The Love of an Angel
Hi, I'm back with yet another series!:) Ok, this is definitely something new for me. I've never written anything with like supernatural type things in it. So if it sucks, you'll know why. Okay, some background. Chandler, Phoebe, and Joey (only Chandler appears in this chapter though) are angels, and Ross, Rachel (who doesn't appear in this chap. either), and Monica are not. Ross and Monica aren't siblings either. This mostly deals with Chandler and Monica, the others are just supporting characters. You'll find more about their roles later on. This is very, very, very, very loosely based on the movie City of Angels. I haven't seen the movie in ages though, so I remember very little about it. Oh and nobody's gonna die at the end…I can't deal with that. Okay, I guess that's it. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, even if some of them aren't human in this.
Chandler walked through the New York City streets, studying the people surrounding him. He knew that he shouldn't be walking around down on Earth, but he couldn't help it. He liked being on Earth, studying the people and their behavior. It didn't matter to him that he was invisible to them all. Well, he wasn't invisible if he willed another to see him, but he never did wish for that. It was one of the many crimes that could be committed by an angel on Earth. There were so many rules because humans were not supposed to know that angels existed. They just had to believe in angels blindly, or not believe at all.
Despite the fact that he was going against the rules, Chandler continued to walk down the streets. He would study the souls of the people. That was one of the many abilities that angels possessed. They could see through the bodies of people and directly into their souls. Chandler noticed a little boy holding hands with his father. He smiled when he saw the whiteness of the boy's soul. The soul changed colors depending on the behavior of the person. Usually, children had pure white souls because they hadn't had the chance to blacken their souls yet. However, there was the occasional child whose soul was closer to black than white. Whenever Chandler saw those children, his non-existent heart ached for them. Corruption was popular on Earth, and Chandler, being an angel, couldn't understand why.
After wandering the streets for a while, he felt that he had only ten minutes before he had to report to the hospital for duty. He could feel the time was near. He headed towards the hospital with a heavy heart. When he arrived there, he sensed exactly where he had to go. He sighed when he saw that it would be a young girl he had to guide. When he saw the little girl's soul rise from within her dying body, he went over to her and grabbed her hand. She fought him. She didn't want to leave Earth. Sadly, Chandler began to fly up, bringing her with him to heaven. He had to do it because if he didn't guide the girl's soul, she would be forced into hell. So, he flew upwards, his wings helping him along, and brought the girl with him. Her soul was crying and still fighting with him. He hated so much when they didn't want to leave Earth. It made him feel so guilty for having to take them away from what they love. However, he guided her up to her place in heaven, looked at her one last time, and flew upwards towards where the angels lived.
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Monica looked down at her patient intently. She was a surgeon and worked hard at her job. She was determined to not allow anyone else to die under her care. Just hours before this operation, a little girl had died, and the guilt Monica felt was killing her inside. Still, she concentrated on the task at hand. Monica took her job very seriously. She worked long hours and never took vacations. She had to fight against death. Death was her worst enemy, ever since her parents both died in a car accident, leaving her an orphan. It was her inspiration to become a surgeon. She felt that even if her parents could not have been saved, maybe she could save others.
After a few hours, Monica finished the surgery and cleaned herself up. It seemed, at the moment, that the man she had just finished operating on would be fine. She hoped he would be, especially since she rarely lost anyone on her table, and she didn't think she could deal with losing two people in one day. She walked by the room that the girl who died was staying in and saw the girl's parents crying hysterically. Monica looked away quickly, the guilt continuing to build up inside of her. Instead, she headed towards the lockers. She sat down on the bench, exhausted from her day, and began to think. Suddenly, she was jolted out of her thoughts by a voice.
"Hey Monica."
"Oh, hey Ross."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well…I heard what happened and I…"
"Those things happen. Can't do anything about them."
Ross looked at her skeptically. "I've lost people on the operating table before, too, Mon. I know it's not that easy to get over it."
"Yeah well, what do you want me to do?"
"Nothing. I just want you to know it's not your fault. That girl was very sick. Nothing could've been done."
"I know, I still can't help, but feel guilty."
"I know." Ross hugged Monica from behind and then gave her a kiss on the head.
"Okay, you should really get home. Have some dinner, SLEEP!"
"Yeah, sure."
"You really should take a vacation."
"No time for a vacation."
She placed her bag in her locker and put her coat on.
"Whatever you say."
She smiled. "Thanks Ross. See ya tomorrow."
"Ok, bye. And get some sleep!"
"I will, I will."
Monica headed down the hall, and felt someone's presence behind her. Her heart sped up as she turned around, but she didn't see anyone. She quickened her pace and continued for the door.
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Chandler had decided to go back to the hospital and walk around. Often, he would watch the other angels lead spirits to heaven. It was sad to Chandler, yet he always watched. He wanted to see what it looked like from another perspective. After all, he couldn't see things when he was doing it himself. He also watched the families as they saw their loved ones take their last breaths. That night, while walking down the corridor, he had noticed a beautiful, dark- haired woman in front of him. At first, he thought she was visiting a sick person, but after observing her a bit, he realized that she was a surgeon there. He heard another hospital worker, an older man, talking to her, and he paused to listen.
"Now, Ms. Geller, people die during surgery all the time."
"Yes, I am aware of that, sir."
"Good, now go get some rest."
"Yes sir. Thank you."
He noted that he must be the woman's boss, due to her polite attitude and his words of advice to her. He also realized that the girl he had guided to heaven had died under her care. Chandler became interested in this woman. He decided to follow her for a while.
She walked outside, into the dark, cold, winter night, but he couldn't feel the bitter chilliness of winter. He had neither blood, nor flesh. At that moment, he wished he could feel the winter that he heard people talk about, but he pushed that yearning away. After all, he was an angel. He would live for all eternity in heaven. What could bad about that? The woman paused at a bus stop, and waited patiently, moving slightly in order to warm her body. He waited with her, studying her. He noticed that her soul, although not pure white, was closer to light than dark. That was a good thing, for many grown people had souls closer to dark. He also realized that her heart suffered the weight of many hardships. He could tell just by the way she presented herself. Her eyes were set and she had some wrinkles on her forehead. The bus arrived and she boarded it. Chandler didn't follow her though. He realized that he had spent enough time on Earth, and would be questioned by his friends, so he made his way back up. However, he could not get the dark-haired woman off his mind.
So…? Should I continue? Ok, and if I do decide to continue, don't be too shocked if it takes me a week to get the next chapter up, but it's almost time for *gasp* midterms, and things are getting a little crazy in school. Ok, please leave me a review. Thanks!