Bartleby and Loki were waiting when Darren and Tiffany walked out.

"You always make her carry all the stuff?"

"I don't make her carry it."

"He complains about how heavy it is until I carry it for him."

"I know how it feels."Bartleby sputtered as Loki glared at him. Tiffany turned and dumped his bag into his arm, circling Bartleby and grabbing shotgun as Loki slid into the drivers seat. She locked the door and looked amused as Bartleby tried to get in. He finally gave up and sunk into the backseat next to Darren. Loki finally started the car and drove to the nearest airport.

They dropped the car back at the rental place and took the shuttle back to the airport. They got tickets with the credit card God had given Loki (unlimited credit was sorta cool) and gotten sushi for lunch at the food court. They then wandered until it was time for them to board.

Bartleby were in seats right behind Tiffany and Darren, so it was perfect viewing when they had identical squabbles about who was going to get the window seat. Both Loki and Tiffany won, leaving Bartleby and Darren to gripe because the only reason the wanted the window seat was so they could keep it closed.

Darren and Tiffany started a debate over Star Wars (Loki was hoping he was playing devils advocate; he couldn't seriously like the prequels better, could he?) while Bartleby and Loki debated over the window seat.

Tiffany was in the middle of a lecture concerning the fact that hell yes, Han shot first, when she glanced past Darren and saw a man staring back at her. He seemed to glow slightly red and there was a fuzziness about his hair that nothing to do with his actual hair, which was plastered down to his head. Darren, who knew that Tiffany was distracted, although she hadn't stopped lecturing, looked over as well.

Bartleby and Loki stopped in mid sentence when a newly formed link started blaring like a alarm in their heads. They turned and looked at the demon who was so interested in their charges. Bartleby was about to get up when a hand on his arm stopped him. They looked ahead one seat, were they saw that both were still talking, they were staring at him to. Loki literally backed up in his chair when he saw Tiffany's eyes start to glow. Bartleby raised his eyebrows when Darren's do the same.

Then all eyes are directed at the demon, who started to glow noticeably brighter.

And then spontaneously combusted.

The people who were around him jumped and started screaming, and the stewardess ran down the aisle with a extinguisher, but the fire was already out, leaving nothing but ash. The air masks came down and everyone pulled theirs on so they could breath while they waited for the plane to land in the nearest airport. Tiffany and Darren turned in their seats to look at their guardian angels. A muffled "Later" can from behind the mask, and they nodded.

When they landed in Pittsburgh International Airport, they were all questioned, then apologized to, and then guaranteed a trip to DuBois-Jefferson City Airport, along with a night at the airport hotel.

When they got to their adjoining rooms, It wasn't long before Tiffany and Darren were busting into the angel's room, demanding answers.

"What. The fuck. Was that."

One very long explanation later-

Tiffany and Darren were more than a little weirded out by it all. Very weirded out.

"So, we have the Force, now?"

Okay, maybe not that weirded out.

Loki was trying not to laugh, while Bartleby was sputtering like mad. Loki stoped him with a hand to the shoulder, and nodded.

"Sorta."

They both grinned.

"Cool."

R&R