Tess stared at the three wide-eyed angels in front of her. She nodded weakly, not trusting herself to speak. She looked over at Alan. He seemed to deal with it just fine. She wondered how he could be so calm, despite the situation.

"Tess, how do we help?" Andrew asked, breaking Tess out of her thoughts. Tess looked up.

"Well, you will all be working with him somehow, except you, Andrew. You'll be with Chloe and I'll be with Dawn," Tess explained.

"But what kinds of jobs will Monica and I be doing?" Gloria questioned.

"Monica will be an assistant manager, and you will be a hair and make-up artist," Tess replied. Monica and Gloria grinned. Monica looked at Andrew and the grin faded. A horrified look came over her face.

"Andrew, if you're going with Chloe, does that mean..." Monica started, a little afraid to know the answer.

"I don't know yet Angel girl. I was just told to be there," Andrew answered, unsure of the answer himself. Gloria looked down, worried about the young woman and...

"What about the unborn baby?" Gloria asked. All four angels paled at the thought of it.

"I'm still not sure. I have to go, but I'll keep in contact," Andrew said. He stepped back and left the three female angels to themselves.

"Good luck Andrew," Monica said, loud enough for Andrew to hear. He turned and offered her a sad smile. He slowly turned back to his original path and vanished.

"Well angel babies, time to get to work," Tess said to the younger angels. She hugged each one, then disappeared. Monica and Gloria looked at each and lightly smiled.

"Okay Gloria, we need to find Sean, I believe that was his name. He is Alan's manager and that's where we'll get our jobs." Monica said, looking around the backstage for the manager.

"But Monica, I have no clue about how to do hair and make-up on someone," Gloria protested.

"C'mon Gloria, it isn't that hard. I once had an identical job. And you know the Father will provide you with what you need when you need it," Monica lectured.

"And I thought Tess was bad," Gloria said, grinning happily. Monica glared at her then laughed.

"Alright, alright, I get your drift. C'mon, let's go get our jobs," Monica said, wrapping her arm around Gloria. In turn, Gloria wrapped her arm around Monica's waist. They didn't know they were getting themselves into a tragedy that will not only affect Alan, Chloe, and Dawn, but millions of other people's lives as well.