* Please Review! Just to clear things up, the angel said Tatum did not get possessed so her and Murphy could be brought together. She was possessed because she was losing her faith and that made her an easy target for the demons. She was sent to the saints because the Lord knew her possession would restore Murphy's faith. Sometimes one is sacrificed for the good of many. *

Murphy shot up in the rocker, sitting up fast, and looked around quickly. He was inside Duce's room, sitting in the rocker, just like he hd been when he had fallen asleep. Murphy's eyes shot over to the bed as his breath paused. Tatum was laying in the middle of the bed with her arms and legs spread and the blankets pulled down. Her head was turned towards him and she was panting and sweating while she stared at him.

" Murphy, please." She begged. Murphy shot out of his chair and was over to the bed in a heartbeat. He dropped to his knees and reached out for her hand as her body jolted. A look of pain flashed over her face as she swallowed hard.

" Are they coming, Lass?" He whispered.

" I don't know. Something is hurting me." She whimpered, her voice stuttering as she tried to pant through the pain that was shooting down her body. She jolted again, turning her head towards the ceiling and closing her eyes. It was a stabbing, sharp pain that lanced through her, starting in the middle of her body then jetting up her torso and down her legs.

" Where?" Murphy asked as his hand came in contact with hers.

Tatum started to shake as the middle of her body shot up and off the bed. Up and down her body jumped, off the bed her hips and lower back went before they slammed back down again. Murphy let her hand go and started to stand, ready to get the others when she went completely still and quiet. Her hips started to raise up, then her back then the rest of her until she was almost floating in the air. Her head hung down as she floated slowly side to side, raising higher and higher. She looked like she was being lifted in an invisible set of arms.

" What the fuck?" Murphy whispered.

Higher and higher she moved up. Murphy reached out again to touch her but she shot straight up and flipped over. Murphy stepped back and stared in disbelief. Tatum's ascension slowed as she reached the ceiling. Her legs straighted out and crossed at her ankles while her arms went straight out. Her hair and clothes were floating around her like she was under water or caught in the wind. Slowly, she titled her head to the side and opened her eyes, finding Murphy right away.

" Is this position familiar to you?" Lilith asked. Murphy narrowed his eyes and nodded, climbing onto the bed at the same time. " The only difference here is when it was him, he was covered in blood. Would you like to see her covered in blood?"

" I'd like it if you let her come down." Murphy said, reaching one of his arms up to her. " Please."

" Why do you care so much for a girl you do not know?" Lilith asked. " Just let us have her."

" I can't do that." Murphy answered.

" She is nothing to you." Lilith said.

" Why do you want her?" Murphy asked, his other arm coming up as he stretched up to try and take a hold of her.

" It is not her we want. We want you all, all his creations. After we take her, we will find someone else and take them, over and over again. This is the way it has been since The Great One took his fall from Heaven and it is the way it will continue until he raises again." Lilith said.

" You can't take them all and she has people fighting for her. Give her to me and move on to an easier target." Murphy said. His finger tips scrapped across the hem her shirt but she floated to the side, pulling it from him before he could get a good hold of her.

" But if we take her, we will earn her father, your brother, your father, " Lilith tilted her head again and smiled. " and you." She finished with in a sing song voice.

" You won't earn anyone. We will never pull away from the Lord." Murphy said. Lilith lifted her head from the ceiling and hissed.

" Do not say his name to me!" She snapped.

" You are wasting your time with her." Murphy said. A low growl started to rumble out of her chest as her head went back to rest against the ceiling again.

" Do you not understand anything? When she falls, when we take her, her father will be crushed. He won't be able to handle it, knowing she will be in pain forever will cause him to take his own life. Knowing he has failed, the priest will pull away from the church. You will live forever with the guilt of her death and will completely lose your faith, turning to the drink. Connor will watch you spiral out of control and it will be to much for him to bare. He will leave the cabin and your family. Your father will kick you out because you will do nothing but drink and your little family will be over, so see, in this possession and her death, we affect six of his creations. Three of which, are his most faithful." Lilith snapped.

" Murph!" Connor's voice yelled from the other side of the door a second before he started to pound on it.

" Open the door, Son!" Duce called out as the door handle rattled.

" You know all this for sure?" Murphy asked, trying to grab at her again.

" Yes, of course." Lilith said.

" Open the door!" Brian yelled.

" So there is nothing we can do?" Murphy asked, snagging her shirt again.

" No. You should just give up." Lilith said.

" Murphy!" The priest called out.

" I'm not the giving up type." Murphy said, starting to pull her down by her shirt.

" She belongs to us." Lilith hissed.

" She belongs to the Lord." Murphy snapped. Lilith screamed out at the name, causing the other men to beat harder on the door and push against it.

" I don't want to hear his name!" She screamed down to him.

But Murphy ignored her, choosing, instead, to start his family prayer. Lilith snapped at him and covered Tatum's face with her hands. Murphy pulled harder on her shirt, watching how her body started to sway side to side like a leave floating to the ground. His voice rose louder as Lilith screamed and shook Tatum's head.

" Shut up!" She yelled. " Stop praying!"

Murphy's hands inched up her shirt as he tugged harder. He took a hold of her ribs, praying louder and faster. Lilith's screams died down until there was nothing but the sound of the men at the door. Murphy guided Tatum to turn as he pulled her down and into his arms. One hand moved down her body so he could slip it under her knees while his other arm went across her shoulders. He pulled her into his chest as he sunk down to his knees on the bed. The lock to the door clicked and a second later, it was pushed open.

" Why did you lock it?" Connor yelled.

" I didn't." Murphy said, staring down at Tatum's face. He brought a hand to her cheek and stroked the back of his knuckles against her skin. " Lass, are you okay?" He asked softly as the others filed around the bed, asking questions. Tatum's eyes fluttered open then closed again.

" Thank you." She whispered.

" What happen?" Brian asked in rush, climbing onto the bed.

" Demon C happen." Murphy said without looking away from her while he continued to touch her.

" The others will be coming." Brian said softly.

" Aye." Murphy agreed, nodding.

" We should start the praying." The priest said, moving around the bed.

Connor knelt down at the bottom of the bed. Father McMalloy was on the left of the bed, Duce and Brian were on the right. Murphy stayed kneeling in the center of the bed with Tatum in his arms but turned so he was facing his brother. The four men clasped their hands together and closed their eyes. Father McMalloy lead the prayer, asking for guidance and protection for them all. He asked for Tatum be to kept safe and alive. Murphy held her against him with his head bowed and his eyes shut. After the prayer, Father McMalloy opened his bible and started to read from a passage he had chosen earlier in the night.

At once Tatum started to react. She tensed and started to grunt. She squeezed her eyes shut tight as one hand grabbed at the back of Murphy's shirt and the other at his chest. Murphy cracked his eyes to look down at her at the same time she started to pant. The growling was next. Murphy tighten his hold on her, ready for her to start fighting. He knew he should have laid her down and strapped her to the bed but both her wrists were bandaged up from where her skin had be rubbed raw or cut from the restraints and he wanted to give her a break. Besides, he knew he could take any punches or scratches she was made to give him.

" Let us go!" The demons screamed as she tried to fling her body back.

" Shut it!" Murphy snapped.

Tatum's legs kicked before she dug them into the mattress and tried to kick and push out of his hold. Murphy struggled to hold her and rocked to the side with the force of her kicks but manged to keep a tight hold of her. He opened his eyes fully and met the demons glare. She balled her hands into fists and started to pound against his body.

" I will eat your soul!" Demon A screamed. The prayers of the men grew louder as Murphy frowned.

" Your threats are the same and getting boring, Demon." Murphy snapped.

" Eat shit!" Demon B snapped before it raised Tatum's head and spit into Murphy's face.

" Oh well, that's a new one." Murphy said. He lifted his shoulder and turned his head to use it to wipe away the wetness before he smiled down at her while she continued to fight. She pulled at his shirt, yanked on his hair and scratched his neck. " What else do you have for me?"

" I'll kill your brother." Demon A snapped.

" Heard that one before." Murphy said.

" We will kill your dad!" Demon B threaten.

" He's old anyway." Murphy dismissed the threat easily. Her features changed, his lack of concern for their words was clearing pissing them of more. Her eyes grew even dark, her cheeks redden, and she snarled up at him.

" Their skin will be roasted over an open fire in hell!" Demon A bit out.

" Put it with graham crackers, chocolate, and marshmallows and we'll have ourselves some smores." Murphy said with a chuckle.

" What is wrong with you!" Demon B yelled.

" You. Don't. Scare. Me." Murphy said, leaning down so he was inches of her face.

" That is a mistake. A mistake she will pay for." Demon A said in a surprisingly calm voice.

At once Tatum's body stilled and went limp in his arms. Her head fell back at the same time her arms fell from his body. Murphy glanced up at Connor, who was looking at him with a frown. Murphy looked back down at Tatum as the prayers died down and the entire room grew silent. He gently shifted his arm to tilt her head up. He leaned down and placed his cheek close to her mouth.

" Is she dead?" Brian asked with his voice shaking.

" No." Murphy answered, looking back down at her. " I can see her heart beating in her neck but I don't know if she's breathing." He frowned and squeezed her. " Tatum, Lass, can you hear me?" At once her body stiffen up and her hands went into fists. A second later her eyes opened then rolled back in her head and she started to tremble violently. Brian launched himself onto the bed and over to the couple.

" What's happening?!" Connor yelled as the other men jumped up.

" She's having a seizure!" Brian yelled. " Lay her down on the bed and don't touch her!"

Murphy laid her down carefully then all men watched as her body locked in the seizure. Brian sat at the edge of the bed, to be sure she didn't fall off of it. Father McMalloy started to pray quietly to himself while Connor and Duce stood together. Murphy's eyes moved from her to her dad, deciding to base his movements on the doctor. After what seemed like forever, the seizure slowed then stopped altogether. Brian placed one hand on her neck and the other on her chest. He leaned down and closed his eyes.

" Is she dead now?" Connor asked. Brian shook his head and counted her heartbeats silently.

" No." He answered, opening his eyes again to look at her face. He sighed, bring his hands to her face. " Tatum?" He whispered, slowly sweeping his fingertips down the sides of her face.

" Why did she have a seizure?" Duce asked.

" They may have cut off the oxygen supply to her brain. It's not the first time this had happen. She has had them before. They started after the demons came." Brian said. " Tatum? Come on, my wee babe. It's Da. Open your eyes for me."

" Boys, let's leave him be." Duce said, motioning for his sons to follow him out of the room.

" No." Murphy said, still staring down at her. " I'm going to stay with her."