I own the little girl and the crazed dedicate. i do not own the song. Celine Dion does.

A/N: Here's two.....

Silent Angel

by: punkgothicjackal

Chapter 2: Insane Briar and the Singing Girl

Briar yawned and said goodnight to Tris and Sandry and headed to his room. Footsteps on the stairs announced they had done the same.

...Let the rain come down and wash away my tears

Let it fill my soul drown my fears

let it shatter the walls for a new sun

A new day has come...

A voice in his head was singing, and Briar could tell it wasn't one of his foster-sisters.

Did you guys hear that? Briar called through the channels to the girls.

Hear what? Sandry yawned.

All I want to hear is my pillow. Tris said irritably.

The singing!

Briar, are you drunk? No one was singing! Tris yelled.

I am not drunk! Someone was singing. I can't beleive you missed it, they weren't exactly being quiet.

You're hearing things.

Are you sure you heard something, Briar? Sandry asked.

I am sure! There is someone that is communicating with us, well, me, at least, and I am not imagining it!

Whatever. Tris muttered. Now just keep your hallucinations to yourself! Goodnight!

Sandry? Do you beleive me?

Don't you think it a bit odd that only you can hear it, Briar?

Sandry, I am not lying.

I didn't say you were, I just said, well, it's a bit odd, that's all.

Briar closed the connection and put on his boots, climbing out the window. He had done this thousands of times and still hadn't got caught, so he didn't think tonight would be different.

I was waiting for someone, for a miracle to come. Everyone told me to be strong, hold on, and don't shed a tear. Through the darkness and good times, I knew I'd make it through. And the world thought I had it all, but I was waiting for you... The voice continued singing, a beautiful alto-soprano without a care in the world.

As he walked further into the garden, the voice got louder. He soon found out why.

At the edge of the garden was a young girl, unmoving, with her back to him. She was younger than him by a few years. Her long blonde hair fell down her back in a cascade of dull curls.

What are you doing out here? Briar asked, and the girl jumped, her singing stopped.

I got lost. She said in her innocent voice. I was looking for Niko and I got lost.

Where'd you come from?

She blinked and pointed in the direction of the water temple, looking at him with trusting blue eyes. Over there.

Then she must be the girl that Niko was talking about..... wait, that can't be right, she can talk.... He was unaware the girl heard every word he said.

No, she said softly. I will not speak aloud. But I am the girl you are thinking about.

Why not? Briar asked curiously. She shook her head.

No. Is Niko around?

Not anymore. Why don't you stay here tonight? We'll find Niko in the morning.

Pondering that thought, the girl nodded. They went inside, and surprisingly weren't noticed by Lark and Rosethorn. Briar gave her his bed, and went and slept in the armchair. Right when he closed his eyes, the girl called through the telepathic channel to him. What is your name?

huh? Briar. He mumbled, half asleep.

Briar, thank you.

*****

The dedicate frowned. The angel had changed locations. Where now?

She pushed up the sleeves of her habit and popped a dumpling into her mouth. The angel would be hers, sooner or later.

A/N: That's 2.