Hi all! This is sorta short chapter but my friend Erin wrote it… we were supposed to practice our flute but we decided to write instead! Hope you like this chapter… Erin made it so that in this chapter Nora is a creeper! Just like Patch was in Hush, Hush. This chapter is kind of confusing so you might have to read it a few times to understand it! Thanks to Erin this story is going to cut it short… You can thank Erin later. Enjoy!

Chapter 9

"I love you," I say.

"I love you too." Patch says.

"Awww, I love you both too! Isn't this sweet?" a voice says from behind us. I whirl around to see Marcie Miller standing there, smirking at us. Patch swore loudly.

"What the—Marcie?" I gasp, not believing my eyes. "How'd you… what are you doing here?"

"Well, I have a few ideas," she says smoothly. "I'll either snap your neck while your angel boyfriend watches, or maybe throw you off a cliff somewhere. Which do you fancy?"

"You will not touch her," Patch growls, stepping between us. "How did you get here? You're dead."

"Really? Am I, Patch?" Marcie asks, moving closer to him. "Do I seem dead to you?" She lays a hand on his arm and I shudder involuntarily. Patch yanks her hand viciously away from him and bends it back. Hard. Marcie doesn't even flinch and wraps her fingers around his hand. A look of pain that'd I'd never seen on him comes to his. How could she hurt him? He's an angel! What is going on?

"What is going on?" Patch demands. Whoa. That was weird.

"I'm an angel, Patch," Marcie says slowly, watching my face for a reaction. "I could kill you. Well, no, because you're an angel, too. But I could make you suffer for what you did to me."

"What did I do?" Patch asks, looking carefully at her. "I've never hurt you."

"Don't you remember when you sent—when you ordered me dead?" she corrects herself quickly.

"You didn't know about that," Patch says calmly, ignoring my horrified expression.

"I know a lot of things," Marcie almost whispers, getting even closer to him. Okay, what is wrong with her? Patch is amazing, sure, but does she really need to be practically pressed against him? Isn't that my job?

"No, Marcie is an idiot with no common sense. I don't think you're really her," Patch says, also stepping towards. Seriously? What's up with this creepy desire to be close to each other?

"Smart of you. But you're not quite smart enough, are you?" Marcie laughs, reaching into her pocket. Inexplicitly, Patch chose that moment to glance back at me. Suddenly, Marcie jerks forward, something in her hand. I shriek as Patch turns and lets out a sort of man-scream of pain. His body goes limp, falling over Marcie's hand. She steps back, letting him flop to the ground. A long blade, kind of like a pirate's sword, is in her hand, covered with a tar-like substance.

"What did you do?" I yelled, falling to my knees next to his body. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't, he was an angel, he'd be fine.

"He's gone now," Marcie says simply. "Before you ask, I didn't kill him. This is a very special weapon that will effectively kill angels for, say, a few centuries. Until a human sacrifice is made." Her eyes are glinting ominously as she looks at me.

"What?" I asked, unable to follow anything, too wrapped up in the idea that Patch's dead body is lying right in front of me. I pet his hair carefully, clearing his eyes and shuddering at the empty look in them.

"If you want him to be back, you know what you have to do," she tells me quietly. And then she's gone. I blink at the empty space, confused, then return to watch Patch's face.

It's okay, I'm still here.

I jerk upright. No one's there, but I heard talking. I know I did.

I'm in your head. I can talk to you from heaven.

Patch. It has to be him.

"How do I get you back?" I gasp, sobbing onto his chest.

Don't. Just don't. You're not killing yourself for me.

"No! I will! You'll be back! You have to be!" I shriek.

That's what Rixon wants. Don't.

"Rixon? What does he have to do with anything?" I say, lost.

Marcie's possessed by Rixon right now. But don't worry, so long as I can talk to you everything will be normal.

"Oh… yeah, it will," I say determinedly. " Everything'll be okay." Except that you're not here, I finish in my head, hugging his body.

Told you Nora was creeper! Oh and Erin says hi! She wrote all of the this chapter except for the first two sentences I wrote that! I was going to have it be a really good Patch and Nora scene but Erin thought differently…. So what did you think? Erin and I want to know! I have a little friend that is green and he likes getting poked his name is the review button! Please Review and I will see you next time on whatever this is that I am doing with my time!

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P.S. Erin just said she doesn't love you :( im sorry!