Gabriel
I snapped my wings out just before we hit the ground and I hurtled myself forward to get out. Screams echoed in the room and guns fired. Israfel clung to me tightly, if I could die of suffocation I think I would have already. I turned to shield her as I flew out a window, glass shattered and encased us. More screams filled my ears as I shook the glass off and flew through the streets and into the open sky.
"Should be smooth sailing from here," I informed Israfel.
"Are you sure?" She asked, her eyes were still clamped shut and she didn't loosen her hold.
"Unless these people can fly, or the angel called for another archangel. Which is highly unlikely," I chuckled.
"What about the planes and such?"
"You don't need to worry about them."
Israfel lifted her head and opened her eyes. "Holy crap!" She cried, her grip got tighter but she was clearly amazed.
"Anywhere you would like to go? Besides here?" I asked.
"Why not my home?" She asked, looking at me.
"All the angel's know you live there. Best not risk it," I answered while trying to think of a place.
"Oh..." She sighed, and burrowed her face in my shoulder.
"Let's just go to my place. For the time being."
"You own a house?"
"No... an apartment. I have to hide somewhere, don't I?"
For the rest of the flight we remained silent. Might be hard for her to believe us angel's exist? Now here is her proof. I'll give her time to cope. I descended onto a hotel building and unwrapped her arms from around my neck.
"We're here. I'm not carrying you," I sighed, taking her hand and walking to a fire escape to go to the floor my room was on.
"Okay," She muttered. She was obviously getting tired.
I lead her to my room, opening up the window and helping her in. I pulled myself in and guided her to one of the beds.
"You're tired. Try to sleep," I told her, laying her down and throwing the blankets over her.
"What are you going to do?" She asked.
"Just going to watch TV or something. I don't sleep," I chuckled and sat down on a couch. She nodded and got herself situated while I channel surfed.
"Good night," She whispered loud enough for me to here.
"Night," I whispered back.
