With the other girls

You threw your gaze around with a wild and frightened expression etched into your face following the panicked cry for your sister. Feeling a tug on your sleeve, you reluctantly turned to face Mary. Her tender smile putting you at ease and with a short nod of her head, you notice three startled girls crouching behind the pews a few rows back.

Tears begin falling down your cheeks when a fourth girl, her red hair tousled and damp with sweat, appeared from behind the wooden bench. “Sorry, sis. Just felt a little dizzy trying to open the door for my friends and collapsed.” She briefly paused to gauge your reaction as she saw you rushing towards her. “Don't worry I'm fi...uugh...”

Kirstin's voice cut out as you embraced her tightly. So much for being the strong supporting elder sibling. A chuckle became stuck in your throat and uncertain how you felt you instead pressed her face protectively against your bosom, stroking the tangled crimson locks with a firm hand. She moaned in response, the warm breath against your skin sent shivers down your spine. It didn't matter you realised, she'd always be your cute little sister.

“There's an office behind the pulpit where she can rest,” one from the trio spoke up, “we should be able to carry her between the two of us.” Judging by the tall and lanky figure of Kirstin's friend you quickly arrived at the same conclusion. You had also noticed she wore a necklace adorned with a vague Celtic shaped symbol, guessing it was Isabel based on your sister's prior description of the raven haired Wiccan.

She met your disapproving scowl with her one of her own, coughing to make sure she had your attention.

Mumbling a sheepish apology to her when you noticed, Isabel's features softened but otherwise ignored the comment and instead directed you to help support Kirstin so she could stand.

Isabel hadn't been wrong, together you had quickly made your way across the stone floor of the chapel to the raised platform. With Mary's voice echoing behind you, promising to bring you some food later, you shifted Kirsten's weight so Isabel could open the door.