Hmm so this hasn't been beta'd, anybody interesting in doing so then let me know. All mistakes are mine, unfortunately the characters etc are not

Prologue

Sunrise. It was a magical spectacle to see in any form but as she stood upon the beach with the others and watched as the sky became streaked in reds and oranges, she listened to the celestial song it brought with it.

For Andrea was no ordinary mortal but instead an angel as known in the common language. She was one of many angels whose task it was to watch over humans and protect them in unseen ways. Her main responsibility was to appear to those who were close to death and guide them to the next life. She had to stay in accordance with her duties, but other than that, Andrea was free to do as she chose. The sunrise sang for her, heights didn't matter and time, space or distances were of no concern.

Yesterday she had been walking the corridors of Elias-Clarke until the time had come for her to make herself known to Ray the security guard down in the lobby. The poor guy was only a few months shy from retiring but his weakness for doughnuts and takeout food had left his heart weak. Andrea was there to guide him as he crossed from one life to another.

Before that, she had found herself in front of the offices of something referred to as Runway, observing the vast number of people who all of a sudden seemed to jump into state of panic. There was a red haired woman in particular who seemed to be stressed the most as she made her way towards the elevator. Andrea may not have been able to interfere but she could at least try to bring about some sense of calm. So she had reached out to the woman, placing a hand upon her shoulder and soon felt a little peace settle within her.

It was when she felt herself being called away that she first laid eyes upon the white haired woman. It was a quick glance but that was all it took. She had stepped out of the elevator and began to briskly walk down the corridor when she suddenly looked up and stopped. If she hadn't known it was impossible, Andrea could have sworn the woman had looked right at her. She had little time to think about it, instead fulfilling her duty to comfort Ray in his time of need. But now as she stood staring at the sky before her, listening to the melodic music as it washed over her, she found herself thinking of nothing but the woman she had seen.

And luckily just before she had disappeared from the floor, she had heard the red haired woman who must have been an assistant speak the name of the one who now occupied her thoughts.

Miranda.