Author's Note: John gets a little soppy towards the end of this chapter. A little OOC I suppose, but you do have to remember he is in love with Chas, who has been dead for two weeks, and this is a great shock. Enjoy, and please review!

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John would recognise that sweet, honey-toned voice anywhere, even though he hadn't heard it for two weeks. The cigarette dropped from his lips as he turned to look at the dark, shadowy corner it had come from. "Chas."

There was definately a figure in the dark, though it was impossible to make it out. "Alright, John?" Chas asked.

John could only stare. This couldn't be true. This was some trick of the Devil's. He rose slowly, stiffly, defensively, and stared. "Who are you?"

"You know who I am," came Chas' voice lightly. Even in the dark John knew he was grinning. "You know it's me, John. It's Chas, John."

John thought to the Holy Shotgun, sitting on his bedside table. "Chas is dead."

"You've seen the dead before, John."

John only stared. It couldn't be his Chas, it couldn't be. His Chas was dead. But then... he wanted to believe this was Chas. He had longed for the boy, and now he was here before him, he was refusing him.

"For fuck's sake, John." Then it happened. There was a sudden flash of bright light from the corner and John made out Chas, still innocent and smiling, his hair still hanging in his face, wearing old jeans and a black t-shirt, ruffling wings sprouting from his back.

"Half-breed asshole," John murmured, a real smile spreading across his face for the first time in a long while.

And then John was in Chas' arms, holding the boy close. His wings had vanished but John could tell he was holding a part angel.

"Chas," he whispered, crying.

He looked up, staring, all the new feelings for the boy at the front of his mind as Chas looked down at him, apparently unaware of this love. John wanted to tell him, but knew he couldn't.

"Chas-"

"John, just shut the fuck up, there'll be time for questions in the morning," grinned Chas.

"But Chas-"

"Let's get you to sleep, John," said Chas quietly.