In Your Eyes I Get a Glimpse of Heaven

Chapter 5: Not Dramatic Enough

Gabrielle woke up two days later, she had slowly come to terms with the events in the bathroom and had come to look forward to her dreams of the white room.

It wasn't really white anymore. It now had a square pond where the rug used to be, and pillows surrounding it. It had a swinging hammock over the pond that she enjoyed sitting in most. There were candles arranged neatly in and around the pond, and a few lily pads floated with them on the water. Truly it was her favorite time of the day. Though she had no clue who she was talking to.

She rolled over and fell off her bed. She slammed her hand down onto her alarm clock and rubbed her eyes as she sat back on her bent legs. She slowly stood up untangling herself from the web that used to be her bed sheets. She stumbled back into her dresser and she jumped around, sighing when she saw her reflextion. "Well good morning to you too." She muttered sarcastically. She looked at her attire, black baggy sweatpants that used to belong to Jay, and a white cami that she had worn the day before. Her black hair was falling in her face and she shoved it out of the way with a bit of an attitude.

"Shall we?" She muttered as she turned and walked into her bathroom. As she got ready for work, her exams over with, she pondered the events that had transpired. She sighed and stepped out of the shower, tiredly drying her hair. She whiped the fog off her mirror with the same towel and jumped back with a scream.

"What the FUCK!" she said as she turned around, standing a few paces away from the Metatron who just smirked. Making her want to cross the few spaces between them and smack the look off his face, then smack him again for being in her bathroom.

"You definatly have your Mothers temper, as least you didn't spray me with an extinguisher."

"I haven't ruled it out." She said, now calmer, returning her focus to her hair, "What do you want?"

"We need you."

"We as in who? The Almighty?"

"Yes, She asked for you personally."

"Oh really?" Gabrielle turned, resting her hands beside her on the counter, "And why's that? I'm the last scion and all?"

"Well Yes and No. She thinks you can do it better than your mother could, and She thinks he'll listen to you better."

"Who?"
"Azreal."

Gabrielle almost chocked, "Excuse me?" she whispered, her grip becoming tighter on the edge of the counter.

"You heard me. It turns out he was sent on a redemption mission to kill you, but failed to do it."

"Why... How?"

"I'm getting there. He failed to do it because he saw something in you that reminded him of something else he knew long ago."

"Something?"

"We're not sure what, but it was something."

Gabrielle sighed, "So," she said as she released her grip on the counter, her knuckles struggling to loose the abnormally white color, "What do you want me to do?"

"Find him, talk to him. See what stopped him, and act on it. Turn him back to our side."

"Why? God is the one who sent him to hell, an She's all knowing isn't She? So why did She send him there if She was just going to bring him back?"

"I never said he was coming back."

"So you're going to give him more torment for the rest of eternity?"

"Just do what you're told, your questions will be answered. She'll make sure of it. Now go. You're going to be late." With a snap of his fingers she was dressed, her hair was done, and her make-up was perfect.

"And why can't you do that every morning?" She muttered as she grabbed her bag and walked out the door. Finals were FINALLY over and there was no need to be in school, so she wasn't. She went over to Jay and Silent Bob's for the day before work, then left to do her shift then came home. Today, she decided to take a detour.

Something told her it would be a good idea.

That something, she knew, was Serendipity.

She kept approaching the turn she was being told to make, and was determined not to make it.

The idea was strong and so was the urge, "Okay Okay." She muttered as she turned onto the small side street.

The shops were odd, they seemed somewhat out of place.

Book stores, pharmacy's, there was even a candy shop. She continued to walk down the road and she felt the pressence behind her. She kept walking, trying to ignore it, but it didn't seem to work. So she took a sharp right into an alley and sighed when she saw nothing behind her.

"Get your ass out here. I know your following me Az." She said crossing her arms.

There was a voice in her ear, "Boo."

She jumped slightly and turned around, "What are you doing?"

"Scaring you, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"You're stalking me. There's a difference."

"I was sent to."

"No, you were sent to kill me. Why haven't you done it?"

Azreal cocked an eyebrow, the girl was different she had the air of the almighty, like all scions do, but hers was different. Stronger than her mothers, she was watched by many. Protected, and yet deep down she was different. Not sure of her path, uncertain, but strong. And very, very beautiful. He just couldn't put a finger on why she seemed so familiar.

"I don't know, Waiting for the right moment."

"And back in my bathroom wasn't good enough?"

"Not dramatic enough."

"So what? You're looking for the dramatic effect?"

"In a way."

"Why? Why not just get it done instead of beading around the bush?"

"Sounds like you have a death wish."

She rolled her eyes, "My Uncles are going to get worried if I'm not over there soon. So unless you have something to say, I'm leaving."

Azreal shook his head, "No, No. I'm fine. I like watching you squirm."

She rolled her eyes and turned away from him, "I think you don't want to be redeemed."

He made a sound that was somewhat a laugh, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." She said looking back over her shoulder at him, "You don't want to be redeemed."

"And why's that?"

"Because, why would you want to be looked up to in a place you never wanted to be in the first place?"

Again he cocked an eyebrow, thinking for a moment, "Nope, just waiting for the right moment."

She rolled her eyes and continued walking, "Look." She whispered into what seemed like nothing, "If your gonna follow me could you at least walk beside me or put a few car links between us?"