***Hey, this is the next chapter. I hope it would be good. I'm quite distracted now since I'm watching Murder on FoxCrime. Haha. Once again, I'm sharing stuff that isn't connected with the story. So anyways, here it is:D

When I regained consciousness, I found myself sitting at the back of the wrecked pick-up truck along with James and the new big dude. I actually don't want to know how they turned it over or how they made it turn on. The wind is blowing so strong that my hair goes to my face and the wind whistling through my ears. I peeked inside the window and saw that Caleb is the one driving and he's talking to Sam about something like getting in trouble. Ugh, this day is just so weird.

Then I heard a tsk.

I looked across and saw the big dude, looking at me disapprovingly as he shook his head.

"I told you not to go out of the house" he said with a very calm voice.

I looked surprised, I never seen him in my entire life. As in never.

"Excuse me?" was all I could say.

"Oh yeah, you haven't seen me in this form yet" he said with a grin and stretched out his hand, "Hi, I'm Rochel, an angel who finds lost objects"

And I'm completely out of words again. So that's why I feel like I know him, he is Caleb's golden retriever. I looked at his hand for a minute then I shook it. I was sort of staring at him, still not believing what had happened today.

"It's weird to shake hands with a dog" I said with a grin.

Rochel smirked, "You're amazing, you know that? you can still joke around despite what had happened"

"Are you guys okay there?" Caleb asked from inside the truck.

I looked at him and I slowly nodded.

"Anyways, I'm very sorry with all that happened today. You must be exhausted" he told me as he keeps an eye on the road.

I leaned on the open window and watched the road too between Caleb and Sam.

"Yeah, it's okay. At least you had the guts to tell me the truth" I mumbled.

Then I remembered something which happened a long time ago during the start of the vacation, "So the feather in my bedroom, it was yours?"

Caleb chuckled, "Yeah, sorry about that. I was just checking up on you. You know, it's my job to make sure that you're all right"

"Oh, right"

"Aren't you going to ask me something else?"

I looked curious, "Like what?"

"Like who was the man you heard scream that night?"

I gasped. I nearly forgot about that incident which led me to sleep in my parent's room. I leaned more to the point that my upper body is already inside the truck and I'm looking at him.

"Did you murder someone that night?" I asked in horror.

Caleb looked at me disappointedly, "Of course not! Do you think I'd do that?"

"Uh, I dunno. Well, no one was murdered. It was me"

"You, why, what happened to you?"

"The first time I went down here on earth, I was having a hard time keeping my wings. You know I can't keep it always under a cloak or something. So, I was practicing to keep my wings inside of my body, which I tell you, really hurts"

I hissed as if I could feel the pain he's telling me.

"So my dad, he's really the archangel Michael?" I asked again.

He nodded, "You can't believe it? "

"Well, not that I don't believe. He's actually the way I picture angel Michael"

"Ughnn"

I turned around and saw James waking up. He actually has a band-aid on his temple. He groaned a little as he massages his head. He looked around and I just grinned when he looked at me.

"What just happened?" he asked, confused to see the three guys.

"Err, a bit of a long story. I'll tell you everything later at home"

We arrived home at around seven thirty in the evening already. There are two police cars in front of the diner and officers talking to our family. As soon as I got down from the truck, mom and dad ran towards me. They hugged me tight and asked so many questions. Where have you been? Are you all right? Why didn't you leave a message? Blah blah blah. They're really frantic and all I did was to stare. I couldn't believe that they're angels and being angels, shouldn't they know what I was doing? Percy thanked the cops for having the time to try and help them and they left. I saw grandpa looking at the wrecked truck, horrified. As soon as he laid eyes on James, who is massaging his aching head, he didn't have a second thought on hitting him on the head.

"What the hell did you do, James?" he shouted.

I gasped and ran to James aid, "Grandpa, James didn't do anything wrong. Some car almost killed us"

"Oh God, are you all right?" mom asked frantically and checks up on me for any bruises.

"Mom, I'm fine" I insisted, feeling a bit embarrassed that the three guys are seeing me in this state, being treated like a kid. "They actually came to our rescue"

Mom and dad started thanking the three guys who seems quite bashful. I went inside the house and I saw Caius, going up. He saw me and seems to be glad.

"Thank goodness you're safe" he said as he walked towards me. "Your family is very paranoid when you were gone. They thought you were kidnapped"

I didn't answer for awhile and just stared again. I've been staring so many time this day. But, Caius is just worth staring at. Though he's only wearing a red shirt and black jeans, he looks simply amazing and his dark brown eyes compliments his white skin.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you in awhile" I asked.

We both went up the stairs as he talks.

"Well, I've been visiting some old friends in California and Nevada. That's why I'm usually not around"

"Oh"

We stopped in the middle of the hallway and I pat his shoulder, "Well, I better go get ready to bed now. I'm in a big trouble right now"

"Hmm, good luck with that and goodnight."

I went to my room, scratching my head. This day is tiring and I think I have an information overload. I pulled out a clean white cotton spaghetti strapped night dress and I went to my bathroom. I washed myself, changed my clothes, and brushed my teeth. After that, I headed back to my room. I almost screamed when I suddenly saw Caleb in my room and he covered my mouth. Oh my god, my heart is beating to fast! Does he want to kill me? Damn it!

I pulled his hand away, irritated. "What the hell?"

"Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you're all right" he said.

"Well, I'm all right" then I gasped and turned red. "Don't tell me that you watch over me when I'm in the bathroom, pervert!"

"Don't worry, I won't do that in a million years" he said.

Ouch, that's quite an insult.

I sank on my bed and leaned on the headboard while Caleb sits on the end of the bed.

"So, can I still call you Caleb?" I asked, pulling the comforter over my legs.

Caleb nodded sweetly, "Yeah, I prefer that than my real name."

"So tell me, are there more than three angels down here on earth?"

"Not exactly. The only reason why we're here is because of you"

I nearly swallowed my own tongue with what he said. I pointed at myself, looking a bit clueless.

"What, me? Why me?"

"Well, you're the daughter of two known angels. God thinks that you have the potential to learn your parent's powers"

"They have powers?"

"Well, your mom does. She can heal just by one touch. Anyways, Gabriel thinks that you also have the potential to turn to your evil side"

I cringed about what he said about the Messenger Gabriel, "He thinks that I can turn evil?"

"Don't get him wrong"

How can I not be upset when even an angel thinks of me as a troublemaker? Seriously, am I that bad looking?

"You're not" Caleb suddenly spoke.

I looked at him confused, "I'm not what?"

"You're not bad looking"

"So now you can read minds?"

"How do you think we, up in heaven, hear your prayers?" he asked with an eyebrow raised. "So anyways, there's always evil around the good ones"

"Does that mean that there are demons also here?"

Caleb nodded, "Yeah but, the problem is, we cannot detect them unless they do something evil. I've felt an evil presence around you once or twice but, I'm not pretty sure where it's coming from"

My body shivered and my hair on my arms raised. Not only is an angel stalking me but, also a demon.

"How come you and Sam seemed to be troubled when you're talking in the truck?" I asked.

Caleb leaned his forearms on his lap and massages his nape slightly, "Oh that, well, it's because of the accident you've encountered. Being your guardian angel and Sam being James' guardian angel, we're supposed to protect you from harm. Unfortunately, we're sort of delayed."

"Will you get kicked out of heaven"

Caleb chuckled and shook his head, "No, they'll let you decide if you still want me to be your guardian angel. So be prepared to meet either my senior or Gabriel himself"

All of a sudden, the door opened and I saw dad come in.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know someone is here" he said and is about to close the door.

But Caleb stood up, "It's okay, Mr. Combs, I was just on my way out. I just wanted to see if she's all right" then he looked at me, "See you tomorrow"

I just sheepishly smiled and waved.

Dad watched him leave and he sat beside me with a smirk on his face, "I see someone's trying to get your attention, angel"

My cheeks heat up in embarrassment. I really don't like it when dad talks about some guy trying to court me or some sort. It's weird.

"Dad, don't make it feel awkward. He's a friend of mine" I shared.

And there's no way a goody two shoes angel like him would ever like a human like me. Well, I'm not really human but, you get the point.

Dad giggled and squeezed my hand, "I'm just kidding. Anyways, your mom is tending a few scratches on James. Aren't you hurt?"

I shook my head, I really didn't get any injuries. Or maybe Caleb already took care of it.

"So, are you going to tell me where you've been?" he asked concerned.

Hmm, should I tell him? Or I'll lessen the details. I'm pretty good with making up stories so he wouldn't notice anything.

"We went to Nevada" I said.

"Nevada?" he sounded very curious.

I nodded and tucked my hair behind my ears, "Well, yeah. I wanted to go on a road trip and James took me with him"

"Well, why didn't you leave a message?"

"I was excited"

"But, what happened to the truck? The damage is on the roof"

"Well, the truck kind of toppled over when a car almost hit us. I think the driver was drunk"

Oh God, I have a sick feeling of guilt whenever I lie in front of my innocent looking dad. But dad, on the other hand, is gullible enough to believe every word I say. He drew a deep breath and hugged me tight.

"I'm just glad you're safe. I don't know how we'll ever live without you in our life" he told me.

I snorted. I hate it when dad tells me this kinds of things. He makes me feel sorry for all the wrong things I've done in my sixteen years of existence.

"I love you so much, dad" was all I could say.

"I love you too, angel"

***So, it's done. I'll leave you with this for now. Haha. It's a good thing it's Friday tomorrow! Well, here in where I live that is. Anyways, by tomorrow, I'll be able to continue writing my stories please do comment. Positive, negative, whatevers. Haha. I appreciate your time being wasted on my work :D