MOLLY'S FLAT
Molly woke with a groan when her alarm clock went off. How could it be Monday already? Reluctantly she shoved the sheets back, and was just on the point of getting up when something caught her eye.
Reaching over she picked up from the pillow the most striking, obsidian coloured feather she had ever seen.
She stared at it for a minute or two. The feather was silky soft, and warm to the touch. When she ran her fingertips along it, she felt a shiver go all the way up her arm, like a caress.
Shaking her head to regain focus, Molly placed the feather on her bedside cabinet, before getting up to gather together some clothes for work.
As she headed for the bathroom, she decided that what she needed was a hot shower followed by a strong cup of coffee, preferably black. Hopefully after some caffeine she might feel more like herself again.
SEWAGE PIPE
They found him, a hairs breath away from death.
Carefully they lifted his battered body and carried him up past the clouds and through the gates guarded by St Peter.
HEAVENLY REALM
They laid him upon a bed and immediately began their work. They washed his battered body and cleaned up every nasty, and in most cases infected wounds that covered his body. They worked quickly and carefully. But for all their care it soon becomes apparent that his wings were too badly damaged, destroyed beyond repair. So they removed them.
Their task complete they watched, and they waited, the rest was up to Khan. The choice to live or die was now his.
Time passed…
While in his comatose state they heard him calling for Molly. He begged for her forgiveness, and promised her he would find her again.
Gradually his innate determination to survive kicked in.
And finally, he opened his eyes.
The two angels watched their charge carefully. Since recovering consciousnesses, he had rapidly improved. But it was clear that from the moment he had been well enough, his whole focus remained on one particular individual.
Khan spent all his time focussed on the portal, a viewing device between Heaven and Earth. Through it he observed Molly Hooper as she attempted to get on with her life.
BARTS HOSPITAL – MORGUE
It had been a long, hard day. The last thing Molly was interested in at the moment was yet another disastrous first date.
Before her conscious got the better of her, she rang Gary and cried off, siting exhaustion.
Not surprisingly he didn't make any attempt to change her mind. And for that she was truly grateful.
Of late she'd gone on a number of dates, all with different men. Quite why the first date had never become a second was difficult to say.
All she knew was they were never 'The One'.
Friends and family told her she was just too picky. That she was being unrealistic with regards to what she wanted in a man.
Maybe they were right. But it didn't stop the feeling she had that there was a very specific someone missing from her life. It was infuriating, like an itch she couldn't scratch. This feeling was magnified whenever there was thunder and lightening about. The storms would cause flashes of events that felt familiar, but not enough for her to remember.
And then there was the feather she'd found on her pillow. It remained warm to the touch every time she held it, but she would also get a sense that she was connected to someone through it. But they were far out of reach.
In the end in an attempt to remain focussed on the 'here and now' in the 'real world' she placed the feather in a glass case that she kept in her bedroom.
None of it made the least bit of sense.
Nor did her decision to one day, completely out of the blue, to get a very particular tattoo on her wrist.
HEAVENLY REALM
As soon as Khan saw the tattoo he gave a strangled gasp. It was the sign he'd been waiting for, it had to be.
"You're giving me a choice," Khan queried cautiously.
His two guardian angels beamed happily at him.
"Of course," they replied.
"I'm listening," he responded.
"You have the choice to remain here with us," the male angel stated.
"Or," his female companion continued. "You can be returned to Earth."
"But remember Khan," the male cautioned. "If you choose to return to Earth it will be as an ordinary human, you will no longer be genetically enhanced."
Khan didn't need any time to make his decision. He knew where he wanted to be, he ached to be reunited with Molly.
"I wish to return to Earth."
With a flash of blinding light the former augment and Dark Angel was returned to the blue planet below.
"You look worried Valentine."
"You didn't tell him."
"Tell him what, my dear?"
"That by returning to Earth, he will have no memory of ever meeting Molly Hooper."
"Oh, my dear Valentine. Believe me, if they are meant to be, they will find one another again," her companion assured her as he wrapped his arms, and wings around her. "Or my name isn't Cupid."
