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CHAPTER 14

"This is useless! There is nothing here!" I cried in frustration. Rixon and I had been hauled up in the same shabby motel room for the past four days. All we had done other than eat and sleep was go through the dusty pile of battered books that Rixon had brought with him. We hadn't found anything and I felt so useless just sitting here, reading over the same three books (only three were in English) while Patch was out there, alone. Healing, I hoped.

Rixon sighed at my outburst, "Nora, sooner or later we will find something. We just need to-"

"If you say focus one more time I will peg this book at your head," I glared at him, placing emphasis on every word.

"Alright, alright. I saw what happened to Patch. I'll be good," he smiled. "But you need to realise that what Dabria did hasn't been done for centuries, I'd never even heard of it. We aren't gonna find the fix on the first read."

I took a breath to calm myself and tried to pull my raging thoughts together into some form of comprehendible speech. "I realise that. But the thing is that this isn't my first reading, it's my nineteenth. I swear on my life that there is NOTHING in these books, they don't even mention angels using magic, like ever!"

"Well we do. I mean not recently but in the past we used to use it all the time. Not me personally-it was before my time, it would have even been before Dabria's time," Rixon replied without glancing up from the page his eyes were combing over.

"Dabria's older than you?" I asked; feeling surprised for some reason. Of course she, Patch and Rixon all appeared to be the same age but it was only due to the fact that angels didn't age past a certain point. I'd never considered that they were actually different ages.

"Yeah, that's why she can knock me and Patch around."

"Hmm…" I nodded. Leaving the air free of noise for a moment before breaking the silence, "so you think we should just keep looking…"

"I don't know. Yeah, maybe," Rixon paused. Over the past few days I'd learnt that Rixon really didn't like having to make decisions for us both. But the fact was that I knew nothing about angels except that I was in love with one and so therefore it fell to Rixon to guide us in our attempt to save Patch.

"Well is there any other way that we can find out more…or what to do?" I asked, making it up as I went along.

"It's not a school assignment Nora, you can't just go to the library."

I didn't even bother acknowledging the insult. "What about a person…or an angel…or whatever, that we can talk to?"

There was silence. I thought that Rixon hadn't heard my suggestion but suddenly he stood up, books crashing to the floor after losing their place on his lap. "We're going. Get your stuff."

His words completely threw me off. "Can you sense Dabria or something? Why are we leaving? Where are we going?" I asked as he started piling things into the worn duffle bag he'd brought.

"Hey, if you wanna stay, be my guest but you actually gave me an idea. Therefore we are going…" he looked up to see me standing on the spot, "NOW, move it."

***

We had been driving past the same type of surroundings for an hour. Rixon was speeding, I was feeling anxious and the car was cracking under the pressure.

"So who are we going to see?" I said over the creaks of the engine and the oldies rock station that was playing.

"No one specific. I thought we'd try a place that sooner or later an angel will show up at, a fallen one at least."

"And where would that be?" I asked cautiously. Please let it not be a bar, I added silently.

"It's not a bar," Rixon answered through a grin. "It's where we land." I had no idea what he meant. Rixon sensed my confusion and continued. "When angels fall…we land."

"So wait, you're saying that fallen angels literally fall? Like actually hit the ground?"

"Yeah…I thought that it was pretty self explanatory." He said as if he'd never thought of it any other way.

"And you all land in the same place?" I asked, seeking clarification.

"Yeah," Rixon replied, dragging out the word.

"That's crazy. I mean what if someone falls on top of you after you've landed?" After the words left my lips I realised how silly they sounded yet it was the first thought that had come to mind.

"Nora, falling isn't an easy thing. They don't kick you out of heaven over little things. They tend to believe in something called 'forgiveness' up there."

"About that, why would they kick you out at all if they believe in forgiveness? …Forget it, back to this place thing, where is it?"

"About an hour from the east side of Portland. And we're still a couple of hours from Portland so I guess we'll be a bit before dusk."

"Great." I said sarcastically as I turned the radio up and settled in for the drive.

***

"Is this it?" I asked following Rixon's lead and getting out of the car.

"Why? Not what you expected?" Rixon teased.

"No, I mean…I'm not sure. To be honest I don't know what I was expecting. But an open field wasn't it."

"Well this is it, I'm sorry to say." There was a moment where we just stood there letting the quiet air roll over us.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"We wait," he said, sitting himself down on the car bonnet. "Sooner or later someone will hit the ground," he patted the empty space next to him.

"That's a comforting thought." I climbed on and sat motionlessly, believing that if I was still then the angels would fall faster. This wasn't the case. Minutes turned into hours as we waited. Finally, from the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of something white about twenty metres from the car standing on the edge of the field. As far as I could tell it was male. Its skin was so pale it almost looked translucent in the twilight. I elbowed Rixon, who obviously hadn't noticed the company yet.

"Bingo," he said quietly enthusiastic, starting to get off the bonnet until all of a sudden he froze. "Wait…" He said in a way that let me know that something was definitely up, "that thing didn't fall."

P.S It's not Edward Cullen