He tried the infernal button again and waited. Nothing. He looked at the number clock light up; it had been ten minutes’ time by his estimation. He looked back toward the cliff. Had she just dropped it? He looked down at the radio on her seat again. Did she fall? He looked to the cliff. He was sitting here all while she could be injured and he was useless to assist her. He wanted to get out of the car and go to her. He grit his teeth; if he were to attempt to go to her, he could find himself back within his boundaries many miles from here—and her.
Watching as a young couple walked by the place she had gone down, they did not pause in the slightest, so she could not be calling out. His heart jumped to his throat. Had he lost her? Would he be left sitting here in this spot lost in conjecture? He squeezed his eyes shut, praying to any gods that would still have him that she not be hurt, that she be well. “Miranda,” he whispered. “I can’t have lost you; I’ve only just found you, love.”
Randy rested her face against the rock for a minute. Her wrists were shaking, and it was taking both of them to make sure she was squeezing hard enough to not fall. She looked up; she wasn’t sure, but it looked like she was only about five feet from the top now. Then again, hadn’t she thought that about five feet ago? It wasn’t fair, really, climbing a cliff that grew taller by the minute.
The rope jerked, and she gave a little hiss. Had someone found it? She watched as the rock went by her and pushed with her feet so she wouldn’t break her face on it. Holding on with every ounce of strength she had, she almost let go, when a hand reached down and grabbed her wrist. Looking up slowly, she saw Jareth’s face leaning over the edge. “Jareth? You’re out of the car!” A dumb thing to say, she realized, but she was tired and scared half to death.
He grit his teeth. “Grab my wrist with your other hand.” She shook her head, not wanting to let go of the rope. “I’ve got you, love, let go.”
She went to move and the slack from his pulling wrapped around the backpack. She tried to flip it away from her body.