A/N: Well, be glad this is up at all! LoL I forgot to e-mail the first chapter of "AMTR" to this computer, it is on Grandma and Grandpa's, but I remember I sent a copy to Jay-Jay the airplane! Er, I mean my sissy Jay. I've waaaaaaaaaaaaay to much sugar. Lol Anyways, I went and dug in my sent messages, and found this...er what I had done of it, so here it is! Much love to you all! ::Giggles::

An Angel Above Me

Sirius Blacked opened his eyes exactly three days after he was found on the back stoop of Cat's house. But he didn't know where he'd been found, or that this woman would help him, hell for a minute there he thought he was dreaming.that he was home. That Lily and James were alive and his godson was still a year old. But then he saw Cat. She was standing beside his bed, her hands wringing out a wet wash clothe.

He cocked his head to the side, watching her as she sang softly to herself. He blinked slowly, sure that this couldn't possibly be real, because what woman in their right mind would take him in? He might not have betrayed Lily and James or killed Peter, but the public sure as hell didn't know that.

But maybe he was dead. Maybe it was an angel above him, tending to him. She certainly looked like it from his vantage point. Blonde curls were haloed around her face, and her skin was the color of milk. It was then Sirius felt something he hadn't felt in about 13 years, and he KNEW he wasn't dead.

But he would be very, VERY, embarssed if she happened to turn around.

He started to push himself up in the bed, but fell back when the room started spin. The woman turned around and smiled, a soft sigh passing her lips. Which really didn't help his, er, condition, at all. She let the clothing she was holding fall to her dresser and her smile grew. She stepped towards him and laid a cool hand on his forehead.

"You're awake! Its about time to, first night you were here I thought you were going to die right there, your fever got up to 104. That wouldn't really have worked out all that well owing to fact that you are a convict and two of my brothers work at the Ministry. I don't think I could have explained myself out of THAT one..." The woman trailed off, a blush staining her cheeks. Sirius stared at her, confused and more then a little wary. He opened his mouth as if to say something then closed it, just looking at her. She shifted on her feet, and a small hand went up and brushed a curl off her forehead.

"Who are you?" Sirius' own voice seemed to startle him, but he kept on looking at her. He knew he should be running out of there, but at this moment he was so weak he couldn't. He couldn't even sit up in the bed, but if this woman was going to kill him or turn him in wouldn't have she already?

"Cat. Cat Bailey." She cleared her throat and continued on, and Sirius noted that it must be something of a habit to ramble when she was nervous.

"I found you three days ago passed out in my backyard. I think you were trying to kill one of my chickens because on of the hens is missing a hand full of tail-feathers. Anyways I got you I here and I force-fed you and all that good nurse stuff. Your fever broke at about eleven last night, and I've never been so relived."

"Why?" Cat blinked at Sirius question, and she cocked her head to side.

"Why what?" Sirius lifted his hand and weakly waved it around the room then pointed it at her.

"Why are you helping me? Why did nurse me? Why?" Cat looked down and crossed her arms over her stomach, and Sirius watched her intensly. It was then she relized that not once had she looked him in the eyes, but she slowly raised them till bright emerald depths gazed out at him and licked her lips.

"I know you are innocent." Now it was Sirius' turn to blink. "You don't have the Mark on your arm...You don't have the Dark Mark on your arm." Sirius started to ask her how she knew about that, how she knew that the Dark Lords fallowers were marked by him, but she turned away and walked out, leaving Sirius sitting in the bed even more on his mind.