Michael's POV

Pain. I was familiar with the feeling of pain. I lost a lot. This would be the life? Becca betrayed me, maybe intended to kill me with the blade of Furiad she kept. And she used Ayelet. Does Ayelet know how hypocritical her so called best friend was? That she used her for the experiments?

Ayelet trusted her, and now I don't have the courage to inform my sister on Becca's betrayal. My sister... how can I protect her, Father? How can I make sure she's safe? Uriel is safe? Even Gabriel... what I've done to our family?

I have to bring my sister back to Heaven; there is the only place where she can heal, gain the light she needs to survive. Otherwise we'll lose Ayelet; she isn't in good hand if I let her stay among humans.

I felt the cool lake water touch my skin and reassured me. I haven't taken care of myself for a long while; it is refreshing to smell good, to feel good. Or, better, than I felt when I left Vega. I hope Ayelet is well in my old home, and won't follow me. She's too weak.

And Alex... I let him down. What kind of father I am? What kind of father does this to his son?

~In Mallory's church~

I sat on the bench, my fingers crossed, as I was thinking if they really can hear Father's voice, or they're gone insane. Of course, I don't have a word for their belief, if it gives them hope to survive against the never resting eightballs, but I had doubt in my heart.

I didn't believe this voice is from Father.

What you've done, Michael? You've hurt, killed those innocent ones. And where's my child?

I raised my head, as I heard this voice inside my calmed mind. Again, this shame rushed through my chest. Every single mistake I made in the past now felt like if I was stabbed in my chest again and again and again.

Where's my daughter? You chased her from home. Her soul is screaming to me.

He asked about where I left our sister. I left her, it is safer for her if I am not near. She was right about me, my violence, and everything. I'm doing no good for her if I'd stay in Vega, she can blend in much more, if I don't bring danger on her.

Laurel's effort on make my storm go away is useless, although I delight in her company. She is kind, brave and strong, someone who makes effort on trying to understand me.

"This is not something that faith can recover, but thank you anyways."

"If you need to talk to someone, I'm here to listen. Sometimes the best is way to cure our heart is to speak about the wound. It won't disappear, but makes it easier. We all make mistakes, no one is perfect, other than Father. "I smiled as I listened to her embracing her faith to me. Her trials to get closer to my hardened heart. I wonder if Ayelet's curse was still on me. She claimed she took it off, but what if she wasn't strong enough to lift the curse, what if it's still haunting me, and that's why I did all those terrible things. And this lady who knew nothing about me or my past trusted me without any judgement, accepted me completely for myself.

It is something strange to experience, calming, relaxing. The more time I spent with Lauren, I got more attracted to her. She had beautiful, short hair framing her smiling face, and mesmerizing brown eyes, full of light. Light... light! This is what my sister needs.

"I am not who you think I could be. "She has a lot in common with Ayelet. They both believe I am someone else, than my true self, in the two edges of the scale. I wish I could have a chance to save Ayelet before she left Heaven...

~Heaven, eons ago~

"Ayelet!" I haven't seen her coming. I was covered in blood, after the war in our home ended, and I casted Lucifer out. The starry eyed one looked at me terrified, and as I walked towards her, she stepped back." Do not be afraid!"

"How could you... you murderer!"she cried, and before I could do anything her blade was out of its scabbard. "If you go any closer, I'll kill you!"

"Ok, ok. Just put that blade down! I'll explain it."

"I do not need any of your excuses. When will you stop this brutality you continued so far?" No! She raised the blade and cut her eyes. I couldn't believe what she done. Why she was harming herself? She then dropped from the sky. I tried to catch her hand, but I wasn't fast enough. I could only touch her blood covered face before she vanished from my sight.

~Present, Mallory~

I know, what I thought was missing for me. Love. I thought I can't love, and I can't be loved, I am not the easily forgiving type, not even the merciful one. Now I have no wonder why Becca had the question in her if I am able to love fully and compassionately. I am not wondering why my sister avoided me after the first angelic war, and why I doubt she forgave me? Because every time I touched her, her body shivered under my hand.

As I listened to Laurel, I gained back my lost faith. I wasn't looking in the wrong place, but I was devastated to see Laurel's plan on killing herself. Why? I can't let her do this. Why I feel heartbroken again just from the thought of her death? I have to prevent this. When I witnessed her digging her own grave, it shattered me from inside.

As if the past would come back to shame me, as if... what if this is my opportunity to fix everything? Maybe, with my death I can change it. I can save Laurel. The light came, I felt liberated from my own self-shaming, guilt and I knew what I have to do. I found my answer: yes, I can love. I am not under my sister's curse. I am free.

"Tonight I'm leaving. I can't watch you killing yourself..." word followed word, than I turned to her, I held her face in my hand, felt the skin under mine, before I tried to kiss her. Somehow I hesitated, if it's right, but she than had the courage to finish what I've started.

Gratitude. The feeling of thankfulness overwhelmed me. Laurel taught me to love again, to trust again, to follow my duties and don't be afraid of embracing who I am with all of my mistakes. She showed me, how I can find my own faith again. This is what I will return tonight, I'll be there and I won't run. I made my decision, I'll take her place.

Michael, don't! Stop, I don't want your death! I wasn't thinking that seriously, stop it, brother!

Right from the ether I heard the crying familiar sound. My sister, I can hear her. How is that possible? After eons of years, she broke the silence.

I won't change my mind. You found your place in Vega, now I found mine here.

No, you can't do this! What about Becca? I thought you love her! So all of this was vanity? How dare you! Put yourself together, my bastard brother!

Wait, how can you talk to me, when you're mortal in your body?

After Laurel was gone, her voice turned lauder and lauder.

Oh, if I'd tell you, you'd start your self-pity party, and I've had enough of that. I've saved Becca, because she is my best friend, now I am in the Ether sphere, as I can't function in my body without celestial, divine light. And soon this self of mine will also perish. What were you thinking? She hadn't got any motivation of killing you, she was threatened by that snake evil Whele. And you've thought Samael is the pure darkness. You haven't seen a thing bro. Now go back, and tell those idiots who keep me trapped, to stop it and let me go.

To hear her scolding made me scared. She is in greater danger than I assumed. The idea of Becca alive gave me a fresh scar, I can't look into her eyes again, after this kiss.

We can talk about your foolish habits after Shawn accepts my death and if I'll be there.

Of course you will. I'm not letting you die either, my idiot sister.

Without celestial light I'd watch the show you saving me.