* This one is pretty short! I didn't want to split the next chapter, because stuff is happening! This is basically just the end of the battle. Now that I'll have more time again, I'll be updating again this weekend.
bananahannah07 glad you picked up on that! Sebastian IS OOC right now, the reason will be revealed soon! I hoped I made it obvious without being TOO obvious.
Eeeeep I'm excited! While I would like to stick to my weekend upload plans, there's a chance I might cave in and post the next chapter before then... I know I won't get too much hate for that lol xD *

"Souls… of angels?" Ciel asked, still shaken a little by what had just happened.

"Hmm, no, no… it looks like a bunch of old ladies," she answered, flipping through her reaper book. Ciel slowly approached her as she closed the book again and looked up. "Ciel… I mean, I know you aren't really Ciel, but… I've really missed you."

Sebastian carried Violet down the hall and into the main cathedral, where everyone was gathered. He stopped short when he noticed Elizabeth and Ciel talking.

"Miss Elizabeth?" Sebastian asked, surprised.

"Oh! Hello, Sebastian!" she said with a smile.

In spite of her friendly demeanor, Sebastian moved to Ciel's side protectively, setting Violet down behind him.

"It's a shock to see you here," he said. "May I ask why you are?"

"I'm just here on reaper business!" she said cheerfully.

"Actually, Eliz-… Lizzy… saved me from getting blindsided by the angel," Ciel spoke up, turning to Sebastian.

"Is that so?" Sebastian asked, tipping his head to one side.

Lizzy looked slightly uncomfortable at Sebastian's tone, then turned back to Ciel with a sigh, her expression somber.

"I know, I tried to kill you… I was unwell, though… and after that, they kept me locked away both as punishment and assistance to get me better… after a hundred or so years, they finally decided I was okay again… I've been hoping to run into you so I could tell you how sorry I am…" she explained, her lip trembling as her green eyes filled with tears. "I was just so broken from everything…" She trailed off, and began sobbing loudly.

Ciel cleared his throat and looked awkwardly at Sebastian, who did nothing but nod towards Lizzy.

"Uh… please, don't cry, Lizzy… it's alright, I forgive you, I know how devastating it must have-… it all worked out for the better, see?" Ciel attempted.

"I'M SORRY!" she sobbed again.

After a couple more failed attempts at trying to calm her, Ciel took a more firm tone.

"Elizabeth! Stop crying! It's all for nothing! I am okay with how things turned out, because I can oversee the end of the war that has been going on since before I was born! If you can't control yourself right now, we'll have to excuse ourselves from your company."

Just like that, Lizzy quieted down and looked up at Ciel. Sniffling, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and gave a weak smile.

"I'm sorry, Ciel…" she said quietly.

"It's fine," Ciel replied, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I forgive you. I don't want you feeling guilty anymore. What's done is done… though I do think you are a damn fool for ending your own life."

Elizabeth giggled. "Yes, I agree. I regret it every day. Especially all the pain and trouble I caused my family." Then she noticed Violet, who was peeking around Sebastian. "Oh, who is this?"

"She is a descendant of mine. My granddaughter Violet. She is also Sebastian's mate." Ciel answered, as Lizzy stepped forward to shake hands with Violet, Sebastian stepping aside.

"Your descendant? Oh…" Lizzy trailed off, her expression falling slightly. "So you eventually found a mate of your own then…?"

"Something like that. We were only together long enough to have two children. My first son, Vincent, and my second son, Ciel."

"What happened with your mate?"

Ciel cleared his throat. "I… I'd rather not go into that right now," he said quietly. Then he straightened up and spoke more firmly. "After all, we're here on business. Perhaps you should do what you came here to do, as well."

"Elizabeth Midford, this is not social hour. Have you even reaped a single soul yet?"

Everyone turned to see William T. Spears making his way towards them.

"Uhm, I'm sorry, William. I was just-"

"The only thing you are doing is putting me in a position for more overtime," he interrupted, pushing his glasses up with the clippers of his death scythe. "I hate overtime."

"Sorry, I'll get to work," Lizzy said, starting towards the hallway that led to the back room. She stopped and turned around again. "Ciel, let's catch up sometime, okay?"

"Yes, I would like that," Ciel said with a small smile.

Elizabeth smiled brightly and set off to work. William turned to the rest of them.

"So much demon scum in one room," he remarked with a sneer. He looked directly at Violet. "It's unfortunate you're one of them now. Such a waste of noble blood, in my opinion."

Violet glared at him. "Who the hell do you think you are, four-eyes?"

Ciel and Sebastian snickered, while William raised an eyebrow.

"I'd mind my tongue, if I were you, miss. If I hadn't stepped in to keep Grell from harvesting your soul a couple years ago, you wouldn't even be here right now." He glanced sideways at Sebastian. "To this day, I've never stooped as low as that night I defended a demon."

Sebastian's eyes grew wide as he made a gesture for William to stop talking, but Violet noticed.

"What is he talking about?" she asked him.

William sighed impatiently and pushed his glasses up again. "The night you attempted to end your own life. It's rather fortunate that I showed up to check on Grell, or I would have ended up with a half demon, half reaper in my division. Not only is that most undesirable, the amount of paperwork that would have caused is unforgivable."

"You must have me confused with someone else… cuz I never did that," Violet said.

William glanced at Sebastian again and rolled his eyes. "Of course you didn't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go oversee Elizabeth's progress."

With that, he walked away in the direction Elizabeth had gone. Violet looked over to Sebastian.

"Why does he think I tried to kill myself?" she asked him.

"I've no idea," Sebastian replied. He hated that he was lying and keeping something from her, but this was one of those things she'd be better off not knowing about.

Violet was studying his expression, as though she wasn't sure whether she believed him or not. Before she could say anything, Charles spoke up from the other side of the podium.

"William is a bit of a sod… he does nothing but fret about overtime and complain about his underlings. Don't worry about it," he said, looking at Violet.

"Right… I won't," she said, still sounding hesitant. But, with a shrug, she wrapped her arms around Sebastian and looked up into his eyes. "So… now that the angels are gone… what next?"

"I suppose it really isn't our responsibility to clean up this mess," Sebastian said, looking around at the angel bodies on the floor. "I think they'll disappear on their own, anyway. I think we can call it a night, here."

Violet tilted her head to one side. That's odd… normally he just cleans everything up anyway… I suppose he's probably just drained from everything that happened tonight.

Chester appeared in the doorway, breathless. "Yeh, you lot go on home. I'll handle things around here. Even though the main threat has been destroyed, there's no telling what else could happen."

After giving their thanks to him and the other agents, the three of them made their way out of the church and headed back towards the hill, where a black SUV was waiting. After arriving at the bay of elevators in the run-down building, they said their goodbyes.

"Thanks for the help, Ciel, Charles," Sebastian said. "Violet, shall we head home?"

Violet nodded and followed Sebastian into the elevator. After the door closed, Ciel turned to Charles.

"Does he seem a bit off to you?" he asked, furrowing his brow.

"Now that you mention it, he does," Charles answered. "How did you pick up on it?"

"It's pretty obvious. After having him in my service for so many years, it's not difficult to pick up on. For one, he never calls me Ciel. Second, he never passes up the chance to clean up a mess, especially when it involves the bodies of enemies. Not to mention, I picked up on actual emotion coming from him earlier. Just small things I've noticed since we arrived at St. Francis this morning."

The two got into their own elevator.

"Maybe he was just stressed out, worrying about Violet and the baby," Charles said, as the elevator car made its way to the lower level.

Ciel scoffed. "Sebastian? Stressed? It doesn't happen. And I know that having a mate and a child alters the usual emotionless state, but this is something else… something I can't quite put my finger on. I guess we'll have to wait and see."