WARNING! if you haven't read the books, or at least the first one, SPOILER ALERT! you have been warned. AU but starts after Cam and Daniel fight in the first book. When Mr. Cole broke up the fight, he sent Cam off to detention work in the dorm building. He sent Daniel to find Ms. Sophia to help her fix some further damage in the library. Ms. Sophia says something about Daniel being a fool. He asks her why. This is to be read with the understanding/already knowing that Daniel, Cam, Ms. Sophia, Gabbe, Arriane, etc.. are fallen angels. Specifically though, knowing Cam, Daniel, and Ms. Sophia since the others may or may not appear. And also, I can't be the only one shipping this, right? I cannot for the life of me find fanart or fanfics with CamxDaniel. Like seriously.

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Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim the Fallen series. All rights belong to Lauren Kate.

Chapter One: Remembrance

Daniel and Cam were circling each other, fists raised. Cam had blood trailing down his chin and neck. He grinned, a bloodstained wicked grimace.

"That all you got Grigori?" He stepped forward, taking a well aimed swing at Daniel's face. "I think you can do better!"

His fist struck Daniel in the side of the head, blinding him with pain. He could feel the wet blood drip fast, mixing with the rain, a blend of hot and cold running down his skin. He struck back, hitting Cam's left cheek. His knuckles exploded with pain, but Cam went down. He took a moment to get to his knees, and even then he was still stunned. Blood ran down his white face. He slowly stood. They began walking in the circle again. Daniel lurched forward, grabbing the front of Cam's T-shirt. He held tight and proceeded to strike the dark haired boy repeatedly.

Mr. Cole chose that moment to break them apart. He grabbed them both tightly by the back of their necks. He squeezed until they stopped wriggling to get away.

"What the hell is wrong with you two? Is the death of one student not enough? Stop trying to kill each other. Next time you won't get such lax punishment. Cam, go find Randy in the dorms. She needs help clearing out Todd's room."

Daniel and Mr. Cole watched Cam run off, muttering curses to himself.

"Daniel, why do you provoke him?"

"I don't! That prick is the one who starts it!"

"Daniel, language."

"No, you never fucking believe me! What the hell am I supposed to do? Lay there and let him kill me?!"

"Daniel. Whatever bad blood there is with you two, you have to let it go. Ignore him."

"It's not that simple." Daniel spoke through gritted teeth.

"Make it that simple. Go to the library."

"Why?"

"Ms. Sophia needs help fixing what she can from the fire. Go."

Daniel jogged away, also cursing to himself, but silently.

When he reached the library door, he contemplated going around the building and just going back to his room. Ms. Sophia opened the door, however, ruining that thought.

She led him up the stairs to the main entrance to the library. She pushed the door open, and gestured for the teen to enter the room before her. She shut the door after them and moved to her makeshift desk.

"You're an imbecile."

She hadn't even looked up, she was shuffling papers.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Sophia, don't try to start anything. I'm not in the mood."

"Well, you better get in the mood! You're not thinking about anything!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He turned to face her. She locked her eyes on his, intensely focusing on him.

"I'm talking about Luce. Why do you love her? What is perfect about her?"

"She's smart. And beautiful."

"What are the colours you see when you close your eyes and think of your only true love?"

Daniel closed his eyes. "Soft black and sharp, blinding white. And... Green?"

He opened his eyes, looking at the librarian puzzled. "Luce doesn't have any green. Where did my mind get green?"

Ms. Sophia sighed and looked at the dark bruises on his face. "That's part of a memory you can't reach. It was veiled when you fell. You can find it if you reach for it. You have to want remember. If you don't want to see past what you know of Your love now, you'll keep running blindly through the same cycle, over and over again until time ceases to exist."

Daniel stared at his shoes. He thought about what Ms. Sophia had said. He felt like he had a guess as to who the green came from. He could picture the eyes perfectly. Deep emerald green around the edge of the iris getting lighter until it turned to topaz blue in the center. He'd always been amazed at how many shades and tones of green had managed to be in one iris. Recently, however, those eyes had been dull, lacking their usual glow. They had become a jaded green mess. Those eyes knew that love was lost on him.

Cam. It had to be him. Suddenly, light exploded in Daniel's mind, forcing him to his knees.

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Cam was shirtless, pale skin glowing. He was working on a new piece. Daniel watched from a distance, as he usually did. Watching Cam's muscles ripple beneath the smooth ivory surface. Watching as a beautiful scene unfolded on the canvas, and though it was merely a landscape it spoke to the blonde angel. It told of the sufferings and peaks it had witnessed in the stretch of existence known as life and time. Daniel smiled and walked over to the raven haired artist. His toned arms circled around a smaller waist. Cam sighed and leaned into Daniel, setting his paint palette aside.

"Is it saying enough? Or does it speak too much?"

"It's perfect. You're too critical."

Cam turned in Daniels arms, putting his arms around his neck. Daniel kissed his nose. Cam leaned up and claimed his lover's pink lips. Daniel deepened their kiss and gently lead Cam away from his painting. They made it to a large bed, covered with soft white and pale blue pillows and silken sheets. Soft yellow light sent rays into the room.

They made love slow and passionate. They were so familiar with one another, they could've kissed for days not needing any other contact but that. They loved each other so truly, so purely that their bodies were perfectly in tune. Daniel lead Cam to the edge first, knowing just how to move to unravel his artsy lover. When he saw Cam's lips part in a cry of his name, he plunged over the edge chasing Cam's high.

After they had rode out their desires, Cam rolled off of his lovers hips, collapsing next to him. Daniel rolled over and looked deep into Cam's endless green eyes. Cam smiled and placed a gentle kiss against his golden boys lips. Then they slept, content and safe in each others arms.

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It was like Daniel was watching some weird movie. He was watching them make love, watching them from a different time. This was a memory, a time he no longer knew in Heaven. In it, Cam was radiant. He was covered in paint of various colours. Music was blaring, somewhere nears Cam's studio area. That was Cam. He was art. He was music. Everything he did, a masterful work of art, a symphony of perfection. He was passion. He was fire. He was grace and he was triumph. He was his. Was. Not anymore. When they fell, part of their damnation was to never feel fulfilled again, to eternally search for each other. But they weren't supposed to remember. This cycle was different. Luce had changed between this cycle and the last. That much was obvious. She could see the shadows. Maybe Cam and Daniel could try again.

Daniel looked at the librarian. "Cam?"

She nodded. "You two were inseparable. I can tell you why you fell, if you'd like. Or you can go find Cam and speak with him. It's up to you."

Daniel didn't even respond. He took off, running down the stairs, taking them two at a time. He broke through the door, and ran into the rain.

ta da! new idea popped into my head last night. I had to get it out.