Hey, fanfic lovers. Okay, so…yeah, I haven't been updating lately, but I've been busy with work. But, I have been working on this chapter for quite some time and finally am putting it up. So, here you go!

"Angel! Wait up!" I turned to see Lira running towards me. I was about to get in the car and drive to the condo, but she just held me up.

"Oh, hey, Lira. What's up?"

"So, I heard that you had a special visitor today by the name of Mr. Blaine Perez," she said with a smirk.

"Well, damn. Word travels fast around here. I should've known. Gossip High is the nickname. But, yeah, so?"

"'But, yeah so'? Really, Angel? Blaine is the hottest guy at MCSAB! How could you not be psyched that he came to see you?" I shrugged nonchalantly.

"I guess it's just some weird functioning in my brain."

"Well, what happened?"

"He asked me out, I said yes, and now we're scheduled to go out. And, speaking of going out, I have to go. I need to go to the phone store and get a new phone fast then hurry home to Blu." I unlocked the car doors and opened the door as she gasped. I looked back at her with a questioning look and she eyed my car.

"This is yours?"

"Yeah. My dad bought it for me. Need a lift?"

"No. My mom's picking me up." She glanced over my shoulder. "There she is." I turned to see her mom sitting in the silver Honda Civic. She rolled down the window and smiled.

"Hello, Angel."

"Hi, Mrs. Carey. How are you?"

"I'm well. Listen, you must come over and have dinner or a girls' day with Lira one day. I feel you two don't hang out really."

"I'd love to, Mrs. Carey."

"Great. You have her number, right?" I nodded. "Good. C'mon, Lira. You have a hair appointment and we cannot be late." She hugged me and winked.

"This Blaine conversation isn't over, Angel. Later."

"Later, dude." I slid into the car and drove out of the lot. Now, you may be wondering how a 15 year old has a car, let alone can drive it, but, when you've been in as many dire situations that require immediate get-aways as I have, then you'd be an expert driver, too. I drove to a phone store, got a new, much better one with all the same information, went shopping for clothes again then drove to the condo reluctantly. Thankfully, Kalona wasn't there, but Blu was lying on the porch with a key under his paw. Why was he sitting outside and it was almost dark out? He stood as I walked over and lifted his paw for me to get the key. I rubbed his head lovingly with a smile then, using common sense, used the key to unlock the door and opened it slowly. Blu trotted upstairs for god knows what and I noticed a note sitting on the table. I picked it up and read it aloud. "My son will be visiting later. Do not be afraid. He is not like the others. He will be there to check on you and to do something for me. I will see you when I get there. Kalona." I sat down at the kitchen island. "Well, then. What can I do for the next few hours? Huh, Kalona? Did you even think how bored I would be?" I said aloud with a huff. I heard a car driving on a pavement outside and a car door open and close as someone walked to the door. It opened and there stood a man with dark tanned skin wearing a navy tee shirt, dark jeans and navy sneakers. He had long thick black hair in a braid down his back and dark eyes. I watched him and he watched me. "Well, are you going to come in and shut the door or just stand there and have a staring contest with me?" I finally said, growing impatient and annoyed by the silence. He stepped in and shut the door before walking into the kitchen just as Blu gracefully trotted down the steps and over to my side. "And you are…?"

"Rephaim. I'm─"

"Kalona's son, I know. You don't look like the others. Why aren't you a disgusting bird thing like them?"

"A long story with much confusion."

"You were one of them and evil, but you turned good and this is your reward?" I guessed. His eyes widened and he nodded. "Not very confusing. It's common sense."

"You are a smart one. Angel, right?" I nodded. "Nice to meet you. Do you know why I'm here?" I nodded again. "Good. I'll be upstairs." I shrugged and he walked upstairs. After about thirty minutes, he came back downstairs. I was sitting in the living room watching Ocean's Eleven and texting Blaine. "Are you happy here?" I turned to him and shrugged.

"I guess. I'm not complaining, so…I guess so." He nodded and moved to me, taking a hesitant seat on the couch opposite mine. "Are you going into interrogation mode, because, if so, I'm gonna need some food and a good drink laced with a little Vodka, if you don't mind."

"No, I'm not interrogating you. I just want to be sure you're okay. Plus, my father wanted me to stay here until he returned."

"You actually claim him? Wow. That's a shocker. I sure as hell wouldn't."

"Why not? He's an all powerful immortal that can give you anything you desire."

"So. He's evil. Not that I have anything against evil. He did save my life from that disgusting bird thing that he calls his son, but who'd want an evil father. You'd eventually lose him because all the good guys would find some kind of way to kill him or something. Like on movies and cartoons. The bad guys always lose."

"That's television, Angel. Not reality."

"But, think about it. They got the idea from somewhere. It didn't just come from the pits of their imagination. They had to had heard or saw something that caused this thinking. Plus, they put it in every movie, show, cartoon, game, whatever. Meaning, it has to be real. Ghost whisperers and people who can communicate with the dead, I honestly believe in them, since I can talk to earthbound spirits myself. Vampires. I know they exist, too. I doubt they're like the stupid Twilight ones or the evil blood sucking demons of the night that go on horrible rampages and burn in the sun, but I think they do exist. Werewolves, I'm a little iffy about them, due to the fact that there are so many different kinds they make up. Some that talk and walk on two legs, the Twilight kind that just turn into huge regular wolves, etc. Do you understand my argument?" He smiled and nodded slightly, casting his attention onto my buzzing phone. I sent a quick text back to Blaine before looking at the TV. Rephaim and I talked a little more before I fell asleep sometime around one in the morning. I felt someone lift me up in their arms and my eyes fluttered open to see Kalona. "Where were you?" I asked in a groggy voice. Looking shocked, he looked down at me then smiled.

"Visiting my son to be sure he was not truly harmed by that insolent boy."

"Is he okay?"

"He will live."

"You know, I'd rather not have you touching me so soon after you've touched those bird things. I'd feel a lot better if Rephaim was carrying me." He chuckled a little.

"Rephaim has returned home. He will revisit you tomorrow at the same time. If you wish for him to." I nod sleepily.

"I like his company. He's nice. How are the two of you related?" Another chuckle. Well, isn't he tickled tonight. Well…this morning, to be exact.

"He favors his mother."

"What about the others? I mean, yeah, you have wings, but they're completely different from you and I'm sure their mothers don't look like that. You have to have better taste in women than that. I mean, c'mon. You desire my company, so you've got to only have the best." This time he laughed loudly as we entered my room. Blu rose from the couch and moved towards the bed. Kalona laid me down under the big purple comforter and moved to the door as Blu hopped up beside me. "Thank you, ya big sweetheart." He flashed me a smile before walking out and shutting the door. I closed my eyes and fell asleep and woke up to a loud thump, a crash and a lot of yelling. I can instantly identify Kalona's booming voice, but the other is a screeching girl. I'm not sure who she is. I decide to ignore it and close my eyes again. I hear stomping up the steps then my door swings open.

"Oh, but you're all alone, Kalona? Do I look stupid to you? I knew it!" the girl screeched in a ridiculously high-pitched voice. I open my eyes and find a blonde girl that looks like a Malibu Barbie wannabe. She could easily pass for the life-sized version. She has clear alabaster skin, pin straight blonde hair down her back pulled up in a ponytail, bright blue eyes, a thin body with humongous boobs and butt that were DEFINITELY not natural and ridiculously long and gorgeous legs. She wore a black mini skirt and a shirt that looked two sizes too small the way her boobs burst from them. Um…okay, honey, your boobs actually go in your shirt. She's glaring between Kalona and I and Kalona looks about ready to snatch her up by that perky little ponytail of hers and toss her right out on her fake ass. "So, who is she, Kalona? Huh? Who the hell is she?" Okay, all this screeching is beginning to get annoying. I sigh and roll my eyes as I sit up. Moving to another room will do me some justice because this one just got really crowded. I climb off the bed and walk out.

"If you need me, Kalona, I'm sleeping in your room. She's too loud and I'm too tired." She growls and stomps to me. She pushes me in the back and I stumble forward. I turn around just as she goes to push me again and move to the side, making her stumble. I push her away from me then continue down the hall. She grabs my arm tight and pulls me, scratching me with her nails. Bad idea. I swing at her faster than she could blink, slapping her face hard, solid and perfect, and she looks at me like I've lost my mind. My hand really stings, so I know her face hurts 50 times worse. To prove my point, her cheek turns red instantly. She grabs her bright red cheek and stares at me. Kalona freezes and stares in shock too. The loud pop of the slap registers in my mind as the echo still lingers through the still hall.

"Have you lost your mind? You hit me!" she shrieks, freaking out completely.

"Then keep your hands off of me." I turn around again and walk towards Kalona's room, ignoring all the screeching and cursing she does as she follows me. I've been called a bitch and worse several times by many, so little, immature stuff like that doesn't faze me. She seriously needs to step up her game if she wants a reaction out of me. As if reading my mind, she pushes me again, and this time, I fall on all fours. That's it. It's over now.

"That's right! I pushed you down! Now what?" I stand and she steps in my face and tries to push me again. As soon as she goes to put her hands on me, I grab one wrist and twist it all the way around. The cracking of her bones twisting makes me smirk. She screams out in pain and I punch her in the stomach before pushing her down. I kick her in the chest twice, then turn around and walk away to Kalona's room. He's still standing there, more shocked than before. I shut the door, climb in Kalona's bed, and fall asleep, really ignoring the girl's screams.

I wake up to Kalona stroking my cheek gently. Two months of being here and already, I've got him hooked. It's so obvious to see how sprung he is, whether he admits it or not, which he has solidly chosen not to. I smile and open my eyes, immediately meeting his. They're filled with something that I've been seeing a lot lately, but haven't been able to figure out. He smiles back after a while and moves my stubborn curls from my face.

"Good morning, hotness," I say, calling him the name I've grown to calling him all the time when I'm happy or neutral.

"Good morning. Get up. Get dressed. I have something for you." I brighten up even more and play with a piece of his midnight hair.

"Really? What is it?"

"A surprise." I roll my eyes and get up, walking to my room. I quickly shower and get dressed in a pair of white denim floral shorts, a white Wilfred dance hall blouse, a salmon colored Chloé classic cropped blazer and a pair of tan ballet flats. I straightened my hair and applied an eye liner, mascara and lip gloss before grabbing a pink Vince Camuto cross-body purse and a rose gold mixed chain necklace and walking out the room. Blu walked from down the hall to me.

"Hey, compañero," I said as I rubbed his head.

"Angel?" Kalona called from downstairs. I walked down with Blu right behind me to where Kalona stood in the living room. He eyed me and I pretended not to notice.

"Hey. Can I eat first? I'm starving." He looked back up to my face and smirked.

"We'll get you something while we're out. Come on." I noticed his wings were gone. I moved behind him and touched his now clear back. Not a scar or scratch there. I ran my hands over his back and down to his waist before sliding my arms around it and resting my head on his back.

"Where'd your wings go?" I whispered, enjoying the feel of holding him and knowing I had him hooked.

"I retracted them. We cannot go out with my wings."

"But you always do."

"And you never liked it. You know that automatically scares people." I smiled. He's doing things to make me happy.

"Well, I don't want you to change yourself for me. Just because I don't like it doesn't mean you have to change it."

"It does." I sat and thought about it for a second. He'd been changing a lot lately. For one, he started taking Blu out every day for a walk. He stopped having his nasty looking sons over here and Rephaim always kept me company when he was gone because I didn't like being alone. He gave me the car and credit card, making it permanently mine, and even started wearing shirts. Come to think of it, his wings had been gone for some time now because he always wore shirts when we went out. The staring didn't stop, though, because, well, Kalona has to be the hottest thing on the planet and he's super tall, especially to me. Whenever I hinted at something I liked, it magically appeared. No wonder. He was trying to make me as happy as possible. Question is…why?

"Well…thank you." I released him and he turned to face me, that same look in his eyes. It started getting a little scary. I hugged him again, feeling all warm inside like one of those lame blondes on the stupid chick flicks every director seems intent on making, resting my head on his rock hard abdomen. "You're such a big sweetheart. I don't think I can take your anger and "evilness" seriously anymore." He chuckled and snaked his arms around my waist slowly. "Sooo…what's my surprise?" He laughed louder and let me go before grabbing my hand and pulling me to the door. "What is it? What is it?"

"Close your eyes." I obeyed, beaming. He led me outside and stood me still. "Open them." I obeyed and found an amazing gold motorcycle with black and silver flames over it. I gasped and stared at it.

"Is this for me?" He nodded and I leaped up and wrapped my arms around his neck before kissing him. My mood was just overwhelmed and happy and just straight-up bubbly. The weird thing, though is how quickly Kalona changed that mood from what I was feeling to what he was feeling. And you don't want to know what he was feeling. It's pretty obvious, though, so.… Someone cleared their throat and I slid down to the ground, but kept my arms around Kalona, only turning to see Rephaim smiling with a pretty girl with short curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She reminded me of a little girl as she smiled brightly at me. She wore a pair of jeans, a casual dark green button down and a pair of brown cowboy boots. I smiled back and completely released Kalona and turned all the way around. I went to hug Rephaim and stuck my hand out to the blonde girl. "Hi. I'm Angel."

"I know. I'm Stevie Rae." She ignored my hand and hugged me tightly like we'd known each other our entire lives. When she pulled away, I was shocked, but hid it. "Rephaim has told me so much about you. I'm a little jealous. He adores you," she said jokingly with a smile. He pulled her to his side by her waist. It was clear to see that he loved her. He adored her. "Hi, Kalona."

"Stevie Rae," he said with a nod. I looked at him and he smiled, reaching his hand out to me. I moved back to him and he leaned his face down to my ear. "Stevie Rae wishes to accompany you today while Rephaim and I speak. Is that alright?" he said in a low tone so only I could hear.

"Of course. Where exactly are we going anyway?" He handed me the credit card and smiled. I don't think he realizes that eventually, shopping will be the least thing I want to do. It's already getting old, and that's not like me, which means that I've been shopping too much. I took it and slid it into my pocket, but held on to his side. He didn't seem to mind, but Rephaim seemed a little anxious. I could clearly see it. I let Kalona go and moved to Stevie Rae, sticking out my arm for her to loop hers through it. She grinned and obeyed my unspoken request.

"What do you say to an all paid shopping trip, Stevie Rae?" Her eyes widened and she looked at Kalona. He nodded and she smiled at me.

"I would say what the heck are we doin standing around with these morons? No offense, Rephaim. I love you, but…yeah." I laughed and they both smiled, but Kalona seemed a little different after what Stevie Rae said. Was he offended that she called him a moron? She was just joking. I shook it off and kissed his cheek before going to the car with Stevie Rae and heading to the outlets. "So, Angel, how are the two of you holding out? Two months is a long time, at least with him," Stevie Rae said as we sat with our literally 200 bags of items at a Panera Bread for lunch.

"Well, he hasn't done anything bad, really. I just want him to tell me about his banishment from Nyx. He won't tell me."

"How do you know about that?"

"Nyx came to me…well I went to her. In my dreams. She called me to her realm and asked me of something."

"Really? What did she ask you?" I know Stevie Rae is Rephaim's girl, meaning she's a good person, but I just met her and don't think I should tell her what Nyx asked me. I moved my hair behind my ear and sipped my caramel cappuccino. "I'm sorry. I'm being pushy. I get a little carried away sometimes. It just seems like I've known you for so long because Rephaim talks about you so much."

"It's fine. Really. Um…she basically asked me to try to turn Kalona good. She said only I can. She also said some girl named Zoey that he used to love doesn't have a hold on him anymore. I wonder why…" I trailed off as I saw Tulio leaning against a wall watching me. My eyes widen and fear automatically crept over me.

"Angel? Angel, what's wrong?" I couldn't answer her I was so scared. Our eyes were locked and he smiled devilishly, a mixed meaning in his eyes. I was in a tight trance and couldn't get out. I saw everything from our past together. Every smile, every kiss, every sweeping moment up until the time I left. I saw what happened after that. He went psycho. He destroyed his house completely out of anger, took a bath in gasoline, then burned the house to the ground. He stood and watched the flames blaze…from inside it. He killed himself in a fire. I felt myself crying, but I couldn't break the trance to do anything about it. Another vision was like a warning to me. It was him before he died. There isn't a word to describe how he looked. Psychotic is a complete understatement. He said 'I will find you. And if I can't have you, I will kill you.' Then, he was gone. My body repeatedly shivered and Stevie Rae wiped my face. "What happened?"

"He's going to kill me," I whispered, still dazed. I faintly heard her asking questions, but I was too frozen to hear or respond.

"Let's get you back home." She helped me to the car and got some guys to help us with the bags before then drove us back to the condo. I'd snapped out of my little daze by the time we got back and quietly walked upstairs. I went to Kalona's room, planning on lying with him because I didn't want to be alone. The door was closed and I could hear Kalona and Rephaim talking. I was about to walk away, but I froze.

"Father…what exactly are your intentions for her?" Rephaim said.

"I'm not sure. I used to wish to use her to get Zoey back, but now, I no longer care for Zoey. I want Angel. I want her to be mine."

"And how do you plan on achieving that?" It was really quiet at first.

"I'm not sure. Sometimes I think of using lies and evil…and other times I think of telling her the truth."

"You know which one will get you what you want longer and will make her happy."

"Yes. Of course. And, honestly, I want nothing more than to please her. It is so strange. The only thing I ever think about is her and what pleases her. Then I try my hardest to do that." I blushed at his words.

"That's called love." My eyes widened at the word.

"No. I do not believe in that. Nor do I follow it. I do not love, nor will I ever love." Well, then in that case, we'll be very happy together because after what happened with Tulio, I have vowed to never fall in love again. I promised myself I would never love a man, especially as much as I loved Tulio. I still don't understand how someone I love more than anything and who claims to love me just as much could hurt me so bad, physically and emotionally.

"Well then, I do not know of another explanation. I suggest you go along with it, though, because I believe she cares for you, just as you care for her." Wow. Rephaim is a friggin mind reader. "I should go. I think the girls are back." I hurried downstairs just as quietly as I came up and saw Stevie Rae sitting on the couch. She turned to me and smiled.

"Are you okay now?" I nodded and plopped down in another chair.

"Yeah. Thank you for everything. I really appreciate it."

"No problem. Is Rephaim still up there talking?"

"Yeah. I think he's done, though." Just as I say that, Rephaim and Kalona walk downstairs. Stevie Rae stands and moves to him where he's waiting at the door. "Bye, Rephaim. It was nice meeting you Stevie Rae. Thanks again." We said or goodbyes and they both promised to come back. Kalona shut the door and walked towards me. "Um, actually, could you lock the door?" He looked confused, but did it.

"Angel, what happened earlier? And don't lie, because I know something is wrong with you. You look afraid. Did I do something?"

"No. I just feel different with Stevie Rae. It's nothing. I promise. I just wanna relax and lay down."

"Alright. I will take you to your room." I let him take me upstairs and I took a long bath and dressed in a pair of green cotton shorts, a blue tank top and a pair of fuzzy blue socks before going to Kalona's room. I knocked on the door then opened it to find him lying on his bed reading. He looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and stepped in, taking in his hotness. How could a guy make a simple pair of black pajama pants look so damn hot?

"Hi."

"Is something wrong?" I shook my head, climbed up on his bed and curled up in his side.

"I don't wanna be alone. Can I lay in here?"

"Of course."

"What're you reading?"

"Fifty Shades of Grey." I smiled and traced his veins along his arms.

"My daddy loves that book, too. It was one of his favorites." He smiled and sat the book down before pulling me closer to him.

"Tell me what's wrong." I gave him a look and he shook his head. "Do not look at me as if I'm imagining things. You only trace my veins when there's something you want to tell me. Also, you looked afraid when Rephaim and I came downstairs. So tell me what's wrong. Did Stevie Rae say something?" I shook my head and looked down at my hand, still tracing his veins. I immediately stopped.

"There's nothing wrong."

"You're lying. Your voice gets low when you're lying." I sighed and rested my head on his chest so I wouldn't see his reaction to what I say.

"Tulio came back today." I paused for a while and he stiffened. "He showed me all our memories together," I continued. "He also showed me what happened after I left. He went insane and trashed his house, then took a bath in gasoline and set the house on fire…with him inside. He's gonna kill me, Kalona."

"No. Don't jump to conclusions. You do not know that for sure."

"His last words were that he was gonna find me…and if he couldn't have me, then he'd kill me." This time, his arms tightened and I looked up at him. His entire body was tense. And I have the strangest feeling that it wasn't out of fear, but of anger. Tulio was trying to take me away from him and if he couldn't, then he said he'd kill me. I don't know whether it was a threat or a promise, but I'm afraid to find out. Tulio has to be the only thing I'm actually afraid of…well, the new Tulio at least. He's some freak immortal thing that looks scary as shit compared to how I remember him from before. I reached up and touched Kalona's cheek gently, regaining his attention.

"You know what I'm going to say." I nod. "I will die brutally before I let him take you from me, and I'll burn in hell before I let him hurt you. Do you understand me?" I nod again. "Do you believe me?"

"Yes."

"Do you trust me?" I thought about that one. Kalona had done a very good job on protecting me, but can he actually beat Tulio. Neither of us know what he even is, so, of course, that is a question that will only be answered when/if this battle comes. Until then…can I trust Kalona and know for a fact that nothing will waver?

"Yes," I say with so much confidence that every part of my body tingles from that one word. I know I can trust him. He's not going to let me down. If he does, I'm gonna come back like Tulio and haunt the shit out of him. I laid my head back on his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist. Being wrapped in his arms feels like the safest place in the world, which worries me more than ever. That's exactly how I felt about Tulio, and you see where that got me. What if I did actually fall in love with Kalona? Then Tulio would come and destroy everything. Would he kill Kalona instead of me to make me suffer? Or would he spare Kalona and keep this between us? He may, but Kalona would definitely automatically voluntarily get involved in the situation. Gosh, why are guys such idiots?

Kalona's POV

So the boy was back. Perfect. He hurt his son and is now trying to take away the reason of his existence. The reason he hasn't destroyed the world yet and the reason he still lives today. He thought A-ya was what he needed, but she trapped him, then he thought Zoey was who he was meant to have, but in the end, Angel is the one he wishes to spend the rest of his eternity with. And now this incompetent fool is going to try to take her away from him? Never. She belongs to him. Angel is his and not him or anyone else is going to change that. The immortal looked down at the beautiful girl wrapped in his arms, the only place he wanted her to stay. She looked up at him and smiled. How could a monster like him ever come across the acquaintance of such purity, no matter how much immortal power he has or his godly looks? It is an unanswered question that floats in the pit of his mind many times, but he honestly couldn't care less. All that mattered is that it happened. She reached up to his forehead and smoothed the lines in it from his deep thoughts.

"What're you thinking so hard about?" she asked.

"Nothing important."

"Okay. Well, I have a question."

"Alright."

"Do you eat? Like, human food?" He smiled and started laughing. "I'm serious. I've never seen you eat anything before and I'm curious." He couldn't answer because he couldn't stop laughing. "Kalona!" she cried as she hit him in the chest. "It's not funny." She pouted and pushed away from him. He tightened his arms and stopped laughing, but kept the smile.

"Alright, I'm sorry. You're right. It certainly was not funny. And to answer your question, no, I usually don't, but I can."

"Then why don't you?" He shrugged and kissed her once.

"Just a choice. It's not a complete necessity, so I choose not to worry about it." She nodded and closed her eyes.

"So, what's the best thing you've eaten?" He thought for a moment.

"I honestly do not remember. It was something from Barbados."

"Ooh. I've always wanted to go there. My father wouldn't take me when he went because he didn't want me in the way or getting into trouble."

"You wish to go?" She nodded.

"Then we will go." Her eyes snapped open and she peered at him with wide eyes.

"Really?" He nodded and she smiled. "You are one of the sweetest people I have ever met. Why do you wanna be evil? You're so sweet and loving. Why aren't you good?"

"I was, but love is what made me become who I am now. I loved Nyx, more than anything. She rejected my love and banished me from her realm, putting me where I am today and causing me to turn evil."

"So that's why. Because she broke your heart." She looked down and moved her hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pressed." He smiled and nudged her chin up so she could look at him.

"Do not regret. I am fine. Now, I want you to sleep. You will be safe." She leaned up and kissed him before lying against his chest and going to sleep. He watched her sleep peacefully. She was the only reason he hadn't cracked and destroyed everything. He would do everything in his power to keep her safe. He would not let this stupid boy who once held her heart to take her from him. Kalona thought about what Rephaim had said before about him loving Angel. It was entirely logical, but Kalona did not believe in love. How could he be in love when he doesn't believe in it? There has to be some other logic to the situation. But Rephaim also said that she cared deeply for Kalona. Could she be in love with him? Rephaim seems rather exact when it comes to reading people. He hasn't been wrong yet. And what better person to know love when they see it but someone who is actually in love? It's easy to see that Rephaim cares greatly for Stevie Rae, and though Kalona doesn't believe in love himself, he can't help being happy for his son, though he'd never say that out loud… His thoughts trailed off when he heard the faint sound of wings flapping. One of his sons were here…and so was Angel. She preferred not to have them here because she was afraid of them in a way. They, as she stated, "freak her out", whatever the hell that means. He stood, careful not to awaken her, and moved to his balcony just as Nisroc, his son landed on it.

"Nisroc. What brings you here?"

"Father, my brother is now ssstable. He isss able to take flight, for minimum timing, but he wishes to seek revenge on the boy who did thisss to him. Let him live, he will not."

"Revenge? Tell him to have no worries. The boy shall be found soon. He is antagonizing and harassing what is mine. That will not do."

"Yesss, Father."

"Take flight to the sky, my son, and join your brothers."

"Will you not join usss?" He looked back through the glass sliding doors at the sleeping Angel and smiled a little.

"No, not tonight. I have things to take care of." His son glanced at her, too and nodded once.

"Yesss, Father. I understand." He turned and took flight. Kalona stayed out on the balcony and looked up at the night sky filled with stars and the light of the full moon. He felt someone brush his bare back gently with their fingers then kiss his spine and wrap their arms around his waist. It was easy to tell it was Angel. She kissed his back again before resting her head on it.

"Why are you out here all alone? It's freezing and your half clothed, let alone dressed for the night air." He smiled and swiftly flipped her around so her back was against the railing and he was in front of her.

"I am immortal. The weather does not affect me. And I am not alone, now, am I?" She shook her head and looked up at the sky.

"It's so beautiful. You're lucky you have wings to fly. I would love to just get away from all the stupidity and dumb asses and just…relax. Be in control."

"My wings are your wings," he said in a low voice before kissing her throat, feeling her pulse quicken. He wanted so badly to drink from her, but that would most likely frighten her, though it would not hurt her. He pulled away, too tempted to do it and she put her head down and shivered. "Go inside. You are cold." She shook her head.

"No. I'm fine. I'm not gonna die."

"You're so stubborn," he said with a smirk.

"Would I be me if I wasn't?"

"I suppose not. So, to avoid changing who you are…" he trailed off and picked her up, much to her dismay, and sat her on the bed. "Now you're still Angel and I'm not worried you'll freeze to death." She rolled her eyes and folded her legs.

"You're so dramatic. So, what did your son want?" He was shocked by the question. So she knew he was here. She laughed and shook her head. "Relax. I'm okay."

"I will tell you in the morning. Now sleep." She crawled up to the top of the bed and under the covers, closing her eyes. He smirked and turned to walk back to the balcony, but was stopped by a giggle. He turned back to see Angel looking at him and smiling.

"You do realize that just because you say sleep and I close my eyes doesn't mean I'm actually sleep, right?"

"I do now." She laughed again and closed her eyes. He sat on the bed and waited until she was really asleep before going on the roof. He figured his son would want revenge, but he was hoping he wouldn't. Kalona had to be the one to kill this boy. It was definitely mandatory. With his son's wanting of revenge, his rage would get in the way of Kalona's rage and wanting of revenge, creating confusion and a hole for the boy to slip through, taking what is Kalona's. He cringed at the thought of him getting her, killing her, or worse, taking her from him. The thought rang in his mind all night and the image of her with that boy flashed over and over again.

Angel's POV

"So, you finally decided to take my calls," Blaine said through the other end of the phone. I'd missed our date and hadn't talked to him since. Between Stevie Rae, Rephaim, Kalona and my own family, there was too much to deal with. I'd gone back to Rio for a week to visit and didn't tell him beforehand. I smirked and sighed.

"I'm sorry. I've just been really busy with…well, everything. I didn't have any free time. And about our date, I'm really sorry. I forgot I was scheduled to go back home then forgot to tell you. Things have just been really crazy the last few weeks." I stood in my closet looking for an outfit to wear to go out with Lira to some girl's party. I don't know who she is, but she knows me and wants me to come. Shrug. Whatevs.

"It's cool. So, what are you doing today?"

"Nothing, actually. Some girl from school is having a party. I don't know her and can't remember her name, but she was really anxious to have me at her party. Lord knows why. My friend Lira is forcing me to go."

"You mean Ursula? Ursula Paige?"

"Yeah. That's her. I think we might have a class together or something," I said nonchalantly, shrugging as I pulled out yet another set to wear. So far, my bed was unseen under the 17 other outfits I'd picked out to choose from.

"Cool. I guess I'll see you there then. I'm going too. But, what are you doing until then?"

"Nothing. I was thinking of chilling with Lira until the party. Why? Did you have something better in mind?"

"Well, you owe me for missing our date and not telling me, so I was hoping you'd use the free time you have today to pay me back."

"I don't owe you anything. You owe me a better way of asking me out than that."

"You're serious?"

"I'm listening." He chuckled then sighed.

"Would you like to go out with me…again? My friend's having a get together at the beach and I was gonna go, but I need you there."

"Dude, it's freezing outside. Why would you go to the beach?"

"Because it's the best time to go. It's awesome, trust me. What? Are you scared you'll catch a cold and start sniffling like a kitten?"

"Uh, yeah! I'm not that crazy."

"Oh, c'mon, Angel. It'll be fun. I promise. It's not even cold out today. It's 75° and it's not even noon yet." I thought about it. I have nothing better to do for the day. Kalona's sleeping hours are stupid, so if I don't make him sleep at night, he switches to his bizarre hours and stays up all night and sleeps during the day. Usually I wake him up regardless, but I'll be fine. The same goes for Stevie Rae and Rephaim. They sleep on his backwards hours, too. I might as well get some form of entertainment. I shrugged and tossed down the outfit I'd pulled out.

"Fine. Why the hell not? I've got nothing better to do."

"Cool. Pick you up in an hour?"

"Whatever." He laughed at my nonchalant attitude before hanging up. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth before padding to my closet wrapped in a short black towel. I sensed someone behind and froze, afraid to turn and see Tulio. Luckily, when I turned, I saw Kalona examining me like I was the most interesting and amazing thing on the planet. I admit, this towel leaves very little to the imagination, but that doesn't mean it's polite to stare.

"Nice outfit. I like that one better than these others you have down here, though one is much better than that." Knowing which "outfit" he was implying, I rolled my eyes and turned back to my closet.

"Aren't you supposed to be catching up on sleep?"

"The shower woke me up…and the music." I grinned and turned down the stereo my iPod was plugged up to. "Where are you going?"

"To the beach with a couple friends and later tonight, I'm going to some girl named Urcy's party with my friend Lira. What are your plans now that you're awake?"

"To keep you here with me instead of going out with illogical, idiotic, worthless humans." I turned to him with a look of annoyance.

"Dude, you gotta stop talking shit about humans. I am an illogical, idiotic, worthless human, ya know."

"No. You're not worthless." Catching on that he was calling me everything else but worthless, I narrowed my eyes and grinned before flinging a hanger at him

"Jerk," I mumbled. "And, you can't make me stay," I said, turning back to my closet and looking for the perfect pair of shorts. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall before gripping my waist and smirking smugly.

"How about now?" I shook my head and he moved one hand to run his fingers through my hair before moving his face down to my ear and nibbling on it. Damn it! He knew I loved that. Not as much as…As if reading my mind, he moved down to my neck and kissed it in the irresistible way that always got me to shut up about something I was mad about. "Now will you stay?" he whispered against my skin. I couldn't even answer him. It should be against the laws of humanity and all that is good and right for anybody to make someone feel so good to the point that they can't even speak. He smiled and laughed before pulling away. After I regained myself, I asked him to give me time alone, to which he complied reluctantly. Once he was gone and I was sober, I dressed in a white two piece bikini and put on a pair of cut off shorts and a black cropped hoodie. I slipped on a pair of sneakers and straightened my hair, applied eye liner, mascara and packed a bag. Completely ready to go, I slipped out the window with my bag and walked across the grass. It was pretty nice out today. I silently started my motorcycle and it quietly purred to life. I plugged in my iPod and zoomed off towards my old house before Kalona brought me to his condo. That's where Blaine thinks I live. I doubt he would take the fact that I live in an isolated area in a condo that costs more than the homes of 14 of his ancestors with a super hot fallen angel/warrior who just so happens to be immortal too lightly. I begin to wonder what Kalona would think of me going out with Blaine. he'd probably be pissed and jealous. But, for him to be jealous...he would also have to be in...love. Damn it. There's that stupid word again. And the more I think about the possibility, the more I reaize that I'm in love with Kalona. I'm madly in love with Kalone...Oh shit.