“It is no more than I deserve,” he sighed. “What must I do?”
“Thank you, Drake. I am indebted to you once again. All I ask is that you do what you can to bring her back, whatever that may be.”
“And if that involves my taking her to the brink of bodily death?” Drake asked.
“Even as she is I doubt you would be able to do such a thing, but yes, if that’s what it takes.”
“And what if the only way to save her required her to drink from a mortal? Would you still be eager, knowing it would damn her to hell?”
“Ah,” Danny cried out, “such a dilemma. If I knew there was not a chance in hell, heaven or earth that she could ever die, then I would not hesitate to say yes, but she is not God. There is always the possibility, as for every immortal, that her life will be taken from her.”
“Let us hop
