Hey! It's been a very, very, very long time. Sorry for the wait, writers block and school don't mix. This one is....GodotxPearl. Please, please, please let this be good. I hope it's at least okay by standards because I worked on it for a looong time. It is by far the most difficult and challenging task I've completed. And it's all for you, diamondpearl876.

Next up(in no particular order)... KlaiverxFranziska, Moe the clownxvioletta Cadaverini, GumshoexLana Skye and KristophxDahlia oh and some special ones*.


Ch.7 Fallen Angel

Yes. It was finally done...had he waited any longer he might of snapped. He carefully poured the freshly brewed coffee into his cup and took a long sip. His blends were the best, richness and flavor included. It was nothing like that commercialized coffee. He sat as his kitchen table with coffee and began to skim through articles in the newspaper.

He stopped at the article "Rookie Attorney Does It Again! ". He smirked. He knew it wasn't Trite, he quit a while ago. Bastard. But this new kid sounded interesting...just like Trite, similar to the way he started out. It just might cause him to go to a trial. Might.

It was funny how he used to be like that. A defense attorney, a person who sought to defend the innocent. The idea, seemed so naïve. Not everyone was innocent, and those who were couldn't be protected. He had been tainted, poisoned. And thus began his new life as prosecutor.

He had to admit he missed the law, although the law was the one that put him behind bars. It was for the best and he knew that. A few months ago he was released early from prison on parole. He knew damned well he should have been in there longer. He was no hero, he was a murderer. He didn't even know why he had done it. Was it for him or to save the girl? He didn't know.

As he was in deep thought there was a tapping on his door. Who could that be? Why would anyone want to talk to him now?

He rose from his chair and shuffled to the door. He opened the door slowly and was a bit surprised. It was a girl... Wait, this girl seemed familiar. It then it struck him, this was that little kid he had found during that deadly incident.

She had grown up a lot. She had long, flowing brown hair and donned a pink acolyte outfit. Unbelievable, had it really been that long? She had developed into a beautiful young woman.

"Mr. Armando?" she asked tentatively.

Godot nodded. "Come in," he gestured. "a man shouldn't have a lady waiting outside in the cold, that's my rule...Ms. Fey."

The girl was taken back. "You, you remember me?"

"I haven't forgotten a thing." he smiled bitterly. He offered her a seat inside his living room and she took it. "I guess you came to talk, right? Pop ins aren't as popular as they once were." he chuckled.

" I-I wanted to speak to you about, about what happened seven years ago-if you don't mind." she said politely.

"How could a say no to a lady who came here in the cold?" he said hand placed on the side of his visor.

"I just wished to thank you for what you did for Mystic Maya. If it wasn't for you..." she trailed off, not wanting to finish.

"There's no need to thank me. I'm not sure of the reasons why I did what I did."

"B-but you saved her life!" she said lips trembling.

"I hated that woman, she took everything from me...I could of killed her out of revenge, not to save Maya."

Pearl looked dismayed. "You still saved her! Unlike me...I almost caused her to die." she said sadly bowing her head in shame.

"Don't blame yourself, you were just a kid. You didn't comprehend what was going on, you only acted out of love, your love for Morgan and Maya Fey."

Pearl merely frowned and shook her head.

"If anyone is at fault, it's me. So blame me!" said Godot picking up his cup, raising it into the air, and slamming it down on a table.

"What! No, you-"

"I could have prevented the whole thing, if I had only told the defense attorney." He thought for a second. " He always looked out for the Feys, and protected them while I couldn't. He was a real man."

"But, you did look out for us! I know you had good intentions, Mr. Armando!" protested Pearl once again.

"I'm only a wolf, in sheep's clothing. I acted out of my own selfish purposes." he said turning away from her.

Sadness had overcome her and her eyes welled with tears. She cried, tears rolling down the sides of her cheek. "You may say that, but I know it isn't true. You acted out love for someone too, didn't you?"

Godot turned to face her, confused. Acted out of love? If anything hate..what was she talking about?

"You can't cry, not until it's all over." Godot hated himself for the pain he causing her. "You say I acted out of love, tell me who I acted for." he said.

"You did it, out of your love for Mystic Mia." she said softly, almost whispering.

For once he was taken back. How did she know about him and Mia...?

"Mystic Mia, explained...and I-I understand now. You couldn't save her, and wanted to make up for it by saving her sister."

"Maybe at one point I did act out of love, but my motives changed." he shook his head. "Forgive me, I did more harm than good..."

Deep down, he knew it was revenge. He'd thought it'd solve everything, but only brought hurt and more heartache. In the end he didn't protect anyone from anything...he'd done the damage, Mia, Maya, and now Pearl.

Pearl's tears hadn't ceased. "I-I'm sorry, I'm not strong like Mystic Maya or Mia." She stood up and wiped her tears away.

"You are strong, you faced a horrible demon and are living to tell the tale." he said gently placing a hand on Pearl's head.

Suddenly, Pearl lunged towards Godot, wrapping him in a hug. "Mr. Armando!" she cried. "Why did things turn out this way? Why..? It's not fair..." she sobbed into his shoulder.

He returned the hug. "Fate is a cruel thing."

"It's not fair.." she said tilting her head up, to look at him.

"Shh, kitten. It's difficult, but we must change with the times. That's one of my rules."

For a while no one said anything. The torrid embrace lasted for a time that seemed like forever.

"Ms. Fey, I think you should leave. I don't want to hurt you anymore." Godot said breaking away.

"You haven't hurt me!" She paused. "I want to stay, with you...at least a little longer." said Pearl somewhat shy.

"Stay with me? I'm a bad influence on children." Godot smirked in reply.

"I'll have you know I'm not a child anymore!" she pouted. "And you're not bad."

"I'm a devil in disguise and I won't allow an angel like you to befall temptation." he said.

"Mr. Armando!" Pearl blushed slightly at the comment. "Please, let me stay." she pleaded.

Pearl reminded him of Mia when she was younger. Bold, intelligent, graceful, and let's not forget beautiful. She did something to him...something he couldn't explain with words. He got the same feeling he had with Mia. Could he really deny her the right? Or himself the right? Damn he really was the devil.

"Alright, you can stay here, for the time being."

"Oh, thank you so much!" she squealed in excitement.

Godot sighed and smiled to himself. If he'd hurt her again, he would never forgive himself. He wanted to protect her from harm, this time not out of selfishness, but rather affection. It was the rebirth of the fallen angel.


A/N: It's a cheese ball. I may rewrite this one in the future.