"I'll never forget that night for as long as I live." Alastor said as he finished his story to Angel. "I still can't believe she actually said yes when I proposed that night. Granted I probably could have taken a more romantic approach but in that moment I felt like that if I didn't ask her right then and there, I'd lose her."

"Whoa! Whoa! Hold up! You mean you two actually did it in a church?" Angel said. "Damn! And I thought I was ballsy."

"It wasn't like that. We were in love."

"But it was still sex. Sex in church. Man if my mother ever found out I screwed someone in the church she'd beat my brains out."

"Technically it wasn't done in church. It was done in the bell tower."

"I think it still counts."

"Nobody worships in the bell tower so it doesn't count as part of the church."

"Keep telling yourself that protestant boy." He chuckled.

"At least we did it in private." Alastor defended. "Some people go completely public with their sexual relations. I once read in the paper about this vulgar display of a couple having intercourse on a college football field."

"Hey that was never proven!" Angel shouted defensively.

"That was you?"

"Um...No." Angel blushed while looking away.

"Oh my God it was you. You and...Professor Ramírez?"

"I plead the 5th."

"Ugh!" Alastor flinched in disgust. "Oh what's wrong with you people?"

"We were drunk okay? It was in the middle of the night, we'd had a little too much booze, we were outside cooling our heads and...Well how were we supposed to know that was the location of where the fraternities were doing their initiation crap? Don't judge us!"

"Sorry but again at least what Charlie and I did was in privacy. You two were out in the open.

"Nobody could really see us."

"Didn't they get pictures?"

"Only of our backsides!" Angel huffed. "Damn frat boys. They'd jump at any opportunity to get a teacher in trouble."

"Teacher? You were a teacher?"

"No. But Vaggie was."

"How did she not lose her job for that?"

"It was dark and they couldn't get a clear photo of us. By the way this information stays between us. If she finds out I told you this I'll never have sex again."

Alastor laughed a little.

"You know Angel you're quite a character."

"I hope that's a compliment." Angel said.

"It is."

Alastor looked down at his wrist watch and realized that it was well past midnight. He had been up late enough and he had a big day tomorrow. He would need his rest.

"I'm going to turn in now." Alastor said. "Goodnight Angel."

"Goodnight Al."

Alastor walked back inside and into the living room. He looked down at the mattress on the floor where Charlie, Aaron, and Carrie were sleeping. He admired how beautiful Charlie looked even in sleep, laying perfectly still and perfectly at ease which allowed her features to appear as delicate as a beauty who's image was captured by an oil painting. Carrie was curled up into a little ball and huddled up real close in her mother's arms in order to reach her warmth. Aaron had tossed and turned his way to slouching almost completely off the mattress. On occasions he would be a very restless sleeper.

He tenderly grinned and with great care he situated his son to where the boy was now lying comfortably right next to his mother. Alastor cautiously slid next to Aaron and carefully moved his arms to hold his wife and children, pulling them closer to him as he joined them in sleep.

Across from the family was Vaggie who had chosen to sleep on the couch and she couldn't resist smiling at the touching sight. What could be more precious than a family that was completely loving and devoted to each other? It was something both she and Angel were sadly unfamiliar with. She only had her grandmother and he only had his mother. No happy family. No two caring parents, no supportive siblings, and of course no beautiful children. Before falling asleep herself Vaggie wondered what it was like to have that.

...

Someone else was watching the Devalcourt family. But unlike Vaggie who watched them warmly, this viewer watched them with contempt. Made visibly sick, angry, and hate filled. Although most of these dreadful feelings were directed at Alastor. Why? In time the reason would reveal itself.

"Look at that son of a bitch." He snarled. "Appearing all innocent and wholesome. I'll admit he plays the loving husband and father act real well but not enough to fool me. I know what he's really like and I'll never forget what he did to me. He'll pay! He'll pay severely! And I will retrieve what he stole from me!"

The figure spying on them then turned his attention to two horrifying sub creatures. One who resembled some sort of electronic, television atrocity while the other looked like a pimp of Satan, a real ugly and perverse appearance.

"Now you two know what you're supposed to do right?" The figure asked them. "You know what the plan is? You know what your assignments are?"

"Of course." Said the electric looking one. "But our arrangement is still in tact isn't it? We pick up your two packages and in exchange we are given two tickets out of this infernal cesspool."

"Yes, yes, yes." The figure said annoyed. "Everything's in order. You'll get your reward but only if you succeed. If you fail then you'll both find yourselves in a position ten times worse than what you had before! Understand?"

"Don't get your wings in a twist boss. We won't fail. In fact considering who we'll be running into again, we're actually very excited about what we're going to do."

"Yes." The other subordinate agreed. "I've been just itchin to have fun with my sweet Angel again. And why stop with him? Alastor's got himself a real trophy wife doesn't he? Really pretty and soft looking. I bet she feels as soft as she-"

The figure suddenly drew back and struck the cretin so hard that he was flung back into a stone wall.

"Don't even think about it you wretch!" His voice was so full of rage that it shook the ground and caused his subordinates to flinch. "Now you listen! You both listen! Do what you'd like with the others but I want her and the children alive and unharmed! Anything less and you'll know what it really means to be damned! Is that clear?!"

"Yes sir." They both sniveled.

"Good. Now get moving before I lose my patience!"

Not another word after he gave his command. They were gone in a mere microsecond. Making their way up from the depths and toward the Develcourt house to carry out the orders given to them. Things would soon become a lot more difficult and frightening for everyone in that house.