Howdy people! So, sequel it is.

Enjoy! :D

(Nerd alert: all my knowledge of Norse gods and stuff comes from comic books. I have the biggest crush on Thor. Don't judge me. Also, the song in the beginning is Love Like Winter by AFI.)

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1. Love like winter

Warn your warmth to turn away

Here it's December everyday.

Press your lips to the sculptures and surely you'll stay

For of sugar and ice I am made.

It's in the blood, I met my love before I was born.

He wanted love, I taste of blood,

He bit my lip and drank my war, from years before.

She exhales vanilla lace,

I barely dreamt her yesterday.

Read the lines in the mirror,

through the lipstick trace, "Por siempre"

She said "It seems you're somewhere

far away", to his face.

It's in the blood, I met my love before I was born.

She wanted love, I taste of blood,

She bit my lip and drank my war, from years before.

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"There are no stars here," Christine sighed, staring at the night sky. The wind roared, and they laid there on the green damp grass of Hyde Park.

"Oh, they're there alright. There's just too much light in this place," Gabriel said.

"Mmmh," Christine nodded, and turned to look at him. The moonlight cast shadows on his face, and his eyes looked even brighter.

"Let's go," he smiled, and stood up, holding out a hand for his lover.

"Where?"

"Where there's stars," he said. Christine smiled back at him, and took his hand.

Gabriel snapped his fingers, and suddenly they were in the coldest place Christine had ever been to, everything was covered in snow and ice. In the distance, behind them, was a grey fortress with a high and pointed tower. Christine looked up. The sky here was much clearer, and there were more stars than she'd ever seen.

"Where are we?" she asked, though she didn't really care. After the missed Apocalypse, she and Gabriel traveled all around the world, he showed her every last wonder the earth had to offer. Life with Gabriel was never boring, she discovered. He was always planning some kind of prank, and they were laughing most of the time.

"This is Asgard," he answered. "You know, Odin and the rest of the gang live here."

Christine nodded, and kept looking at the stars. They had spent the past week in London, Gabriel going all Trickster on a corrupted judge's ass, so it was nice to be out of the city and just stand there in silence.

"Are you cold?" Gabriel asked her. She shook her head. She couldn't get cold, she was dead after all. Sometimes the thought saddened her, because it seemed she couldn't feel anything. She missed the silliest things, like blushing, for instance. Most of all, she missed her heartbeat.

But when she did, she just rested her head on Gabriel's chest, and listened to his. It was her favorite sound in the world, never failed to calm her down.

"I like this place," she said, "it seems peaceful."

"Peaceful?" he laughed. "This place is a mess! Odin always finds some excuse to start a war," he snorted. Christine laughed. Every time he talked about the Norse gods, he always had something to complain about.

Of course, since they found out his true identity, he was banished from Asgard. Thor even tried to bash his head in with his infamous hammer, and that was probably the funniest thing Christine had witnessed during the past year.

"Did I tell you about that time they thought I'd killed Baldur? Man, they were pissed!" Gabriel chuckled, and Christine laughed again. "There was a war for that, too," he snorted.

They sat down on the snow, and Gabriel stared at her while she stared at the stars. He had been a lot of things, but he never thought he'd be… monogamous. And yet there he was, looking over at Christine and thinking that she was the most beautiful thing in all creation. When did I get this cheesy?

"Don't look at me like that, Gabe," Christine told the angel, smiling.

"I can't help it," he said, and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh, you're gonna get in trouble, Loki," Christine smirked.

"Trouble is my middle name, baby," he smiled, then leaned in and kissed her. The ice started melting under them as they frantically undressed each other, ignoring the freezing cold.

Christine kissed the angel's neck, then, like many times before, she bit it. Gabriel was used to that, and he loved the feeling, but this particular bite caught him by surprise. Why was she biting him now? They weren't making love yet, and this bite just made him feel like she was… just hungry for food. That had never happened before.

"Chris, stop," he told her. She didn't stop. "Christine?" he tried again, but she didn't seem to hear him. "Chris, stop!" he yelled, and pushed her away with all the strength he had. "What the hell was that?" he asked her. She didn't know what to say, and she just sat there, his blood still on her lips.

"Sugar, are you okay?" Gabriel asked. The look of shock on her face worried him, and he noticed that her eyes were burning red. Her eyes were only that red when she was starving, normally they were pitch black.

"Gabe, I… your…" she stuttered, pointing at his neck. He put a hand on it and healed the wound, then approached her slowly, and took her in his arms. She curled up in his lap and rested her head on his chest, sobbing.

"Christine, what's goin' on, babe?" he said, concerned. She shook her head, she didn't know how to explain herself. She knew that he was gonna read her mind anyway, so she just waited, and hoped he would make sense of the mess in her head.

Gabriel hadn't read her mind in months, he didn't need to anymore, but right now he was just plain scared, and she wouldn't talk to him, so he read it.

And what he read scared the living shit of him.