Epilogue

8 months later

They were cuddling on the couch in front of the TV, Selena not really watching the nature shows that her girlfriend seemed to favor. They were at Selena's house in LA; Demi had moved in with her after a month living with her family. She had adjusted back to secular life quite easily, but she still had a fascination for science shows that Selena didn't quite share.

Life had been good for them. Selena had finally come out, and contrary to what she expected, the Mouse had been, if not exactly overjoyed, at least tolerating towards her reality. She had just signed a multimillion-dollar deal for 6 movies in a two year span, and she had an agreement for a record deal with one of the world's most important label, so her economic future was completely secure.

Demi had decided to go back to school for her master's degree in Sociology, and was even considering a PhD. In the meantime, she had started a foundation to support teenagers who suffered from depression and anxiety, and had been canvassing for donations. She was about to open a small center where such teens could come to find a helping hand, a sympathetic ear. Selena had wanted her to name it the 'Demi Munroe Foundation and Center for Teens', but she had rejected the idea completely. Selena was extremely proud of her; she knew Demi wanted to share her experience with those less fortunate, and she loved how unassuming Demi was. In the end, she decided to call it the 'Lo que soy Foundation and Center for Teens'. The fact that it allowed her to remain in contact with the Magdalene Sisters, who were helping with the academic portion of her center, was an added bonus.

The one thing that prevented Selena from feeling completely happy was Dallas. Her old friend had not come around yet. Sure, she had been actively helping Demi with the bureaucratic and administrative part of 'Lo que soy'; she had offered to teach some classes, she was helpful to a fault. However, Selena could feel the rift between them, especially between the sisters.

Demi had never complained, she just did her best to make Dallas happy. Selena knew Demi would go to hell and back for her sister, but she couldn't help but worry. And she was sad too, after all, Dallas was her best friend. She knew Demi was a little down that earlier that day Dallas had manufactured another excuse to avoid visiting their house.

"Demi?" Selena asked while hugging her girlfriend from behind. "How are you feeling?"

Demi turned her head around, so she could look at Selena. She smiled sweetly. "What do you mean, Lena? I'm in love with the most wonderful woman in the world, and she loves me back, so of course I'm happy. Besides that, I'm doing something I love, and I'm helping troubled teens. I'm going back to school in a few months, I have a wonderful family, how can I be anything but happy?" Demi kissed her, slowly and sweetly.

Selena sighed. "Demi, you know that's not what I meant. I know you're sad about Dallas."

Demi sighed too, and turned off the TV. She moved deeper towards her girlfriend. "I know what you mean, Lena. I know you are concerned, but you know Dallas as well as I do. You know that it might take time, but she will accept us. To be honest with you, I don't understand her reaction, and I don't think she's being reasonable, but I don't want to pressure her so much. She'll come around, she's Dallas."

Demi's voice was so full of conviction that Selena didn't had the heart to voice her concerns any more. "I love you, Demi."

"And I love you, Selenalenalena." She kissed her passionately.

Unbeknownst to them, two winged beings perched upon the guardrail on the second floor turned around demurely to avoid looking at the two mortals who were about to make love.

One of the creatures had long, dark brown hair, high cheekbones, grey eyes, and had the sexual characteristics humans associated with females. She was clothed completely in black. The other was taller, with broad, muscular shoulders, strong arms, blue eyes, and complete white garments. There was a roman sword lying near his hand. Both creatures had very fair skin.

"You broke the rules, Sofiel, you let a human see you." The taller one spoke.

Sofiel sighed, and turned her face towards her accuser. "I do not regret doing it, Michael. I did what I had to protect her. It is my duty, you must understand that."

"I understand, Sofiel, I do. Never the less you broke the rules."

"Michael, you have broken the rules before, for their sake. You know how much He loves them. I had to let her know everything would be alright, I had to show her she had not imagined 'Sister Stephanie'." Sofiel pleaded her case.

The messenger looked sadly at his friend. She was only 10000 years old, what the humans would call a baby. Yet she should have known better. "I believe that you are still here with her is enough proof that He didn't minded your meddling. I don't think you have to be punished. But I hope you are aware you have gained two more charges."

Sofiel was both relieved and scared. "Michael, no one of us is allowed to care for more than two humans at a time; I've never even had to care for two. I'm not sure I can handle 3!" Michael got down from the guardrail, picked up his sword, and extended his wings. She was ecstatic, for they were magnificent! Perhaps the most beautiful in all of the heavens.

"I'm sure you can handle the girl, her lover, and her sister. Don't let me down again, Sofiel, next time I might not be so merciful." He spoke with a twinkle in his eye, before he disappeared.

Sofiel sighed tiredly. She knew she was in a lot of trouble with those three.