A/N:So this chapter is sucky and i may be changing it. the move is going ok. R&R please!

at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
Jagged vacant, thick without us
I could see for miles, miles, miles

-Bon Iver, Holocene

When I finally walked into the kitchen, everyone was already there, all eyes on me as I sat down next to my mother. I looked directly at the woman who was known as Billie, her face recognizable from my vision. She held a cigarette in one hand, her face stern as she didn't break eye contact with me. Why did everyone around me have the need to smoke? Maybe the nicotine was the only stress reliever around here. The room was uncomfortable as I waited for someone to break the silence.

"So you must be Azura?" Billie asked me in a cool casual tone. I nodded and she put out her cigarette, blowing the last of the smoke out from her lips.

"You're mother tells me that you are also a medium. I could sense it as soon as you walked into the room. "

"Yes," my voice cracked slightly,"Did she mention anything else?"

Billie looked slightly amused as she spoke,"She didn't have to tell me much. I already knew it was going to come down to this."

I raised my eyebrow,"So, can you help us or what?"

"I can see what I can do," she responded, smoothing her skirt,"This isn't an easy task for you and it certaintly isn't a walk through the park. Generations of people have faced the ultimate evil, consumed by the power of it; destroyed. What was created is the one thing that has been feared by Vatican since the dawn of time. The answer lies with them."

I looked over at Violet, her face tilted as if unsure about her answer.

"There must be another way," Vivien spoke up and I shifted my eyes to her,"The Vatican is all the way across the world. How do you expect them to even listen to you?"

Billie had already had her answer ready,"Because, I've put some work forth for them. I guess you can say that there are things about the church that you would never imagine possible. Just ask your mother," she added, looking at me.

My face locked on my mom who stared from Billie and the others, to me.

"You remember when you asked me about demonic possession?"

I nodded slowly.

"Billie and I go way back. We had met when I was in college and when she had confessed to me that she knew I was a medium, we decide to start a sort of business. After we graduated we went to study abroad in Italy where we met a family whose son had apparently been possessed. The thing was, that he was already dead. But he was still in his home, acting like nothing had happened, just like Tate. He didnt know he was dead, but he still showed signs of possession afterwards. They had asked the church for help as well. There was a group of priests that would secretly give exorcisms without the church. We offered our services. They accepted and we helped them banish the demon."

I couldn't help but stare at my mom in awe. Why had she never told me?

"So what happened," Ben asked," To the boy?"

"He was able to move on," Billie replied, her face unemotional.

"So you're saying," Violet began, "That if we do that to Tate, he'll be free?"

Billie pursed her lips and then sighed," I can't be sure. We can only try. Possession is different for every spirit."

"That still doesn't help me with killing the Anti-Christ," I said slightly annoyed,"How do we kill it? Its not being possessed by a demon, it is the demon. I doubt the church can help with that."

Surprisingly Billie laughed,"They can help you. It just so happens that they have been planning for this."

"You can't expect Azura to kill it alone,"Ben said rather loudly,"She's just a kid. She could die."

"I agree with Ben. This isn't some job that you come home from,"Vivien said, concern in her voice,"Lily, you can't be considering this."

Her eyes were nearly begging my mother to agree with her. I sat there utterly confused and awestruck. This was becoming way too complicated for my taste. I was also offended at being referred to as some child.

"I know you can hear me."

I snapped my head up to see Billie eyeing me.

"What the fuck?" I stated, startled.

"Don't worry. You're not going insane. Your mom can do it too."

"I don't understand. What's going on?" I asked, my tone shaky.

"It's the only way I can speak to you without the others hearing," she began,"Azura, I know you know the truth of this situation. The church can help, but only slightly. You are the only one who can kill him."

I felt my eyes bulging out of my head,"Oh my god. The vision I had. The day you visited Constance. You were talking about me?"

She nodded, but only inappreciably.

"But, I thought you couldn't see the future. Violet told me."

A smile tugged at her," I have many friends, Azura. Your arrival was very big news. I knew that you would see it if I had went to see Constance."

"So you planted it? I mean, what I saw?"

"Yes."

I looked down at the floor and then back at her, the others making conversation.

"I need your help. I don't know what I'm suppose to do. I'm not some savior."

She frowned,"You're saving Tate."

"That's' different. He isn't some devil baby."

"He might as well be," she responded," You need to accept your fate. The sooner you do, the better. You need to, otherwise you won't succeed. There's something I need to give to you, but I have to get it first. Once I do, you will be able to achieve this task."

I stare at her blankly," Why me?"

She looks at me seriously, her face graced with something as if she could see inside me. It was a look I couldn't ever remember getting from anyone.

"Because you were meant to."

"You're still here." I breathed as I shut my bedroom door behind me and found Tate waiting on my bed.

"Do you not want me to be?" he asked uncertainly.

"No, I do. I just thought you were mad at me," I answered, laying down next to him.

He turned his head around to look at me and I felt my body tense. He uncrossed his legs and crawled over to me so that his face was above mine.

"I'm never mad at you. I'm sorry for what I did. I just—I can't bring myself to think about losing someone else."

Do you think I'm crazy?

"Its fine. I'm way too tired anyway. I've been sleeping way too much."

Tate inched closer to my face. He was becoming warmer and warmer to me as if the cold was deteriorating. As if he was alive. Was it because of me?

"What happened downstairs?"

I stifled a yawn,"I promise to tell you everything later. Its all scrambled in my head right now."

He nodded and placed his lips on mine. I felt his body on top of me, the weight overpowering me as his kissing became more intense and I could feel him becoming aroused. I was unprepared for it. I kissed him back, my fingers intertwined in his golden locks and I felt myself becoming wet. Tate's free hand roamed my body, touching me as if I was made of fine china. I regained myself and tried to push him away so I could speak.

"Tate-stop-for-a-second."

He pulled away quickly,"Am I hurting you?"

I sighed heavily,"No, its not that. I just—I want to be with you, but maybe tonight isn't the best."

He looked rather hurt as he lifted himself off of me and slid of the bed. I felt like such a dumbass, but after the conversation I had with Billie, sex was the furthest thing from my mind and it sucked.

"I decided to talk to Violet if it will make you happy," he finally stated after seconds of silence. I removed myself from the bed and hugged him tightly, giving him the assurance I knew he needed. He didn't let me go as I we looked into each other's eyes.

"Thank you," I said.

"It's what you want. I want you to be satisfied."

I frowned,"You don't have to always please me, Tate. You being here is enough. "

He cupped my face and kissed me. It was never enough when he pulled away.

"Do you want me to come back after," he questioned me.

"I'll probably be passed out, but your always welcome too."

I hopped back into bed and he pulled the covers over me, placing a kiss on my forehead. I watched him walk over to my bedroom door and open it slowly.

"I'll see you soon,"I said sleepily.

He turned to face me. I could just make his face out in the faint light as my eyes began to droop and I heard him speak, his soft voice comforting me and taking me away from all the shit in my life. I once again reverted to my fantasy about our lives away from here. Where we could runaway and see the world. Miles and miles of landscape in front of us and nothing holding us back.

"I'll be here in the morning when you wake up."

I finally drifted away.

We have each other

I was cold. Way too cold. Something was off and someone was laughing. I was running, my feet bleeding and taking me in different directions. I ended up at a dead end and in nothing but darkness. The laughing grew louder. I felt myself begin to panic. My body was laying in front of me and I screamed.

"NOOOO!"

I woke up so fast I almost couldn't catch my breath.

"Azura! What's wrong?"

I looked next to me to see Tate startled. It was still dark out. I felt my head and it was warm. I looked around the room, alarmed as Tate still stared at me as if I was about to go crazy. Something wasn't right.

"Azura?" Tate yearned for my response and I stared up at him then, my heart thumping faster and my voice barely a whisper.

"Tate...I think I'm going to die."

He looked fearful as he turned away from me and it scared me further.

"Tate?"

He ignored me.

"TATE!" I yelled and he finally looked at me, his eyes watery as he held my hands in his.

"Azura..." he said quietly and I felt a knot in my throat. Some kind of comprehension dawning on me.

I couldn't breathe as I stared daggers at him.

"Tate..am I dead?"

I tried to save you