//NAPASHA!!!//

Napoleon not only heard but felt the scream to the very core of his soul //Illyusha?//

//He has me, love!//

//Who has you?  Where are you?//

//In The Cave underneath Kilimanjaro//

//What did he threaten you with?//

//Your soul//

//Does He truly understand the full extent of our Bonding?//

//I'm not certain what He understands, Napoleon.  He is trying to force me to drink His blood.//

Silence; then //I take it if you don't, all of us will die//

//Yes//

The weakness of the answer was not lost on Solo. //You are holding my crucifix, Illyusha??//

//I am//

Napoleon noticed the Russian's voice was nearly gone. //Then time is of the essence.  Hold on, Beloved.  What the Great One doesn't know could be His undoing//

//I love you, Napasha//

//And I, you.  Now, listen to me very carefully: with my next words give into the Great One's desire to bite you only.  Understood?//

//Understood//
 

Valentine was the first to hear it - a soft baritone seemingly coming from a great distance.  He concentrated all his senses on the sound.

"This little light of mine....."

Yes!  There it was again.  Someone was definitely singing!

//But that is impossible!  How could anyone still be alive?//

"I'm gonna let it shine.  Oh, this little light of mine......"

Alexander Waverly joined his soulmate; a smile lit his features.  "It would appear we are not finished after all, Valentine", he stated, embracing the ancient Vampire.

"I'm gonna let it shine.  Alleluia!"

"Who is that!?", Valentine demanded, more than a little confused.

"THAT, my Beloved, is Napoleon Solo", Waverly replied, his voice barely concealing the pride he felt in his CEA.

"Solo?  He lives?"

"Obviously."

"Please explain to me why he is singing."

Before Waverly could answer the room where Solo lad lain near death began to glow - softly at first.....

"This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.  Let it shine......"

The glow intensified to near blinding.

"....let it shine.  Let it shine."

Waverly and Valentine watched in awe as the door dissolved.  Light spilled forth and flooded the room where they stood.  It continued on until every corner of UNCLE headquarters, and its' personnel, were bathed in its radiance.
 

"It is time, my Prince.  Time to take your eternal place by my side", the Great One announced.

Illya smiled to himself for he remembered Napoleon's instructions. "Yes", Illya agreed.  "It is time.  Do as you will."

The Great One licked His lips, then traced the line of the strong neck, located the vein, and sank his fangs into the soft flesh.  He screamed as light erupted from the wound instead of blood.