SIDE NOTE: First of all, I want to say thank you guys for all the comments and follows! I really didn't think this story would get more than a few views so I apologize for all this waiting! I really loved all the notes you guys have been giving me and I will get back on track to finishing this story :) This is IMPORTANT though; this is a sort of snippet of the next chapter, so it isn't completely finished :P That's why it's so short! Haha so just bear with me and I will have the next full chapter out soon C: Thanks again everyone! Now; enjoy!

Someone was singing.

"Angelus Dómini nuntiávit Mariae. Et concépit de Spiritu Sancto."

The voice was lovely, slowly entering my thoughts in a soft rhythmic lullaby.

"Ave Maria…."

Where have I heard this voice?

"Ecce ancilla Dómini. Fiat mihi secúndum verbum tuum."

Laughter, a baby's, accompanied the soft harmony.

"Ave Maria, Et verbum caro factum est. Et habitávit in nobis."

The song continued… But I couldn't seem to place who's voice it was….

"Grátiam tuam, quáesumus, Dómine, méntibus nostris infúnde;ut qui, Angelo nuntiánte,

Christi Filii tui incarnatiónem cognóvimus, per passiónem ejus et crucem."

Until it slapped me, awakening me from my deep sleep.

"Michael?"

"Ad resurrectiónis glóriam perducámur, per eúmdem Christum Dóminum nostrum. Amen. Hello Charlie."

My mind shot back into focus. Although my blurred vision remained, I felt my senses turn back on and I could feel myself grip the steering wheel again. The black ooze now surrounded the whole car and shut out all the light. The smoke inside the car was starting to thicken as well, sticking to my lungs. I knew if I didn't do something quick Eli would either die of the fumes or this weird Heavenly evil would consume him. But what was there to do? Neither Michael nor Jeep had ever told me how to fight the darkness or the Heavens on my own. They were always there wielding weapons helping defenseless me find the light.

Wait.

I tried as softly as I could to press Eli against me so he wouldn't breathe in the fumes as I let go of the steering wheel to search behind me for what I needed. I reached blindly feeling baby toys and clothes but not what I needed. When I heard the first window begin to crack and the ooze start to pour in, I felt it. I grasped the flash light and prayed fervently to whatever good there was left in this world.

"Help… Me!"

The flashlight worked. Things moved faster after that. I can't recall everything that happened, and I still question whether or not it was the stupid flashlight that worked or if something else called them off. Whatever it was, all I remember is somehow getting out of the car, and running. I ran as if hell itself would swallow us up if I stopped for even a second. I don't remember how I managed to breathe or how I managed to get away. All I can remember is Eli. Despite everything that happened, despite me being the worse mother in the world to allow him to come that close to danger, he never once stirred. His eyelids did not flicker, his breath did not hitch. He slept reverently and snuggled against my breast as if knowing the entire world would be safe. How he knew? You'd have to ask God on that one.