Hallo there. First I wanted to say thank for the 4 reviews, it meant a lot. To Tahira: Thank you. Haha. Yeah, the pain part was something I have been really looking forward to writing. To Guest: Thank you. To Danish Wellwisher: It is so good to hear from you again. Thank you, I am glad you like it. I hope you like Freeing Angelus – I was not sure about the end… but what is done is done. You do not have to say, you are sorry. You have a life – no need to say you are sorry for that. Mange tak. Dejligt at have dig tilbage.

No one has figured out who Diana is… Okay, you will figure it.:D

"How long has she been missing?" I asked.

"7 hours." the man said and the pain hit me. I said: "You better go; this is going to be ugly." The pain was killing me. Turning my insides out. Burning like I was being burned with a 4 degree burning. But she was still alive that most I knew…

"Tell me about her." I said to Victor.

"Are you okay?" He asked worried. I looked at him and said: "Whatever pain that girl felt – still feels, I feel. So no, I am not okay, and if you want to do me a favor, tell me about the girl." I said as the pain hit me one more time.

"Her name is Sky Bright. She is 17 years old and my brother´s soulfinder. She has been missing for about 7 hours. She was last seen here in the woods where she was with my youngest brother, Zed. He has slowly been falling apart ever since she was gone, so please find her." Victor said, and someone else started to talk: "She has not always had it easy. Her parents died in a fire which she was the only survivor of. She may be small, but she is tough. She always can make people smile – no matter how bad they feel. She has this laughter which makes everyone else laugh. She is one of those people who always see the beauty of the world no matter the situation. I just hope she has not lost that." A man who looked similar to Victor talked. He is a bit taller than Victor but same chocolate brown eyes.

"I am Uriel, Victor´s older brother." Uriel said, and I nodded. Almost there, come on. Please… I could feel something seriously wrong happening. What the fuck? My link to Sky and her pain just disappeared… Someone had stepped between the two of us, because for less than five seconds ago I could feel her and her pain – now nothing.

"Shit." I said angrily, because now I had to look for the breadcrumbs hiding in the forest. Great…

"Something wrong?" Victor quickly asked.

"Yes, someone stepped between the link."

"So there is nothing, you can do?"

"I can look for the breadcrumbs, but the link would have been easier. But it is not impossible."

10 hours later.

"Victor, tell me that someone gave the girl something to eat." A big woman most likely his mother said and looked at me worried.

"Eat?" Victor said. We were both very tired after going through the whole fucking forest 3 times. I found a tail which stopped at a route. She was taken away by car after that. I could not tell anything more than that not until the link was back in place and that could be forever before that happened. Something told that Sky did not have forever. Now I was more than ready to sleep.

"Yes, eat, Victor. The girl needs to eat."

"It is okay, Mrs. Benedict. If someone would just give me a ride to my flat, I would be more than happy."

"Someone will do that – in the morning when you have gotten some sleep and something to eat." Mrs. Benedict said and took me to the kitchen where she made me eat. I did not mind eating, but there were limits for how much a person could eat.

"Thank you for the dinner, Mrs. Benedict." I said well-fed and very tired.

"You are welcome, my dear. Your room is this way." She said leading the way to a little cozy room with midnight wallpaper.

"Thank you for helping us with finding Sky." Mrs. Benedict said with tears in her eyes.

"No, I am the one who are saying thank you."

"Why if I may ask?"

"I… have a friend who is at the same age as Sky. Her name is Diana, and she is like the little sister I always wanted, but never had. Sure I have 2 older sisters, but no one younger than me. I have not seen them in a long time, but it still makes me almost cry whenever I think of them. I wonder what they are doing right now, if they are thinking about me, who they have become, if they are married, if they have children, if… they are happy etc. The wondering is the worst… because you can make-out a life for them well-knowing that is most likely not how their life is like. I just want to help so another family does not have to live whole their life wondering, because that is not a way to live…" I said with big tears in my eyes.

"Sorry, I cannot think of my sisters with getting tears in my tears." I said looking away from her. Deep breathes, come on you can do this which I told myself.

"I have carried 10 children under my heart where I have given birth to 7 of those. The last 3 were all girls who died before I gave birth. All I ever wanted was a little baby girl of my own. But instead I have 7 boys who are very noisy and loud, but through them I have got 5 daughters. It is not the same, but it is the best I can get."

"Maybe you will have your girls in another life." I said.

"You believe we have more than one life?"

"I used to be a Muslim, but I pretty most lost faith shortly after turning 18. My family was not happy about that. They are all faithful Muslims, but I just could not believe when I had my own demons to battle with. After coming to America, I began to study the different religions, but I did not find the one for me, so I have instead made my own. But to answer your question: Yes, I believe in reincarnation."

"Why did you lose faith if I may ask?"

"It is okay. I was born in a European country, and at age 7 we moved to Saudi-Arabia. The move was not easy for me. Leaving Europa for Saudi-Arabia was one the hardest things I have ever done. Saudi-Arabia is so different; the culture, the language, the people and the way people act. In Europa we did not always follow the rules of Islam to the letter, but in Saudi-Arabia you do it to the letter, and when I say the letter, I do mean the bloody letter. That was hard. Already then I began to doubt about this and if this was what I wanted. But when I was married to a man of my family´s choice, I gave it a fair chance. I really did, but being… having to marry someone who you did not pick yourself is hard to live with in the end. My family took that choice away from me. I know I was brought up for that whole my life. Knowing that you are nothing more than a cow waiting to be slaughtered… I could not live with that. Lucky for me, my husband did not care about my religion other ways he would have had to kill me. Someone from my family or my own husband because it would bring shame on our family, and in order to restore my family´s honor they would have to kill me. I know I should be thanking him, but he was not the one for me, and I did not love him so everything he did I did not simple care. If I had been angry or frustrated then we could have worked on our marriage, but I did not care…" Through listen to my story Mrs. Benedict had put her arms around me, and I discovered that I was crying.

"I am sorry for you and the life you have had, but you are free now. Free to be happy." Mrs. Benedict said. If she just knew, I would never be free. Dimitri would always be hunting me wanting me back. I removed the tears from my eyes and said: "I am sorry. I do not know what just happened to me." Mrs. Benedict found her phone forward and showed me a picture of Diana. Wait what? How did she have a picture of Diana? She looked so happy with this boy who I believed was Mrs. Benedict´s youngest son.

"This is Sky with Zed, my youngest. I thought it may help you if you saw her face."

"Are you sure this is Sky?" I asked.

"Yes, this is Sky and my son, Zed."

"Why?"

"Sky´s parents died in a fire. Her parents´ names are Ian and Fanny McKenzie. She was born in Ireland through her parents – well her mother was a Scot – her father´s connection to Scotland is far more interesting story. Her birth name is Diana Irene McKenzie." I said, took my phone and found the picture I was looking for which I showed to Mrs. Benedict It was a picture of a 4 year old Diana looking smiling up at me. Well, a different kind of me.

"It cannot be." Mrs. Benedict said. "Wow, I always knew one day someone from her past would come and find her, but I had not foreseen it would be you."

"I understand. But you must understand all I want is to find her and bring her home."

"But you want to be a part of her life…"

"If she would let me. I would never force my present on anyone."

"I need to show this to Zed, you understand that, right?"

"Sure, take the phone with you. If you want, I can come with you...?" This was also a chance for me to meet someone who mattered to Diana. A chance for me to see who she was now. A chance to see if she remembered me…

"I think it would be best if I did it on my own, but something tells me that he would want to talk to you afterwards." Mrs. Benedict said. Shortly after she left me alone in the room, but I was too worried, too awake to go to bed. And I needed to find a way to save Diana. There was only one thing to do, and I knew it from the very beginning. I found the note. I had been over the words countless times… still the same.

Drue if that is even your name.

Whoever you may be, you can stop the dead of countless women.

Just come to me free willingly, and no one will die.

I will give you three day before I kill her.

"I agree to the conditions, Angel; because you know best what my punishment ought to be; only - only - don't make it more than I can bear!"

One thing did confuse me was the quote in the end. It was from Tess D'urbervilles, one of my favorites in the whole world. But who knew that..? On the other side of the note was a phone number which I called with my extra phone.

"I will go to you if you let the girl go."

"Good, an address will be sent to you. Be there 1 day after the girl is free. If you are a no show, I will kill her and her whole family, understood?"

"Understood, see you soon then." I said, and the other person hung up. I just felt like I just had made a deal with Devil.