Grandma's House…
Penelope Decker, B list movie star, and if her website was to be believed, doting glamorous grandmother had decided that enough was enough. She had buried a husband at a young age and now she had buried her daughter. She didn't get where she was today by being soft hearted and that was a lesson that she had argued over with Daniel. She was of the firm opinion that children must not be coddled to a point that the girl didn't even know that her mother had died! Daniel had argued that his daughter should be eased into it, but Penelope had let him know, grandchild or no grandchild, they had a week to leave. Dan was free to take his mistress and their adopted child with them, Penelope would be showing her face to her loyal fans at a sci-fi convention in New York. She swanned angrily off in a cloud of Chanel number five.
Daniel was exhausted and had gone to bed straight after Penelope's departure, the days of fighting and the sorrow over Chloe had taken its toll. It was unfortunate that on his way upstairs he had not noticed the small face of Trixie poking through the banister at the top of the stairs, but Linda did. She led the small girl to the kitchen and fed her a piece of chocolate cake as she gave Charlie his bottle.
"I am sorry you had to see that Trixie."
Trixie took a big bite of her cake and thought about what had just happened.
"I hate it when daddy fights with grandma. Has she stopped loving us because she wants us gone?"
Linda shook her head and reassured Trixie that Grandma was upset. She didn't want to cross boundaries as Trixie was not her child, but she didn't want the child left with no one to talk.
"Is there anything you heard just then that you want to ask about?"
Trixie took another bite of her cake.
"I know mommy isn't dead. Uncle Amenadial tried to tell me differently but it didn't work. Also Lucifer wouldn't let mommy die."
She happily took another bite.
Linda sat there in stunned silence and avoided any more mentions of past events.
It took her an hour to get Charlie and Trixie into settled into bed. She checked on Dan and he was fast asleep, so she put the baby monitor on the top of the stairs and took the other monitor down with her. She took out her phone and made a quick call, "come now." The door was tapped silently almost immediately and Linda opened the door.
There stood a woman aged about 27 with long curly red hair, green eyes and the whitest skin Linda had ever seen. She towered over Linda and she was wearing a leather coat and dark jeans. Linda thought looked like a goddess, but then had the bitchy thought that her own rack was bigger. She wiped that thought clean away and ushered her guest in quietly into the living room.
"Hello, I am Amelia Ravenscroft. It is good to meet you Linda. It is good to put a face to someone I have chatted to so much over the internet."
Linda remembered back to the time when she had seen Lucifer's true face that she had gone on every site she could find and finally hit the jackpot on a site called 'Featherbrained'. A site dedicated to speaking the truth about the celestials among humans, Linda had hidden her friendship with Lucifer but desperate times called for desperate measures.
Linda sat down and Amelia leaned against the fireplace.
"Thank you for coming. I didn't know who else I could turn to."
Amelia nodded and handed a document to Linda.
"We don't have much time so I will get straight to the point, this is my birth certificate."
Linda looked at it and appeared shocked.
"It says you were born in 1965?"
Amelia bobbed her head again and threw information at Linda in random excitable sentences.
"Yes, I am the daughter of a woman who had a six week fling with an angel. He disappeared just before she got pregnant and she didn't know who he was, but mama says it was love at first sight. We lived in a commune till I was 12 and she knew something was up as she stayed looking 21. Also she thought his wings were part of a flashback. Then when I climbed a tree and I fell, she flew and caught me. So here I am, forever 27." She finished with a grin and breathing heavily with the exertion of speaking.
Linda dealt with that for a second.
"I thought you just had some information?"
"We follow Lucifer closely and I know about your situation Linda. That is why I am being totally honest. My father doesn't know about me which is why I can be so open, others cannot be. They hide in the shadows, scared other celestials will pick them off."
"When an angel mates with a human, they share their essence with them. Angels are beings of creation so they 'modify' the human so we end up with the side effects. In my case possible immortality, and my mother's wings and immortality. We are the dirty little secret that celestials leave around."
Linda looked stunned.
"Amenadial didn't mention this."
Amelia took her hand.
"He wouldn't know, he was one of the good ones. He never played with humans. Others did though Linda, they treat us like toys. They use and discard us."
Linda shook her head.
"No, I don't believe that. Amenadial is one of the best people that I have ever met. So is Lucifer."
"Have you ever met other angels? They aren't all the same."
Linda thought back to her encounter with their mother and shuddered.
"Yes, but we can't put them all in the same box."
"Chloe Decker is the first human to be pregnant with an archangel's child and they aren't hiding it? Can you imagine what the celestials will do? We are all in danger Linda. You need to come with me, I have friends who want to protect us all."
Silence.
"MOMMY'S PREGNANT?"
They jumped off the couch and saw Trixie standing there in her PJs, teddy dangling from one hand and covered in the chocolate cake she had obviously come down to sneak.
"I can't be seen." Amelia jumped up and ran out of the house, closing the front door behind her.
Linda sighed and led the small child to bed with a promise to talk in the morning. She got a text through. I will find you again. A x
Linda went downstairs and poured a whisky, a bad habit she had picked up from Satan. She had much to think about.