Chapter 6
Andrew was just down the street and shouldn't be long, but while she waited, Monica continued to panic in a manner of speaking. But she knew what she had to do in the mean time. Closing her eyes tightly, as if trying to block out the world around her, the angel leaned her back against the wall and tried desperately to focus on her heavenly Father above. "Almighty Father in heaven please help me. Please don't let anything happen to this wee one. Please." She begged in a whisper, but when she reopened her eyes, it seemed as though her prayer had gone unheard, for the first thing she saw was that heart-stopping face of the huge feline staring through the front room picture window.
She gasped as the lion let out another horrible roar like thunder splitting a night sky. "Oh, Andrew, please hurry." She pleaded in a voice barely above a whisper as her opponent continued to stare in at her. As she glared back into his eyes, she realized hoe determined he really was to finish this. It forced the fear to rise in her throat even more quickly. She knew that if help didn't come soon, she didn't have a chance. She decided perhaps the devil would draw back in the face of opposite power. It didn't seem very likely, but she made the decision to give it a shot. "Go away!" She screamed angrily in a tone that confirmed she really meant it. But this didn't seem to do anything at all, as he didn't flinch in the least.
But just then, Monica caught site of the glare of headlights through the window as a car pulled into the driveway. "Oh, thank God." She breathed in obvious relief and desperation as she slid her back down the wall and dropped into a sitting position on the floor.
Andrew unbuckled his seatbelt as quickly as his fingers would allow. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew it must have been serious. When his beeper went out and he checked it, it had read: 911! Help!
He had known immediately that he had to move fast, for Monica was a very brave angel and would never send a message like that unless she was some serious trouble. He was afraid it was something like she had fallen or the baby was coming far too early or something. Of course, there was the small possibility that she just suddenly realized Abby and Mike were out of iced cream, but he didn't think she would beep him with a 911 message for that.
As he quickly opened the car door and clambered out onto the driveway, he immediately headed for the front door, but suddenly something happened that he least expected. As if out of no where, a lion rounded the corner of the house and stopped when it saw Andrew, but it then roared a warning to him as it extended and retracted its claws nervously in the angel's presence.
Andrew started when he saw it and scrambled back into the car before slamming the door hastily behind him. Without much further or do, Andrew reached into the glove box and pulled forth Gloria's cell phone she had left in there. Switching it on, he quickly dialed Abby and Mike's phone number while the devil suddenly turned his attention from Monica to Andrew and approached the car tentatively. He suddenly realized what this was all about and he wanted nothing more than to get his best friend out of that house and away from any danger. Even if it meant risking his own existence to do so.
The phone hadn't even rang once before Andrew heard his friend's sweet voice answer. "Andrew?" She picked up, knowing it just had to be him since he hadn't come in the house yet. It was possible it was someone else, but she just had this feeling it was him. It had to be. To her utter relief, none other than Andrew's gentle voice replied. "Yeah it's me. Listen," he began in an urgent tone, "are you in the house?" He was sure she was, but felt the need just to make sure. Monica groaned as she glanced over her shoulder at every window in sight, just to make sure none were open or broken. "Yes, where are you?" She demanded through a frightened voice as she continued to glance around her nervously.
"I'm in the driveway." He replied in an equally solemn tone as he watched the devil stare up into the windshield in a determined manner, his golden eyes piercing up at him like a harvest moon on the darkest night in history. Monica moaned again as she felt the threat of tears tighten in her throat. But before she could say anything, Andrew continued. "Okay, you know what? I'm coming. You stay right there. I will come for you do you understand? I will come for you. Stay right there." Andrew ordered in a caring, but stern voice before pressing the END button on the cell phone before Monica could reply. She didn't want him to get in any more trouble than he was already in, but it looked like she didn't have a choice but to wait and pray that he would be all right.
Andrew tossed the phone into the passenger seat and took a deep breath. He knew what he had to do. He just had to do it. No ifs ands or buts. She was his friend and she needed help. And he meant every word he had said to her. He would come for her, no matter how dangerous that was for him.