Title: Through The Valley
Authors: Jennifer G. and Kimbre
Category: LOTS of drama
Rating: PG
Summary: In order to truly understand her assignment's pain, Monica must take her own walk through the valley of the shadow of death, and experience the most human time of her existence....
Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own them and I promise to put them back when I'm done, with minimal damage. Don't sue me, you won't get anything from this poor college student anyways, LOL. And my wonderful co-author Kimbre doesn't have any interests in lawsuits either, so there! ;)
Authors notes to follow the last chapter..
Ok, here we go.. Buckle your seatbelts. it's gonna be a bumpy ride. You have been warned..
PROLOGUE
"Aren't human bodies fascinating, Tess?" The young woman with long, auburn hair and a lovely Irish brogue quipped to her older supervisor.
"How so, Miss Wings?" The older woman with mahogany skin asked, casting a side-glance at the blond man who completed the trio.
"Well," She replied, her expression somewhat thoughtful, though it never lost its cheerfulness, "God just really made them perfectly. It's so interesting, don't you think, how blood carries oxygen to the brain and keeps the heart pumping, and how one thing can be dependent on so many other organs doing their job properly?" She smiled happily, gazing up at the blue sky, "Though I love being an angel, I love being in human form, don't you, Andrew?"
He chuckled, unlike Tess, never really getting annoyed with his friend's endless chatter, and besides, she could find the beauty in a root canal, "I'm not sure, Monica," He replied gently, "I always feel a little trapped in them myself."
"But what about being able to feel the grass under your toes, or feeling refreshed after sleeping, or being able to feel.what's it called again.that feeling of having all that energy?"
"Adrenaline," Tess sighed, rolling her eyes, though she loved the inquisitive little angel dearly.
"Ah yes, feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins. We don't get to feel those things as angels and I just enjoy them in human form is all," Monica smiled at her two closest friends, "I just think God made them perfectly. It was quite a complex plan."
"I'll let Him know you approve, Angel Girl," Tess replied, unable to hide her smile as Andrew chuckled and Monica grinned sheepishly, but then the oldest angel grew more serious as she motioned her two charges to a nearby bench so they could sit down, Monica situated between the two of them, "You're right, baby," Tess began softly, "Human bodies are very complex, but just as easily as they can work correctly, something can just as easily go wrong and make a person feel as if it is turning against them." The two younger angels followed Tess' gaze across the street to the building that simply had the words "Medical Center" above its doors.
"Is she our assignment, Tess?" Andrew asked, indicating a young girl of no more than 25 with shoulder length sandy, blond hair, who was hesitantly entering the building.
"That's Kayla Johnston and she is Monica's assignment, Angel Boy," Tess explained, watching Monica's brow furrow with curiosity.
"What's wrong with her, Tess? She looks perfectly healthy-." The youngest angel began.
"Not all sickness can be seen, baby, at least not at first. It all started out with Kayla thinking she had some kind of flu that left her feeling sick and void of all energy, but she couldn't seem to shake it. Her doctor put her through a series of tests and she's about to get the results of those tests today and her life is never going to be the same."
Andrew's eyes held sadness at these words, "Is it bad, Tess?"
"Let's just say her body is beginning to turn against her, baby," She replied with a sigh.
"But she's so young, Tess," Monica exclaimed, trying to find the justice in this situation.
"Yes, she is, Monica, but unfortunately, cancer doesn't discriminate by age, color or race and sometimes all it takes is for someone to hear the word 'cancer' for them to give up the fight."
"But why is that, Tess?" Monica asked, her eyes troubled as she felt Andrew's arm wrap around her shoulders.
"Because it's a hard fight to win, baby, and the treatments for cancer can be as terrible as the disease itself. The treatments often cause them to feel sicker than they did when they were first told they had cancer. They lose their appetite, suffer from nausea and exhaustion, and lose their hair and all these things certainly don't make them feel as if they are winning the battle."
There was silence between the three friends for a moment, before Tess broke it by continuing, "Angel Girl, you'd may as well go and familiarize yourself with the medical center."
Monica nodded and hopped up, always eager to begin, before a peculiar look crossed her pretty face.
"Are you okay?" Andrew's eyes were concerned, as he didn't miss the expression that had come over her features.
"I think so," She began hesitantly, "Probably all this talk about being sick."She managed a smile, "I'll be back."
Andrew watched her depart through worried eyes, before he turned back to Tess, surprised to see sadness in her own brown eyes, "So what is our assignment, Tess?" He asked, trying to shake the feeling of uneasiness that had come over him.
"We're back up, baby, but our main assignment is Monica," She replied softly.
"Monica?" He asked, his unease settling in a little deeper, "What does Monica need angels for?"
Tess met her eyes squarely with those of her friend, "Trust me, baby, by the time that little angel exits that building, she is going to need angels, not to mention her friends."
Authors: Jennifer G. and Kimbre
Category: LOTS of drama
Rating: PG
Summary: In order to truly understand her assignment's pain, Monica must take her own walk through the valley of the shadow of death, and experience the most human time of her existence....
Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own them and I promise to put them back when I'm done, with minimal damage. Don't sue me, you won't get anything from this poor college student anyways, LOL. And my wonderful co-author Kimbre doesn't have any interests in lawsuits either, so there! ;)
Authors notes to follow the last chapter..
Ok, here we go.. Buckle your seatbelts. it's gonna be a bumpy ride. You have been warned..
PROLOGUE
"Aren't human bodies fascinating, Tess?" The young woman with long, auburn hair and a lovely Irish brogue quipped to her older supervisor.
"How so, Miss Wings?" The older woman with mahogany skin asked, casting a side-glance at the blond man who completed the trio.
"Well," She replied, her expression somewhat thoughtful, though it never lost its cheerfulness, "God just really made them perfectly. It's so interesting, don't you think, how blood carries oxygen to the brain and keeps the heart pumping, and how one thing can be dependent on so many other organs doing their job properly?" She smiled happily, gazing up at the blue sky, "Though I love being an angel, I love being in human form, don't you, Andrew?"
He chuckled, unlike Tess, never really getting annoyed with his friend's endless chatter, and besides, she could find the beauty in a root canal, "I'm not sure, Monica," He replied gently, "I always feel a little trapped in them myself."
"But what about being able to feel the grass under your toes, or feeling refreshed after sleeping, or being able to feel.what's it called again.that feeling of having all that energy?"
"Adrenaline," Tess sighed, rolling her eyes, though she loved the inquisitive little angel dearly.
"Ah yes, feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins. We don't get to feel those things as angels and I just enjoy them in human form is all," Monica smiled at her two closest friends, "I just think God made them perfectly. It was quite a complex plan."
"I'll let Him know you approve, Angel Girl," Tess replied, unable to hide her smile as Andrew chuckled and Monica grinned sheepishly, but then the oldest angel grew more serious as she motioned her two charges to a nearby bench so they could sit down, Monica situated between the two of them, "You're right, baby," Tess began softly, "Human bodies are very complex, but just as easily as they can work correctly, something can just as easily go wrong and make a person feel as if it is turning against them." The two younger angels followed Tess' gaze across the street to the building that simply had the words "Medical Center" above its doors.
"Is she our assignment, Tess?" Andrew asked, indicating a young girl of no more than 25 with shoulder length sandy, blond hair, who was hesitantly entering the building.
"That's Kayla Johnston and she is Monica's assignment, Angel Boy," Tess explained, watching Monica's brow furrow with curiosity.
"What's wrong with her, Tess? She looks perfectly healthy-." The youngest angel began.
"Not all sickness can be seen, baby, at least not at first. It all started out with Kayla thinking she had some kind of flu that left her feeling sick and void of all energy, but she couldn't seem to shake it. Her doctor put her through a series of tests and she's about to get the results of those tests today and her life is never going to be the same."
Andrew's eyes held sadness at these words, "Is it bad, Tess?"
"Let's just say her body is beginning to turn against her, baby," She replied with a sigh.
"But she's so young, Tess," Monica exclaimed, trying to find the justice in this situation.
"Yes, she is, Monica, but unfortunately, cancer doesn't discriminate by age, color or race and sometimes all it takes is for someone to hear the word 'cancer' for them to give up the fight."
"But why is that, Tess?" Monica asked, her eyes troubled as she felt Andrew's arm wrap around her shoulders.
"Because it's a hard fight to win, baby, and the treatments for cancer can be as terrible as the disease itself. The treatments often cause them to feel sicker than they did when they were first told they had cancer. They lose their appetite, suffer from nausea and exhaustion, and lose their hair and all these things certainly don't make them feel as if they are winning the battle."
There was silence between the three friends for a moment, before Tess broke it by continuing, "Angel Girl, you'd may as well go and familiarize yourself with the medical center."
Monica nodded and hopped up, always eager to begin, before a peculiar look crossed her pretty face.
"Are you okay?" Andrew's eyes were concerned, as he didn't miss the expression that had come over her features.
"I think so," She began hesitantly, "Probably all this talk about being sick."She managed a smile, "I'll be back."
Andrew watched her depart through worried eyes, before he turned back to Tess, surprised to see sadness in her own brown eyes, "So what is our assignment, Tess?" He asked, trying to shake the feeling of uneasiness that had come over him.
"We're back up, baby, but our main assignment is Monica," She replied softly.
"Monica?" He asked, his unease settling in a little deeper, "What does Monica need angels for?"
Tess met her eyes squarely with those of her friend, "Trust me, baby, by the time that little angel exits that building, she is going to need angels, not to mention her friends."