A/N: I wonder what could happen in this chapter… I actually don't know what to say at this moment so here is the story

Nora's POV:

I waited on the medical chair thing so that Ariel could tell me when she was due. Ariel was talking to Patch about something in the next room. I looked around keeping myself occupied so I wouldn't become super bored.

Within the next five minutes, Patch and Ariel came in. Ariel went to get the sonogram off the sonogram machine and Patch took his place next to my side. Ariel did her thing and then pulled up the image of baby Emma. You could barely see her small features.

Patch voiced a question that I was thinking about answering but so not how I would've worded it, "So, Ariel? When is she going to pop?"

I looked over him and saw him trying to keep a straight face. Ariel to tried to hide a smile, "Well, she has grown at a tremendous rate. She could be due within the week. This isn't an ordinary pregnancy, Jev. Your fiancé is healthy for a pregnancy that could possibly endanger her. If she shows any signs of weakness bring her immediately to me."

Patch nodded his thanks and then we left Ariel's clinic. Patch helped me back into the Jeep. He backed out of the drive way and left the city area around London. I looked around out the window, "Where are we going?"

Patch chuckled, "Don't worry Angel. We aren't that far out. I wanted you to see something." We kept driving for another mile before turning onto a dirt and gravel driveway. The driveway passed a fenced in pasture with a few cows and four horses inside it. Two of the horses looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't recall where I'd seen them. We pulled up to a white two story small colonial ranch house.

Outside of the house was a woman taking a for sale/sold sign out of the ground. The woman's backside was facing us, but her figure looked familiar. Patch parked the car beside the woman's car. He got out and then made his way to mine grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked curiously.

He gestured towards the house, "Do you like it?" He waited eagerly for my answer. I scanned the house and realized that it was my dream home and that it looked just like the house from the vision that Emma showed me a while back.

I stifled a gasp as I realized why those two horses looked familiar. The woman turned around and saw a woman I wasn't really expecting, "MOM?!

My mother stood in front of the house, "Surprise! I arrived in London last night."

I put my hands on my hips, "And you didn't bother to call?" My mother looked at me with a look that said I brought you into this world I can take you out of it. I smiled, "I love you mom. But what are you doing here? What are we doing here?"

My mother beckoned towards the house, "Come on sweetie, I'm going to give you the grand tour. And answer your fiancé."

Patch was over at the fence petting the black horse. Of course he got a black horse. I called out to him and he jogged back over. "I love the house. But aren't we on private property?"

Patch chuckled, "Angel, don't you know me? You'll love it even more when you see the inside." I gave him a sideways glance. What is he up to? This is something that I'm so not used to. My mother and Patch getting along and that they somehow planned something big.

So we walked inside and the smell of fresh paint drying was still in the air. The inside of the house was everything I had ever dreamed of, and there was a nice blend of a woman's and man's touch. I began to smile. Patch saw my smile and then he broke into a grin and mindspoke, 'You like it?'

I nodded, 'Yes. I love it. I wish I could have a house like this.'

He shook his head and mom lead us into the kitchen. The kitchen had steel appliances, light granite countertops and granite slabs where the wall between the counters and walls connect. The counters were a dark wood color. The kitchen reminded me of Patch's old kitchen back in Coldwater, underneath Delphic Amusement Park. The dining room was absolutely beautiful. I couldn't exactly describe it. There are like no words. The living room was almost an exact replica of Patch's except with lighter colors. Certain parts of this house resembled Patch's home.

Upstairs was when I broke down into tears. The upstairs master bedroom looked just like my old bedroom. The bed looked just like mine, but the mattress and the sheets felt just like Patch's. The sheets were silk and the mattress reminded me of sleeping on a cloud just like Patch's bed. Across from the master bedroom was nursery. Inside was a white crib with pink blankets, silk bed sheets. On the blankets were two pillows that were monogramed. The monogram said, 'Emmaline Grace Cipriano'.

I placed my hand over my mouth and I began to cry.

Patch's POV:

I watched Nora's reaction as she picked up one of Emma's pillows. She placed a hand over her mouth and tears slid down her cheeks. I grabbed her waist gently and gave her hug, "I'm glad you liked the house, Angel." She nodded and I could tell she was smiling through the tears. After Nora got her tears under control we walked to the next room.

The next room was an office with two desks that each had a laptop and bookshelves next to them. In the center of the office was a small little playpen with toys and a toy computer inside. On the wall of the office was a shadowbox that held the one feather that Nora had kept from when she resurfaced from being kidnapped in the cemetery. Of course it was my feather, but it was a piece of our memory back when she was in high school.

After that room there was one more room that was nothing but a playroom for Emma. Some of the toys were toys that Blythe had scrounged from Nora's old barn that Nora used to play with. A lot of the things within this house was that from Nora's childhood. It wasn't long before Nora burst into more tears of joy.

All of a sudden the house shook. Nora's cries were interrupted as she rested her hand against her stomach and closed her eyes. She squinted as if she was concentrating on something; she then gasped and collapsed to the floor.

I ran to her side and placed my head on her chest. I heard a faint thump thump thump that would escalate quickly and then jump back to being spaced out. Blythe took her daughter's hand and put it to her cheek.

Blythe then looked at me and asked, "What the hell was that? Was it an earthquake?"

I shook my head, "I don't know and no it wasn't. We aren't anywhere near the end of a tectonic plate. I believe it has to be something to be of the supernatural."

Blythe shook her head, "What are you talking about? I know I am all new to the lifestyle that you and my daughter and god knows who else you all know are a part of, but how can you be so sure?"

I looked her dead in the eye, "I know this because I'm an archangel. Before I fell the amount of demons that spawned on Earth were all under my jurisdiction. I had to keep track of how many came and went. I just got my archangel rank back and I'm getting back into the hang of doing all of this. Along with being a general of heaven's army this was also my job. I partially remember the feeling of demonic spawning. I hope that I'm wrong about what I think just happened."

"Why do you hope you're wrong?" Her voice was weary.

I inhaled and then exhaled loudly as I ran my fingers through my hair, "Because if I'm right, you and Nora are about to witness the starting of a war that could very well end the world you know."

I walked to the window of the playroom and saw a giant horde of demons near the pasture. I thought to myself, 'well shit'. I reached for my archangel and sent up a request for back up. It wasn't until a minute later that Nora began to scream bloody murder. I quickly whirled around and saw Nora arching her back like something you'd see out of The Exorcists.

She screamed my name. The air around me chilled as a brand new aura of power began to slowly fade to existence. I looked at the floor and saw clear liquid seeping from Nora's body. Blythe noticed it too.

She yelled over Nora's violent screaming, "She's going into labor! Her water just broke!"

'Shit not now. Dammit Emma, couldn't you have waited a day or two?' I sensed a small angelic armada downstairs on the front porch. I swore under my breath and ran to get my sword, the one I was given when I was first made a general. I grabbed my phone and called Ariel.

Ariel answered, "Yes Patch?"

I said calmly into the phone, "Emma is coming and there is a horde of demons on my front door steps."

Ariel sighed angrily, "You have got to be kidding me?!"

I sighed, "No I'm not. I'm about to call Emma's guardian angel. Get to my new house quick. Jev out." I hung up immediately after that.

I then called Scott. He eventually answered after the third ring, "Yes Patch?"

"Get your happy ass over to my house now. Your charge is about to be here, and I have a horde of demons on my front door. I need someone to protect my fiancé, child, and mother in-law." I hung up right after that.

I made my way back to Nora. I mindspoke to her, 'I'm about to move you to our bed. Hold onto me and don't let go. It will help you cope with the pain.'

Nora mindspoke back to me, 'Easier said than done, Patch! Emma's trying to get me to go into another vision. This time it doesn't seem like is going to be in the future. It's like being trapped in your wing scars.'

'Shit.' I'm going to get slapped for this later. I picked her up which made her scream even louder. It hurt me to do this to her. To know that I was putting her through so much pain. Blythe walked behind me and went to her daughter's side as I put her down. Every little movement would make Nora scream even louder.

I grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead, "I'll be back as soon as I can." I then left the room and met the other angels on my front porch.

The bowed their heads in recognition and I nodded back. The Lt. of the squad came forward, "Sir, there are about thirty demons out by the pasture. I know that you just got back into the regiment, but how do you know that we can defend this place and its inhabitants when there are only six of us?"

I glanced over at him, "Ezekiel? It may seem like impossible odds, but look at them. What do they have in common? They each have at least two common weaknesses."

Ezekiel glanced over the demon horde before us. His eyes were thoughtful until they lit up, "They have makeshift weapons. And they seem to have a kind of lust in their auras. They also seemed to be under some type of control."

I nodded. I drew my sword from my sheath. I threw the sheath to the wooded porch, "Stand your ground. I'm going to see if they send a representative. If they at all make a move, that's when you make yours. Remember your training and wait for the signal. Make sure you have an archer standing on top of the roof."

I then made my way to the horde until I was at least a good hundred feet away from them. They watched me to the point of uncomfortableness. I would never admit that out loud, because Nora would never let me live it down.

They sent out a representative. He was big for a demon. The demon sized me up and grinned, "Look what the big bad angels brought back into the fold. Archangel General Jev. I wonder what kind of deal you made, angel. It must've been worth their while if they brought you back. After all, you did fall for a meat bag."

I knew what he was doing. He was trying to bait me. Trying to make me lose my temper, to lose my resolve. I'd been mocked like that since I fell. I was used to it.

I leveled my gaze with his, "Walk away. Go home. Leave this house alone, now. Or the heavenly host will come down and make you beg for mercy before they send you back to hell."

The demon laughed, "I'm sorry, have I hit a nerve? I mean you always did have a soft heart, Jev. You made yourself fall in love with the female descendent of yours and your own brother's vassals. Then you knocked her up and she is pregnant with a possible anti-Christ."

My jaw locked into place. I felt my temper rise. I knew I had to calm down and get my emotions into check. It was what he wanted. They all wanted to see me crack. Well that wasn't going to happen. I whistled a tune that only my squad would know. I clenched my free fist and punched the demon square in the jaw. The punch sent him flying into other demons as if he was a bowling ball.

That was when shit hit the fan and the demons began to charge. Most of the demons came after me as if they forgot I had an archer on the roof and four soldiers standing with me. I whirled this way and that cutting arches through the air. I dodged this way and that. The adrenaline began to pump through my veins. Several demons fell to my countless maneuvers. After about fifteen minutes, an earthquake happened. It was strong, as if I was only twenty meters from the epicenter. The demons and my squad and I were thrown off balance.

The adrenaline went away. Behind me, bright light began flashing from within the house. I turned around and saw Scott and Vee land in front of the front porch. I nodded and they went inside. Ariel came plowing through countless demons until she came to a stop behind my jeep. She maneuvered her way through the demons as they were staring at the house.

The light began to pulse brighter and brighter within each passing minute. I heard Nora scream from within the house. I felt a demon coming up behind me and I turned around to counter it, but I was too late. The blade of an old vintage Roman cavalry sword impaled my gut. I looked down in shock at the blade that went through my stomach. The pain was like being set on fire. Since I was given the ability to feel, I could feel all things like a regular human or Nephilim. The pain began to numb, but I could feel my blood seeping through the hole as it soaked my shirt.

I glanced at the demon that had impaled me and saw that it was the demon who had attempted to bait me. The demon smiled and laughed, "Who would've known that devil craft could kill an archangel? Did you really think we wouldn't come prepared? We intend on getting the hybrid. You have about ten minutes before your angelic essence is devoured."

I grabbed the hilt of the blade and yanked it out of my body. I turned his arrogance against him and took the blade from his hands. Within a blink of an eye, I ran the demon through. I severed his spine with a single thrust.

I began to understand what he had meant by my essence being devoured. I could feel it seeping through the wound in my stomach. I nodded to Ezekiel. I grabbed my stomach and made my way to my front door and my fingers slipped on the door handle. One the angels attempted to help me, but I shook my head, "Help out your Lt. and fellow soldiers. I'll be fine. Go, that's an order." I eventually got the door open and I stepped through the threshold.

I shut the door behind me. I made my way to the stairs, but then I face-planted. I yelled a curse word. I wasn't sure which one I yelled, I just know I said one. I heard the sound of running footsteps and saw blonde hair come into my line of vision.

I made myself turn onto my back. I winced as I did so. A worried Vee stood above me. When she saw my hand, she screamed. I winced because it sounded like she was about to burst my ear drum.

I gritted my teeth, "Help me get to Nora. Vee, do this for me. I'm not going to last long, help me get to Nora." She nodded and put one of my arms behind her neck and she helped me to my feet. She single handily practically carried me up the stairs and into the bedroom.

When Nora saw me, her eyes lit up. That was until she saw me holding my abdomen and the blood that covered my hand. She screamed.

Ariel yelled over Nora's screams, "Get him onto the bed. Scott, get my first aid kit from the corner over there and get out the gauze and the wipes. Vee, take his shirt off so that I can disinfect the wound and attempt to heal him."

I shook my head, "It won't help. I've been poisoned with Devilcraft. Ariel, I have five minutes until my essence is gone."

Nora screamed in pain. Ariel muttered a string of cuss words. Blythe grabbed Nora's hand. It took almost five minutes later until the loud cries of an infant were heard. Ariel encouraged Nora to keep pushing. It wasn't until a minute after the procedure of birth, Everything around me began to fade. My lines of vision were turning white with a blue haze.

I held my arms out to hold Emma. Dammit, I wanted to hold my daughter before I disappeared from existence. Ariel cleaned Emma off and handed her to me in a pink blanket. I smiled at my new born daughter knowing that she would have to grow up without me. I touched her cheek with one of my hands and the whiteness that was about to completely obscure my vision, began to subside.

'What the holy fuck?' I reached for Emma's tiny little fist and put it against my own. Emma stopped crying and she began to smile. I laughed.

Blythe looked at me like I was a mad man, "What are you laughing about? Aren't you dying?"

I shook my head, "She's healing me." I looked down at my bare torso; my shirt had been taken off as soon as Emma was being born. The stab wound was closing in on itself. Healing and mending. The wound was completely healed within a matter of seconds. It did leave my stomach with a scar, but I was fine with that. A small price to pay to stay with my Angel and my baby girl.

A/N: And that is the end. Thank you all so much who have commented, liked, subscribed, and saved to their reading list. I'm about to start writing Emma's story. As soon as all my exams are over, I'll writing about Emma. Thank you.

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