"Are we dead? Or is this real?" He asked, looking around and praying it wasn't the afterlife.

Grace smiled, "We're alive. You've been out for the past half hour. I feared the worst at first, but you were just sleeping. It seems that my power can only come into this world with your mind at rest, and...," she took a deep breath. "It can only exit the world the same way."

Stephen sat up straight, watching her with wide set eyes, "Does that mean we did it? Are you free?"

She giggled, "I can't feel it anymore. There was always this extra sense inside of me, a well if you will, that I could draw from. I can't feel the well anymore. It's gone. I'm no longer a genie."

"But you're alive. And you're you," Stephen said, reaching out to touch her arm, and her leg, just to make sure she wasn't some vision of an angel. She laughed as he explored her body.

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"If you want to see more, just say the word, baby," she winked, while spreading her legs slightly.

Stephen chuckled, before finally looking up in her eyes, "Grace, I love you."

She stopped her giggling, and reached out to caress the side of his face. Her expression turned to adoration and she gently stroked his cheek. "And I love you, Stephen. Because I choose to. Not because the magic binds me to you. I love you because I choose you, and I choose you forever."

They collided into each others arms a moment later, and Stephen pulled her down to the floor. He kissed her tenderly, mixing each successive kiss with different levels of pa.s.sion. She was real, and she loved him. She was no longer a slave to him, and for that, he couldn't have been happier.

Breaking their kiss slightly, Grace whispered against his lips, "I will admit, it will take some getting used to about not being able to read your mind when I want."

Stephen chuckled as she pressed her lips against his once more. He murmured against her mouth, "The things we do for love."