I know I am opening myself up to a whole new fandom here, but I actually started writing this story last spring, before my Gilmore Girls story and since it is starting to slow down, I thought I would publish the beginning of this one. I don't know how quick the updates will be, since I have a full time job 2 small children a husband and another story I am committed to finishing, but I hope this is well received.

Patch continued to carry me after we left the cemetery. I realized neither one of us had driven; I had ridden with Scott and Vee. Patch had been on what used to be his motorcycle before he was cast into Hell. "You can put me down if you want," I said with my head still buried in his shoulder.

Not a chance, Angel, he whispered into my mind, I can feel you for the first time and I want to touch you as much as possible.

I could feel myself blushing as I thought about touching Patch. My mind began to wander to thoughts about what our life would be like now. We could be seen together again, now that I didn't have an army of angry Nephilim watching my every move, waiting for a reason to remove me from power, thereby failing my oath.

Patch and I had made an oath as well to love each other eternally, during his vows Patch had said he wanted to fall asleep next to me every night and wake up with me every morning. That thought made me smile as I drifted off to sleep in Patch's arms. Though I knew I would have to revisit it in a less pleasant conversation, eventually, with my mother.

I woke up suddenly, with the realization that Patch was no longer carrying me. In fact Patch was nowhere around. I heard an impatient knocking on a door. I got my bearings and realized I was in Patch's bed at the townhouse. I found the clock on the bedside table and realized four hours had passed since I went into battle, and it was now late morning. The sound of voices drifted back to the bedroom. There were three of them, two females and one male, I recognized all of them. The frantic and sad sounding voice of my best friend, Vee, hit me first. Then the angry, panicked tones of my mother, and the soft reassuring voice of an angel. "Calm down, Blythe, Nora is here, she's just sleeping." Patch tried to reassure her.

"I want to see her now," my mother spat at him, "you can't keep her from me, she is still a child."

At that I got up and headed to the living room, I was going to have to face my next battle sooner than I had hoped. "Mom, I'm fine, but we need to talk."

"You bet we need to talk, you don't come home last night, and you're not answering your phone. I finally get ahold of Vee and she is crying and ranting about a duel and fallen Angels and people dying. Then I get here and you come out of his bedroom half naked!"

Not knowing what she meant, I looked down and saw my bare legs poking out of the bottom of one of Patch's black t-shirts. His thoughts entered my mind as I started to blush, I didn't figure you wanted to sleep in your dirty, ripped clothes.

Thanks, I thought back at him as I realized my bra and underpants were still on.

"Well, would you like to explain yourself young lady?'"

"It's a really long story, Mom, and I haven't really slept in four days. I just want to go back to bed," I half whined.

"You can start explaining on the drive home, if I'm satisfied with what I hear you can go to bed and we will discuss your punishment when you wake up."

"No," I choked out, "I can't leave Patch!"

My mom opened her mouth, I'm sure to I'm sure give me more of her opinion of Patch, but was cut off by an oddly quiet and sullen Vee, " I think you should hear her out Mrs. Grey, there's a lot going on that you don't understand."

Wow, I thought , a few short weeks ago Vee would have been just as angry and confused as my mother currently was, but here she was coming to my defense "But the first thing I need to know is…" Vee trailed off. But I knew what she wanted and it was the one thing I never wanted to tell her.

"He's gone Vee, Scott died." The sobs started racking my body as the tears started to pour down my face. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Vee, it's my fault, it's all my fault, if I could have just," Patch had me pressed to his body and his arms wrapped around me before I could finish.

It's not your fault, Angel, it's Dante's, none of this is your fault.

"But he died trying to save me," I blurted not realizing that both my mom and Vee were waiting for me to finish. Vee just started crying harder and leaned in to my mom for support.

"But you won, they all died, I was there, I saw it! And how is he here, I thought they were all gone? You were crying about him being gone and not wanting to go on without him and he's standing here and Scott isn't and I want to know why." I eyed my mom curiously trying to decide if she was still angry or just confused.

"P-Patch possessed Rixon to get out of Hell," I managed to say.

"Wait, Rixon? The guy who shot you?" My mom interjected. "What does he have to do with Scott's death, and Patch?" The questions began to fall out of my mother's mouth before I had a chance to process them all. "Possessed? Hell? What have you gotten my daughter into?" she shot at Patch. Vee was staring at me, my mom glared a Patch. Both of them wanted answers and I was the one who had to give them to them.

"I guess I should start with the basics for my mom," I looked at Vee, "then get to the questions about this morning." Vee nodded as I moved to the couch, careful to keep Patch's hand in mine the whole time. I needed his strength to get through this. I wanted him to talk, but I knew he knew this was my story to tell.

I'm right here, Angel. I heard as he squeezed my hand tightly.

"I'm Nephilm, Mom, and so are Vee, and Scott and Hank."

"Neph-what? What does this have to do with Hank? And Patch is he this Nephily thing too?"

"No, Mom, Patch is a Fallen Angel. A Nephilim is the offspring of a human and a Fallen Angel."

"So how are you one, you just said Hank was Neph- Nep-"

"Nephilim, Mom, he gave me a blood transfusion, it was why he set up the car accident and pushed you down the stairs. He had a plan, for me to lead his army. So Patch didn't involve me in anything, your choices caused this. And just in case your mind hasn't cleared out from the mind tricking he was doing to you yet, you should also know that Hank is the one that was responsible for my kidnapping." I said with an edge of anger to my voice. All these years she had claimed to be in love with my father and I found out that she was only with him because Hank asked his best friend to take care of his mistress and their baby while he went back to his wife and her baby, my half-sister, Marcie.

"He did what? What army? Please, Nora what is going on?" She completely ignored the part about some of this being caused be her.

I just began to talk, the words coming out like vomit before I could stop them. I told my mother about all the things I had been keeping from her all these months. She listened intently, the expression on her face changing as I went through the parts about Patch and Rixon both wanting me as a sacrifice. The torment I faced from Chauncey and Dabria; My Dad's murder and Scott's roll in it. When I got to the part about Hank, she cried. I told her that Hank's intention that night at Delphic was to kill me as retribution for Chauncey and that Patch had agreed to spy for him if he spared my life; and how Patch had traded his wings for my release. I knew that a lot of this was news to Vee too, but she just sat on the floor with her face on her knees and her arms wrapped around her shins, sobbing every once in a while and crying softly. I hoped she was listening, because I didn't know how much Scott had told her and I didn't want to repeat it later. When I finally got to the events of today Vee looked up, her eyes red and puffy and ringed with tears. "Dante had me pinned down and without my sword," I recanted, "that's when Scott showed up and started to fight him, Scott was doing really well and I thought he would be able to take him down and I could get the Devil Craft enhanced sword away from Dante and kill him with it, but then Scott slipped on the wet grass." The next part came out of me almost robotically, I was too tired and emotionally drained to stop and think now, "Dante had him down then he stabbed him through the heart and twisted the sword. I wanted to scream and run to Scott, but I knew I couldn't. I had to kill Dante, not just because of the Devil Craft but also for Scott. I had to somehow get the sword away from him. But he tackled me and started to choke me. I thought it was all over and that I had failed. Just as I was about to pass out, the ceramic angel behind Dante caught my eye. It called out to me in Patch's voice telling me to possess him and kill him. So when I got inside of his body, I fell on the sword. I was thrown from Dante's body as he and all the other Fallen Angels who had sworn an oath to him started to deteriorate."

My mom's eyes were teary now. I was glad to be almost done with the story. I continued on with my interaction with Detective Basso and about finding Patch. I stopped suddenly when I got to the part about our oath, "ummm," I bit my lip and looked at Patch.

What should I tell them about us?

Whatever you want, but I would be honest, one of them will find out eventually.

"Nora, what's going on, you stopped in the middle of a sentence?"

Mom, Patch and I, we are, well it's-"

You can do this, I'm right here, Angel, and I am not going anywhere.

I continued, "Patch and I swore an oath to each other, and sealed it with our blood. We promised to love each other forever." Everything inside of me tightened as the understanding of what I had just said hit my mom.

"Nora Grey, you are seventeen years old. I don't care what happened to you or what you think you feel, you are too young to be making life long commitments to some boy you have only known for a few months. What do you think I am just going to let you get married and move in here? You must have lost your mind!"

"Mom, I love Patch, I don't feel safe if he isn't close to me. I can't be separated from him," I pleaded. Vee just stared at us. I wasn't sure if she was in shock or not understanding what was happening.

"I won't allow it, I can keep you from her," her words were directed at Patch now; "I'll call the police and have you arres-"I cut her off.

"Mom! Stop, you can't change this. We swore a blood oath, under Heaven, I'm pretty sure the Coldwater police department can't do anything about it." She just gaped at me, unsure of how to respond. Patch jumped in to ease the tension.

"Why don't you go home with her," I opened my mouth to protest but Patch was faster than me, softly placing his fingertips on my lips, "you need some rest, and she needs time to process all of this. Just go, I'll come over tomorrow and the three of us can talk. I'll take Vee home, if that's okay" he looked at her and she just shrugged. Patch pulled me up and kissed my mouth lightly as his thoughts invaded my mind.

I'll be there when you go to bed, just leave your window unlocked. You know I am not going to let her keep us apart.