turn my head to notice he was
reaching for the fireplace poker. I let out a sigh as I scoot out
of the way so he can adjust the fire, looking around my room trying
to distract me from his body being so close to mine. Once he has
returned the fire to the roar it once had, he comes back into
sitting position across from me.
“I don’t exactly know what to tell you,” and
I realize he was pondering his answer this entire time, “You are
the first of your kind. I don’t know what is supposed to happen or
what you can do because there is no norm. We have to figure it out
as we go along.” I stare into his blue eyes that are echoing the
flickering flames they stare at. I have mixed feelings myself about
all this, but Nate seems to hate the unknown and I have a feeling
guilt is behind all of this uneasiness.
“You did the right thing, you know that,
right?” I echo his words of encouragement from earlier.
He finally snaps out of his thoughts and
looks over to me, “I know,” he finally smiles.
“You know Nate, I’ve been thinking a lot
about something Jack told me,” I catch him roll his eyes slightly
knowing full well he doesn’t care too much for my friend Jack.
Maybe it’s because we date. If one awkward date counts as ‘dating.’
He waits patiently for me to continue, “He said someone went
through a lot of trouble to create me. That Angels don’t love,
Angels don’t bleed, and the circumstances surrounding my accident
were kind of… impossible.” I see Nate’s teeth clench when my words
seem to echo his own thoughts, “I take it you already knew this!
You know, Nate, we are in this together! You kinda have to let me
in on these things. It involves me just as much as you now, if not
more!”
“I didn’t want to worry you, I wanted to
wait until I had more answers to give you.”
“No,” I shake my head, “That’s not how this
works! I thought we agreed no more secrets remember?!” glancing
over to him his eyes are looking at me as I lay into him and I
soften, “You bring up a problem and we discuss it and come to a
conclusion together. We are a team now. You aren’t protecting me by
keeping me in the dark.”
“I’m sorry, I’m used to more of a hierarchy,
if you didn’t have proof- you didn’t bring it up.”
My last shred of anger fades when I come to
the realization that this is all new to him. Earth, relationships,
democracy, and I have to be more patient. “Team?” I ask holding up
my pinky finger for a pinky promise, something me and Amanda do all
the time.
He flashes me his mind-boggling smile as he
extends his hand and links his finger with mine. “Team,” he repeats
as I feel the fire flickering within him warm my finger before we
let it fall between us.
“So, let’s start with why you didn’t tell me
about this, is it something to be concerned about?” I ask popping
open a can of soda and taking a swig.
Nate takes a deep breath before he begins,
“ Someone did go through a lot of trouble to make sure you
came to fruition. But – who is still uncertain. Only high
ranking Angels can invade dreams, give Angel feelings, or blood for
that matter, but they don’t necessarily have to be good.”
The thought makes me shiver even with the
heat from the fire against my back. I can’t help the goose bumps
that sprout up along my arm at the thought of my creation being
some kind of evil plot. “So… I could be evil ?” I swallow
hard finally saying the words out loud.
“You can be whoever you want to be, Sera.
The circumstances regarding your accident can be tainted, but you
and your powers care all mine—Good,” he incessantly points to his
chest, his heart.
My mind is going a mile a minute, I don’t
think for one second it’s some kind of accident that the ‘Fire
Angel’ was picked to give me his blood. What is the one thing a
person thinks of when they think of Hell—Fire. The fact that
Lucifer has gone above and beyond to get my attention at every
turn,