It was right after Bethany had finished her prayer and had laid down in bed when flames erupted at the end of her bed. Bethany scrambled up in bed and shielded her eyes from the burning light. In a few moments the flames had disappeared and in their place stood a tall, ruggedly handsome man with short hair dyed green that matched his green suit.
He gave a warm smiled at Bethany and dusted himself off. "Thanks for refraining from the fire extinguisher this time."
Bethany chuckled inwardly. Last time, being the Metatron's first visit to her, she had doused him with the flame retardant chemical thinking there was a fire in her room. He certainly wasn't a happy camper when he realized his suit was ruined.
"No problem." Aside from this remark, Bethany couldn't say anything. She was still in shock at his unexpected arrival...and his green outfit.
"Like the new look?" He smirked. "I tired of brown and purple." Bethany nodded her head slowly, still in a daze. The Metatron approached her bed and, with a gesture, asked if he may sit down. Beth nodded again and waited for his explanation.
"I've been listening to you and watching you. But I thought it was about time I paid a visit. I can only escape 'fatherhood,' as you put it, for so long." He gave a cocky smile.
Bethany couldn't keep calm anymore. All her worries and fears burst forth at the sound of the Metatron's clear cut English accent. "Oh Metatron, it's just that Mel's been so quiet lately and I really have no idea what she's going through. I know she knows all this is true but she never talks and shuts herself away in her room. I don't know what to do, Metatron. I miss her and I just wish she didn't have to deal with all this." She looked down to take a calming breath.
"Just like you didn't want to deal with being the last Scion?"
"Yes, but, she's only fift-" She broke off as The Metatron stared at her with a 'and-what-about-Jesus' look that made Bethany blush with embarrassment. "Sorry, I didn't mean-"
"It's fine. Look, Melenie's a strong girl. After all she's your child. She'll be alright, just give her time." He gave her a reassuring look.
"I guess you're right." Bethany smiled weakly.
Metatron looked as if she had burst his very pride, which she nearly did.
She guesses I'm right? Me? One of the Highest Choirs of Angels? Huh.
But he let it slide, this time. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that." They both gave a small chuckle, after which Bethany stared up into the Metatron's eyes with the strongest look of longing the Metatron had seen for a while. He could tell there was more than Mel's quietness that was constantly on Beth's mind. But there was nothing he could do. He had his life and she had hers. "But, tell me, how are you holding up?"
Bethany broke her gaze. "I'm...alright. It's just...I-" But before she could continue, footsteps sounded from outside.
Melenie had been in her bedroom and could have sworn she heard a male voice. However, it seemed so abstract that she expected to be proven wrong. She opened her mother's door without knocking only to find...

~~~Okay, so I hadn't planned to leave off here, but at least this way you get another chapter without having to wait until I typed more. Any guesses on what's going to happen?~~~