"What? where? Mum dad, we need…." Jess was confused Mark had her in his arms, telling her they had to leave now, she wanted her parents.

"Now Jess no time for them we need to get you safe, you darlin no one else. Trust me the others will look after themselves" Jess put her small hand into Mark's large one as he transported them both away from the danger, into a special place just for them. It seemed they were in a bubble protecting them from harm. The fear she had felt moments ago, had been lifted, was it the place they were in? or her new found love for this man.

"Where are we?"

"Somewhere safe darlin, for you and I. No one can touch us here, after you screamed you loved me to Glenn, that was it all hell broke loose, I had to bring you here. So tell me to my face little one, do you truly love me?" her teeth worried her lip as she looked into his emerald eyes, how had her feelings changed so quickly from hate, disgust, loathing could even be added to that. To loving him, and she did with all her heart, she was his to do with what he wanted. Lifting her hand to his cheek she caressed his goatee, then his lips, along the softness of them. His mouth opened allowing her to slip her finger into it, his teeth nipping the edge as his tongue licked it.

"Yes I love you" his eyes shut in relief, thank god at last, holding her small body to his, he kissed her head

"I love you too little one, I have loved you for a long time" her fingers gripped his shirt as she looked into his eyes, tears falling from hers.

"I know Mark, and I hurt you, I hate that I hurt you" his finger touched her tears, they glistened like gold on his callous hand. Tasting the wetness with his tongue, it tasted so gentle like candy floss. His angel was beautiful, and all his. As he allowed her to move around the bubble, which was bigger than she thought, she noticed what seemed to be a small house, looking back at Mark he nodded for her to go inside. Opening the door she gasped in surprise, it was her dreams come true, from the soft carpet on the floor, to the beautiful roaring fire, the leather sofa, the cinema surround. Candles dotted the services of the antique cabinets. Looking back at Mark, she saw the love shining from his eyes

"Do you like it darlin?"

"Whose is this place?"

"Ours darlin, I did this for us in hope that we could bring our child up here or our children, it is our escape from all" shocked as she ran into his arms he held her tight

"You did this for us, for me? But you had no idea"

"I had hoped darlin, I never gave up hope" pulling his face down to his she kissed him softly, Mark restrained himself letting her take control of the way she wanted to play this. His body ached for her, to make love to her. Yet he would wait, if she wanted him then she would have to show him, he wasn't taking anything from her, it was hers to give freely when she was ready.

"How can I not love you, for what you have done for me, make love to me Mark, Take what belongs to you" her words shocked him, this wasn't what he expected, hell how did a reaper make love to an angel?. Would it be ok, after all it was good with evil, he prayed now that they had found the love, it was safe, no way was he turning his little one down.

Taking her small hand in his he guided her up the stairs into the bedroom, hearing the soft gasp from her. He glanced around, it was what she had dreamt about, the four poster, the beautiful colouring on the walls, the carpet thick and soft. Turning in his arms she pulled his head to hers, taking his mouth, at the moment she was the aggressor in time he would take control. As she pushed his body onto the bed he accepted this was how it was to be for now.

Vince and Glenn had The Shield pushed back, the black magic they had been teaching the pupils had been learnt well. The moment they had entered the premises of the school their powers had been taken for a short while, allowing the team to attack. Roman sensed their victim had already left, been taken by her beloved. Brock wasn't going to be happy with this. Not at all, after a long fight, they withdrew there was nothing they needed here. With heads low, their bodies bloody they headed back to Brock, entering the office the roar told the street, the big man was not impressed

"YOU LET HER ESCAPE, A SMALL THING LIKE THAT AND SHE ESCAPED!"

"Sir please, she has fallen for him, she could not complete her mission because her heart belongs to him , soon her body too"

"NO I WILL NOT ALLOW IT" The desk broke in two from the power of Brocks fist, grabbing Irvine around the neck he squeezed, his temper getting the best of him. His face changing into the monster he was.

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, YOU SAID SHE SAW HIM AS A DIRTY OLD MAN, A PERVERT, HOW CAN SHE GIVE HER HEART?" Chris had no idea, his throat was struggling as it was slowly being squashed he needed to breathe his hands gripping at the monster's hand that was turning into… The blackness took him, Brock threw him against the wall hearing the crack of his spine, Irvine no longer existed, he had let Brock down there was no time for mistakes, not now. If Mark and Jess made love then all would be lost, or would it, the brat would still have to be born first, but if he could stop it even being produced then that would be best.

"ROMAN TAKE YOUR MEN AND FIND THEM!" returning to his former self, he sat down as if nothing had gone wrong, picking the phone up he dialled Roman

"Do not let me down, Irvine's death was nothing compared to what yours will be" slamming the phone down he headed out, he needed a willing body to fuck he was on edge and he would take it out on a poor unsuspecting mortal.