Tess paced the floor in the waiting room where she "patiently" awaited some news of Andrew and Monica. She didn't know who she was more worried about right now-Andrew or Monica. She sensed the fear in her angel girl and she saw the pain that Andrew was suffering.

Just then, to her relief, Ruby motioned for her to come in to the room where Andrew was being held. She followed the petite, redhead nurse and let out a sigh of relief when she saw the Irish angel sitting on a chair next to Andrew's bed. Now Monica's face had lost some color.

"Angel Girl." Tess gripped the shaking angel's hand in hers.

"Oh, Tess, I think that everything's going to be all right now that I donated a wee bit of my blood to him."

"Yes, Baby, I think everything will be. The doctors are finally ready to do the bone transplant. And guess what, Monica, earlier Ruby told me that the tumor has shrunk and is almost gone. I guess God has heard your prayers after all," Tess said with an encouraging voice.

"I never doubted Him, Tess," Monica started. When she saw the look her supervisor gave her she changed her words. "Well, I mean I never doubted that…er…okay, okay, maybe I did but that's behind me now."

Tess grinned from ear to ear and both of the angels laughed out loud.

"By the way, Monica, there's someone the Father wants you to talk to. I just got the orders," Tess told her angel girl.

Monica gave Tess a sideways look. Her question was answered just as the redhead nurse walked into the room.

"Surgery is scheduled for three o' clock this afternoon," Ruby announced.

Monica and Tess exchanged looks and Monica stood up and followed the nurse.

"Ruby?" Monica asked in her Irish accent. "Is there anything I can do for you? Would you like a cup of coffee or anything?"

"You know what," Ruby said. "Maybe a little later. Right now I'm busy."

"Well, you've been working pretty hard lately. I thought that maybe you should take a wee brake," the Irish angel suggested.

"You're the first person who has actually told me I deserved a brake. It's like you're an angel or something."

"What if I told you I was," Monica continued.

"Don't be silly," Ruby stated. "Angels don't really exist. Anyway, you already tried that one, remember? The first time we took Andrew in for surgery you told the others and me that you and Andrew were angels and that you needed to take him home. You guys live in heaven right?" Ruby asked sarcastically with a laugh.

"Ruby, I am an angel and I do live in heaven," Monica said in a serious tone. A beautiful light shone around her.

"Oh my…Oh my Gosh, what's happening to you?" Ruby asked, her voice wavering with fear.

"It's God's love. When angels reveal themselves, God's Glory shines around them for we angels were conceived in love."

"You mean, you've seen God? God really exists?" Ruby asked in shock. She let her body fall onto the floor. She put her head in her hands and stared at Monica.

"Yes, Ruby, I have and yes, He does. Don't be afraid for I bring you a message from God," Monica began. "Are you ready to hear it?"

Ruby nodded and let a tear stream down her freckled face.

"God loves you and He knows how hard you've been working to stay in one piece. He knows what you're going through right now and He wants you to tell someone. God doesn't like how you suffer alone each day. If you'd only let Him help, He would."

"God knows about the…the Cancer?" Ruby asked. "He knows what I'm planning?"

"Yes, Ruby, and He does want to help. He also knows why you wanted to work on Andrew's case. He knows everything," Monica said, leaning down and resting her hands on the nurse's shoulders. "He knows about what you were going to attempt tonight if Andrew, by chance, didn't make it through the surgery."

"The suicide?"

Monica nodded and sat down next to the redhead.

"You have the same thing that Andrew does, don't you?" Monica asked quietly in her Irish accent.

"Yes, and if Andrew didn't make it I knew that I wouldn't either so…"

"So you thought that it would be easier to kill yourself then let some doctors who you know so well," the auburn interrupted. "How do you know that you won't be healed by the mighty hand of God? God works in mysterious ways everyday. He performs the impossible right before your eyes. Let Him help you. Let the ones you love help you."

Ruby nodded and cried harder. She leaned into Monica and the Irish angel held her, a few tears watering her own eyes.

"I will, Monica, I will."