Oh, it's been a ! Almost what, 7 months? So, since I said goodbye to my full-time job, I finally have time to write again! And let me tell you that when I started writing this chapter this morning, it all came rushing at once. I couldn't stop (and that might cost me some screaming from my mom because I still have to do the dishes before she comes back from work)!

So I really hope you guys will like this chapter. I'll try and write tomorrow so that I can start updating like I used to.

Chapter 9: Mysteries unveiled

Haily rose slowly from the bed Damon had put her back on. She didn't seem to be angry, apart from the flame burning in her eyes. Damon stepped back involuntarily from the power that suddenly started to emanate from her.

-Can you explain me why I was worth saving and not Jeremy?

-Calm down, Haily. We are going to rescue Jeremy, but your wounds were critical. We had to take care of you first.

She held up a hand, signifying he should stop talking. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly, concentrating. She could feel Jeremy not too far away.

She spread her wings and took off. She barely noticed the hurt her half torn silky wings caused when she started to fly or the shards of the wooden ceiling piercing through her skin as she flew through it.

She set her sight on the guards' station. It was enormous, but she knew Jeremy would be in there. She could feel his life power through their dark link. She could also feel that he was on the verge of dying. Those moments while Damon and her mom had taken care of her were also moments that cost Jeremy a lot more pain.

She flew through the front door, barely noticing the guards as they went up in flames when she passed them. She searched every room, feeling Jeremy's life power getting weaker as time passed.

Finally, she found him in a metal cell near the room they had put her into at first. He was so full of bruises and cuts that you could barely recognize him. Her heart stopped beating for a second as she listened to his shaky breaths. She delicately took him in her arms. He winced when she started to fly back to her mom's home.

Once she got back with Jeremy, he mother took immediate care of the teenager. Damon, for his part, looked at the angel to make sure she didn't have more bruises.

-What happened? It barely took you 5 minutes.

-They didn't fight. They tried to, but I made them burst up in flames. I'm so powerful….

He didn't like the look on her face, but didn't have time to think much about it as Haily's mom screamed to them to hurry.

They ran back to Jeremy's body. His skin was getting grey and his chest didn't even rise and fall anymore. Haily tried to find feel his life power, but it was harder and harder to find. Almost as if…

-He's dying! He's dying and I can't do anything!

She was getting hysterical. She had already got him back from death once, she couldn't do it again. Plus, she was way too weak to try any life saving prayer. She looked over at Damon, her eyes begging him to do something, anything, to save her love.

The vampire didn't want to do this. He knew it was the worst idea. Elena would kill him. Bonnie would do the exact same thing. But Haily was desperate and he knew that he wouldn't survive seeing her – or Elena for that matter – living with Jeremy's death.

With a sigh, Damon bit his own arm and put it on Jeremy's lips. He waited for a second, but the teen didn't start drinking.

-Come on, kid. You can't die on me. Come on, drink…

Haily was already crying hysterically, while her mother was silently praying. In any other circumstances, he would have laughed at the fact that she was praying to God while being in Hell, but today was not a day to laugh.

After another second, while he thought he had taken too much time thinking about turning Jeremy and that had caused his death, the teenager started to drink slowly from his wrist. Damon almost jumped out of his own skin as he felt the human's lips try to get a grip of his skin to drain more blood.

As the few last heartbeats of Jeremy's heart were audible to his ears, he felt like the kid hadn't taken enough blood. He didn't know if it would work. He didn't know what the next hours would bring. But he certainly knew that he would not sleep that night. Neither would Haily, for that matter.

Haily was looking at the bed on which Jeremy was lying, but not really seeing it. Her mind was blank. The hysterical cries had stopped when he love's dead body had fallen back on the mattress, releasing Damon's wrist. Damon had then proceeded to make sure the teenager would be comfortable, no matter if he would wake up or not. He had then come to sit right next to her on the floor and had taken her in his strong arms. They hadn't move since then.

At first, she though the new life power she felt was a guard walking by the house. But when Damon quickly stood up to go check on Jeremy, Haily fell out of her thoughts.

Jeremy looked around himself, his eyes adjusting to his new vampire capacities. Remembering quite vividly his last instants of torture, he scanned over his own body to look for any bruise. Nothing. His skin was paler and more smooth than it had ever been. A surprised breath made him look over at an angel near him. At first, he only felt a lot of power coming from her. Then, his eyes adjusted to the well-known features of her face. Within a second, he was in front of her, touching her face as tears ran down her pretty cheeks.

-Haily…

She fell in his arms, crying like a baby. He held her as they slid down to the floor, crying in each other's arms.

-I'm sorry Haily, I am so sorry. I should never have come. This was way too dangerous. We almost died.

Her breath caught in her throat when he said that. She looked up at him.

-Jeremy, you… you are dead…

-What?

He sat back, taking a little distance. He scanned his body over once again, realizing he didn't feel the familiar "tum-dum" of his heart. He looked up at Damon.

-What did you do to me?

-Don't blame me, kiddo. I only did what had to be done in order for you not to… completely… die.

Haily was alone with her mom, letting the older woman take care of her wounds. Jeremy had left with Damon to find someone to drink from, in order to complete the transition. It had taken some time, but he had finally accepted to do it. The thought of not being able to see his sister and his aunt again – along with Bonnie, but Haily didn't want to think about that part – was what made him change his mind.

-You love him, don't you?

-Mom, please. Can we not talk about my very complicated love life?

Her mother smiled and kept on healing her wounds silently. Haily looked at her ears, noticing for the first time the brilliant green earrings. She touched one, instantly retreating her hand when it burned her.

-Are those? Are they your jade earrings?

Her mother didn't answer.

-Mom, are they? I thought you lost them the night you died?

-I didn't. Honey, you don't know everything about that night and I would like to keep it that way. Your innocence is more important than this.

Haily let out a snort.

-I lost my innocence the night I saw your dead body lying in front of Elijah.

-Elijah wasn't responsible for my death.

-Then who is?

They both sat on chairs around the table as her mother started to explain how her last day on Earth went.

-You know I always had faith in God and Heaven, right? Well, when you were young, a few weeks after Damon saved you from the fire, I got contacted by Gabriel and Anael. They appeared in my dreams, telling me they were our Guardian Angels. You see, it is quite rare that archangels are chosen to guard the life of humans. But they said your destiny was bright. They said you were chosen to make a difference. I didn't want to believe that such a young child could already have a destiny engraved in stone. So I started to search for hints of what you would have to do. I had to know how to prepare.

Haily was looking intently at her mother, trying to make sense of what she was saying. She had a destiny? Was she supposed to act like Buffy in the real world, or what? But then again, she was angel. That kind of threw the Buffy scenario out of the picture. She concentrated on her mother's speech once again.

-I searched for hints in every possible libraries and bookstores. Nowhere did they have answers. That's when I met Elijah. I didn't encounter him in some dark alley, as you might think. We met in a bookstore. I was reading about the war between angels and demons, he was searching about his family of Originals. We started to talk. He proposed to tell me more of what he knew about supernatural things while we took a drink. The few nights I told you I was working late, we were meeting. I fell madly in love with him. As of today, I still don't know if he did love me at the time.

Her head was spinning. Her mother had been in love with Elijah? So why in Hell did he kill her a few months later? Her mom must have seen the look in her eyes, because she smiled and went on.

-The night before I died, Gabriel and Anael appeared to me again. They told me that we had to leave the city. Someone was coming too fast for the course of time and you weren't ready to fulfill your destiny yet. I told Elijah the day after that we would have to leave. We decided to meet at the bookstore we had first met in. Only, someone was there before. When I arrived, the owner of the bookstore was already dead. Gunshot in the head. I thought it might have been because of a robbery. I never thought the killer would still be there. I took my cellphone to call 9-1-1. That's when he killed me.

That explained why Elijah had her mom's blood all over himself. He must have found her body and decided to take it back home, for Haily's sake. Unfortunately, she had opened the door at the wrong moment, seeing him hovering in grief over her mom's dead body. But even with all those explanations, one question remained…

-But who killed you, then?

-Lucifer.

Her breath caught in her throat. Lucifer, master of Hell. The one who was, along with God, supposed to make sure the balance of nature remained. Not too many demons for the humans and not too many humans for the demons. He was supposed to keep life not too dark and not too bright.

-But Lucifer his neutral! He can't do all this! It's against nature!

-Haily, Lucifer is bad. He's always been. Remember what I taught you. He is a fallen angel, just like you are now. He doesn't care about good or bad anymore. He just wants more power.

This was impossible. It couldn't be real. Lucifer couldn't want to destroy everything good and she couldn't be destined to kill him. It was all too much at once.

Unfortunately, Damon and Jeremy came back at that moment, running like they were followed by an army.

-Houston, we have a problem. The guards saw us. And they are running very fast!

How did you find it? Do I still have my writing skills even after 7 months?

And what do you think about Haily's mother? My advice: don't always believe what someone tells you, after a while in Hell.