A/N: So after the turn of events, Scott's back. I know that a lot of people were upset when Scott died. So I figured that this was a good way to reintroduce Scott.

Disclaimer: All rights to Becca Fitzpatrick

Scott POV:

I woke up in a strange place surrounded by strange things. I was in a white bed surrounded by white walls. There was no color. Except the sheets were turning red, the red started covering the bed and turning everything in its path red. The door, however, remained white. I found it strange. I removed the blanket from my body and sat on the edge of the bed.

I stood up on my bare feet and stumbled towards the door. It opened on its own once I stood in front of it. Behind the frame, a dark man in a police suit extended his arm, "Welcome to the land of the living," The man smiled a sad smile, "You have been away for three years. Your external wounds remain, but the internal have been healed. Welcome back to the living world as a guardian angel, Scott Parnell."

My name is Scott Parnell. I am a Guardian angel. I don't really remember my past but its no longer hazy. The memories return ever so slowly. Archangel Basso has given me life and another reason to live. As a Guardian, I am able to save people and do Good. I have a weird sensation that my life before wasn't a very good one and yet my charge has not been born yet. I was going to have two but one of them were dropped. The remaining charge however is to be born to a former archangel and a leader of the Nephilim. Strange how this came to be, but they will be the parents of an angel hybrid.

I waited at the police station in Coldwater, Maine for Archangel Basso. In the waiting room, there were many adults. A woman with blonde hair walked into the station and locked eyes with me. Tears sprung to her eyes, but she cleared them and walked to the front desk. She spoke to the woman at the front desk in a quiet, yet sad voice, "I'm here to speak with Detective Basso about the death of my son."

The woman nodded and searched the computer for the woman's son, "I have it in the computer, ma'am," she said in a dull voice, "Ms. Linda Parnell?" Ms. Parnell nodded. Parnell? That's my last name. "Remain here in the waiting room; I'll page the detective that you are here." She nodded once again and she turned towards the seats. Her eyes locked onto mine once again, but I looked away this time.

Ms. Parnell walked towards the row of seats in front of me and sat directly across from me. I casually glanced up at her and asked, "Are you okay?" Tears threatened to fall, but all she did was nod.

She looked down at the floor and asked in a wobbly voice, "What are you here for?"

I shrugged, "Ar- Detective Basso called me in for a debrief on a mission we are going on soon. I'm a detective in training. What are you here for, ma'am?" I was trying to bring up a casual conversation. The more I kept talking to her, the more something about her jogged my memory. It was like I knew her, but it was more than that. It was like I had loved her in my past life.

Her tears began to fall and she quietly began to sob, but she soon go over it. She inhaled deeply and said, "My son, Scott, died three years ago. No one really knew how he died, but when they went to do the autopsy, his body was nowhere to be seen. Honestly, I believe this meeting is about them finding Scott -his body, anyways."

My stomach filled with dread. This woman lost her son. Her son died and she had no idea how and to make things worse, his body is nowhere to be seen. It was sad. I'm glad she has attempted to go on with her life. I reached my hand out to her to show her my sympathy, "I'm sorry about your son, ma'am. Truly I am. Have you found any happiness since his pass?"

Ms. Parnell shook her head, "I won't ever be happy not knowing that my son finally was at peace. He was my happy. He was the highlight of my life. I loved- love him so much."

I nodded. Before either of us could say something, Archangel Basso came into the room. He looked at the both of us with an expression like great, why did this happen. "Linda Parnell? Follow me, please. Scott? Follow me as well."

Ms. Parnell quickly glanced at me. Archangel Basso mindspoke to me, 'Does she know your last name?'

'No. She didn't ask. Every time she looked at me, she would begin to cry. Did I know her? Did I love her? Our last name is the same and my first name is that of her son. Am I her son?'

Basso continued walking. He glanced back at Ms. Parnell, "Ms. Parnell, could you wait here in this room? I need to speak with my detective-in-training." He opened the door and let her in, "We'll be right in, ma'am," he directed his attention to me, "Scott? A word, please?"

I nodded and stood outside the door. Archangel Basso shut the door and said, "All of your questions have one simple answer. And that answer is yes. Scott Parnell was a Nephilim. He gave his life to save a girl named Nora Grey, who just happened to be the Nephilim's monarch's human daughter who swore a crossover vow to save herself and her mother. You are Scott Parnell reborn as a Guardian Angel to a girl who has yet to be born, but I have been tasked with showing you the ropes how to live among humans without giving away that you aren't alive. Your body isn't like ours. You can still feel everything as you did before. Making you seem like you are still Nephilim. We will talk more on this matter once your mother is gone. We are going to tell her what has happened to you."

"Wouldn't we be giving away that we exist?" I asked. First, he tells me not to tell anyone about us immortals. Now he's telling me to tell someone about the angelic world. What is going on?

"Yes, but our Lord and Savior has given me the permission to allow you to tell your mother of your existence. Now, I'll tell her, but you have to be prepared for anything. This is pretty much one of your final tests, Scott Parnell." Basso looked at me with a serious look, I haven't seen since, well, since I died. I think some Italian dude looked at me with an evil determination that said he was serious about killing me. I was beginning to remember! I think I remember the last few seconds of my previous life, my Nephilim life. What is going on?

Archangel Basso opened the door and cleared his throat, "Ms. Parnell? I called you in today to speak about the progress of the search for your son's body," I stood in the doorway, waiting for my cue from Basso. I saw my mother nod her head, "Ms. Parnell, the police force is still monitoring the where-bouts of your son's body. I however will not be aiding them for a lost cause. Ms. Parnell, what I am about to tell you is very classified information and you may not tell another single soul. Is that clear?"

Linda Parnell nodded, "I understand, detective."

Archangel Basso face held no emotion, "Your son is now a Guardian Angel. His mind, soul, and body have been revived and he will now live forever as an angel watching over those who need him. Scott Parnell doesn't fully have all of his memories back, so getting him to remember events, places, and even people will be a struggle. I'd say in at least a month he'll remember everything about his previous life. Ms. Linda Parnell meet your son, Guardian Scott Parnell."

I strode through the doorway and quietly shut the door behind me. I nodded at Basso and he returned the gesture. I sat next to Basso and stared at my mother. I waited for her to say something. I waited for her to do something. But, my mother stared at me.

"Mother? Are you alright?" I reached out for her. But she stood up and backed away from me towards the nearest wall. "Mom, I came home. I'm alive, I'm here." I tried again to reach out to her, but she attempted to back away from me.

She started saying, "This isn't real," repeatedly until she closed her eyes and opened them again. Her eyes widened as she realized that I hadn't moved nor disappeared, "Scotty? Are you really here?"

I nodded and walked towards her, "Yes, mom. I'm home for good now."

Basso interrupted the moment, "Ms. Parnell, Scott needs a place where he may stay and remain inconspicuous. No one may know that he exists and you cannot tell anyone that he is with you. For a day job, Scott will be either doing baby sitting or helping me. That way, Ms. Parnell, you won't have any need to worry about Scott," Basso's pager went off and he clicked one of its buttons, "I'll leave you two to get familiar with each other and I'm sure Scott will help you understand his resurrection."

A/N: SOOOO! What'd ya think? I know that so many people fell in love with Scott and were heart broken when he died so.. I thought that Scott could make a comeback and be in the gang's life once again. Please review what you thought of this chapter and the next chapter should be up within the next week.

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