Genesis Pt. 3

Wind blew Alice's hair everywhere as he carried or more like flew Alice to her apartment in Brooklyn. Icarus had been flying for maybe six minutes through the twilight skies of New York for long time. After all he was a hundred or so years old. Angel didn't have to physically age if they didn't want to and Icarus didn't. Icarus was still going over the last hour of his angelic life in his head trying to process the feeling he may have let the Lord down by not obeying his order to not reveal himself to Alice until He said so.

Right now his pearly ring kept Alice a sleep as long as she wore it, a small side-effect to humans. They were now dropping or gliding down to her apartment balcony where he laid Alice down.

"Don't go anywhere." Icarus smiled to himself about the joke. He pulled the sliding glass door open. Then picked her back up and went inside.

The apartment was as clean as Alice liked it to be. The walls were a cream color that was splotched in places. The carpet was a dirty brown color covered in Dorito crumbs. A dusty kitchen table that hadn't been used since her mother was hospitalized. The kitchen cabinets were open and empty. Most the food that should be in them was on the counter instead. There was a TV in the corner from who knows when. The couch was covered in papers for biology.

Icarus pulled out a silver cross and pressed it into the couch and watched as it wisped the papers away. Not only did the couch get cleared off, which by the way is something he could do with his wings, but also turned brand new. The silver cross is a purifier for all dirty, old things and people. And to Icarus the old couch was really dirty.

"How I wish I could whisk you away to Heaven." He said. Then there was the ring. Icarus pulled it off her slim finger. Her slim fingers. He pushed the aside trying hard not to fall for her. For as long as he had been watching over her, he knew there was something about her that was a little different. Icarus's thoughts were interrupted by Alice's eyes fluttering open. "Good night darling."

Alice looked at Icarus with sleepy confusion, and then it dawned on her. "You son of a-" She threw herself at him. "You piece of trash!" Alice threw her hands around his neck.

Icarus pushed her off of him. "I understand the punching but choking, Isn't that a little too far." He grabbed her arm and pulled her up. She was '4.9' tall while he '5.8' tall. He found it funny that such small girl could be so feisty. "Now please calm down and understand that revealing who I am was a big risk I took."

Alice closed her eyes and tried to see reason in all this. "Okay, just please explain the reason why can't help my mother." He released her arm so she could sit down. Then he willed his wings away so he could sit next to her.

"I would love to darling."

"Stop calling me darling, we don't each other like that."

"I'm an angel," he said it like it was common sense. "We speak lovingly to women."

"That's interesting, now that explanation you said you were going to give."

"Well to put it simply to intervene in God's plan is like going to Hell." Icarus sounded level headed but the word Hell made him shudder.

"Well Now that I have a somewhat clear answer," She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I guess I can except that you're really cute."

Icarus stopped her from going any further. "There's another problem, it's about a human/angel relationship."

She looked at him confused. "I didn't mean it that way and besides the kiss on the cheek was an apology." Alice stood up and started toward the bathroom. "By the way, do angels take showers?"

"Not really, I mean if we wanted to but we can change our aroma at will." She thought about it then realized she didn't have any clean clothes. "Now we do need sleep but we can stay awake for days without sleep." He then turned his attention Alice. She was looking through her worn out dresser.

"I guess I'll have to wear this to sleep." She shrugged and walked into the bathroom.

Icarus got up and pulled out a silk cloth and got to work on her new clothes.

The shower water was warm and steamy in seconds of turning the water on. She stripped down and got in. Honestly she was losing it inside. It took her everything she could not show it to the angel outside her bathroom.

"Come on Alice, it's no longer a dream. He's real and you know it and won't accept it." Alice pressed a hand to the shower wall. "You kissed his cheek and there was contact now accept it." She still couldn't wrap her brain around it. "You had touched him, seen his wings, and-and-and the couch you sat on the couch. The brand new couch, Alice, you didn't even notice it until now and you still deny that the boy outside was sent from Heaven." She finally broke down right there in the shower. She sat down and her knees up to her and sobbed. "What to do?"

"Alice are you okay in there?" Icarus had made her a wardrobe over about 45 minutes and it was going on an hour now which worried him. "Alice I'm bringing some new close in okay?" No answer "Okay!" Icarus pushed door open and brought some fresh, clean clothes.

"Icarus!" Alice yelped in surprise.

"Sorry I was worried and I made you some new clothes, anyway you're behind curtains," Icarus put the clothes down on the sink. "I'll go now."

"Yeah that would be a good idea." The door closed behind angel and she walked out to meet her new clothes. She'd ask him about this later.

Alice put the new nightgown, a lavender scented and colored silk dress with beautiful designs stitched into it, on and opened the door slowly. There he was, sitting on her brand new couch watch a new flat screen TV.

She gasped "How on earth are you doing all this, I mean the gown, the couch, and now the TV?"

"Darl-" He caught himself from saying darling. "I mean Alice, I have the ability to change old to new and the clothes takes vigorous handwork."

"You're sitting on my bed." Was all she said.

"Sorry." He got up and gestured to the couch/bed.

"It's okay, so where are you sleeping, Heaven?"

"If only it was that simple."

"What do you mean?"

He sighed "The moment I revealed myself to you I locked myself out." Icarus shook his head and turned to a blanket he weaved. "Look it's very complicated and I'd like say this is my new home…" he looked at her and handed her the soft silk blanket.

"You can stay, I mean you're my guardian angel after all."

"I guess you're right" He smiled softly "Good night Alice Greenwell."