning, that specific dark going slightly less dark at the edges, and I sit with my ability extended and the bond warm beside me and the road ahead. Six hours. At the end of six hours... Corvyn Ashte. At the end of Corvyn Ashte... after Corvyn Ashte.