Chapter 2
Lex walked into the kitchen and started looking through the cabinets. Michael slowly followed her in the house, staying cautiously back.
"Of course, the house you hold up in for weeks has no supplies, whatsoever." Lex whispered to herself.
"I don't believe you." The stoic Michael said as he stood with his arms crossed.
Lex stood up from her stooped place and looked Michael in the eyes, "Believe what you want, hon. I've had dreams of you for weeks. Tried to ignore them at first. I did a pretty good job of it, up until a few days ago."
"What happened a few days ago?"
Lex shrugged her shoulders, "I got a bad feeling."
"A feeling?" Michael eyebrow arched as he asked skeptically.
"Yep. Right here." Lex put a fist against her stomach. "It felt like if I didn't get here, your pain would consume you."
Michael turned his back toward her, "What can a human know about my pain?"
"I know you tried to kill the Chosen One. I know about the redhead and the experiments at Vega. Trust me. I know a lot about pain in general, not just yours." Lex watched Michael's head sag on his shoulders. She paused and let her words hang in the silence.
After a few moments, she walked purposely toward the front door. "Enough of the heavy. We gotta go."
Lex continued out the door and left it open, as if there was no doubt that Michael would follow. Footsteps behind her told Lex that he was. Lex marched purposefully up the hilly terrain. Michael watched as she paused her momentum occasionally to check out her surroundings and then carried on.
"Where are you going?" Michael asked from behind.
"Over the next hill, my son is waiting with a car."
"You have a child outside The Cradle? That is not safe." Lex didn't look too much older than twenty-five. Michael thought she couldn't have a son very old.
"I've been just about everywhere and it's not safe anywhere."
Thinking of the last time he was with humans, Michael said "If you know my background like you say, you would know your child is not safe with me around."
"Let me be the judge of that." Lex quipped without looking back.
They marched on for a while with Lex in the lead.
Michael wings stretched out. "I could just fly us there."
Lex heard his wings flap and turned around, aggravated. "Put those away. As long you're with me, you're going travel human-style." Lex pointed toward her boots then his wings. "Those wings make you a huge target for everything from humans, eightballs or even other higher angels. You're able to defend yourself easily, but we survive by not getting noticed in the first place."
"Traveling like this will get tedious." Michael said.
"You weren't in a hurry to get anywhere stuck in that shack. Live a little."
"Alright." Michael conceded with a bow of his head. "I will attempt to live a little."
Lex wasn't sure, but she may have witnessed a small smile from the archangel.