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Chapter twelve

Eric's POV

"Felicity, how are things? Being treated well down here? It has been a good two weeks after all" I grin at her as I walk into the basement. Pam has done a marvellous job of getting a witch to cast a spell around the area preventing the Angel from leaving, she has also done a great job in capturing Felicity and making sure she remains alive until I finally found the time to deal with her. It is only a matter of time before I slaughter her, and it won't be quick and painless. Or maybe it will, we will see on my mood and how far she has pushed me.

"Wait until I get out of here, I will make sure you suffer for this!" she spits at me, I use my vampire speed to stand in front of her, my fangs bared as I wrap my huge hand around her throat.

"Tell me how you knew my daughter would be ill. Or did you make her ill?" I demand, my temper boiling. If she was the one to give my child meningitis, then stuff the slow torturing. I would rather kill her right here and right now. Ammy still needs me, she is back home, but she has started to get some of the after affects. I worry about her.

"What, you actually think I placed it there? I don't have that type of power. She developed her illness all on her own; I may have just increased the symptoms to make it worse so that she would be keener to accept the oath. The oath that all true Angels should take" she informs me with a sly smile. I clench my fists as I resist the urge to slit her throat; I need to find out more before I truly condemn her to hell. That is, if Angels go to hell. And that it is also if hell exists.

"Why couldn't you have just asked her to take said oath, why make her illness worser; you could have killed her! You could have caused it to turn bacterial and then she would have been in trouble. But lucky for you it's only viral, she could have died. Meningitis is very serious, even now that she is out of the hospital she is still suffering. She has depression, and she is permanently anxious. She isn't socialising very well, she can barely talk to her own siblings. Alec is about the only person she will allow in" I let all my hurt and anger out then as I slam my fist into the wall.

"And you're trying to make out that I caused her to get meningitis. Actually, I could have caused it. The meningococcal bacteria is actually carried harmlessly in peoples noses and throats, did she have a cold?" Felicity inquires.

"Yes, she did have a slight cold" I recall, I remember her sneezing and coughing the day she went to Alec's.

"My magic basically would have worsened her symptoms of said cold, so I guess when I worsened them, the bacteria could have gone into places they shouldn't be in and caused the meningitis. So it could have been my fault after all" she works out, sounding proud of herself. I grab a knife from the side and throw it at her where it embeds itself in her arm, making her scream out.

"Why do you want to push Ammy into your world so much? Why can't you just let her be?" I probe in a clam voice, despite my anger flaring rapidly inside of me.

"Because she has a destiny. One that has already been decided for her, she is supposed to be a part of our world and not this one. She is the key to Angel reproducing offspring through only Angels. We have been trying to develop this, but we have not yet succeeded. We believe Ammy is the key, but even if you do kill me, many others will come after her. She has always been a special child. She will be taken from you. Permanently" and with that I slice her head off with my sword, her blood splattering everywhere. Finally. She is finally dead; she is out of my child's life. Forever.

Ammy's POV

This place seems so peaceful, so calm. It's like nothing I have ever experienced before, it's beautiful and it's perfect, only problem is that it's empty. Uninhabited. I wonder why that is? Surely there should be people around here somewhere, then, almost right on cue, a figure start to appear in the thick fog before me. The shape suggest that it is a woman, and she has a halo hovering over her head and big, white wings coming out of her back. Is she an Angel? No, that can't be. I'm an Angel and I don't have wings or a halo. But when the woman comes into light and I get a full view of her, I can't help but gasp as I take a step forward. I can't decide if my mind is playing tricks on me or whether this is exactly who I think it is.

"Sweetie" she smiles as she opens her arms for me.

"Mom" I sob as I run into her arms where she embraces me. Mom. She's dead, isn't she? Is this just a dream, or is she contacting me? God, I'm so confused.

"You have grown into a beautiful young woman, you have your father's eyes; you can tell you are his child" she points out after she has pushed me back slightly so she can get a good look at me. I haven't seen my mother since I was 6 years old, but I remember her. God, I remember her. I miss her every day.

"Mom, why do you have wings and a halo?" I laugh, finding the though hilarious.

"Angel's don't really die, Sweetie. We just go to a different realm. Sure, we don't age, and we have wings and halos, but we're still alive. Just in a different world. You will see one day, but hopefully after you have lived your life" she informs me as she pushes some of my hair behind my ear.

"Can you contact any other worlds?" I probe as she guides me through the soft, fluffy clouds around us.

"If we please, but many of us do not. Most of us believe that once you are dead you shouldn't contact those you once cared for, if you did contact them they would never grieve you properly. So we like to stay quiet and shut off from other worlds, but I need to talk to you. It involves your safety" she tells me seriously as she pulls me to stop. I look at her worriedly as I try to wrack my brain as to what she's talking about. What could possibly be threatening my safety?

"Felicity, she is dead. Your father had just killed her, but that means she will be coming to this new realm; this is very dangerous. She will no doubt contact the other worlds; she could even enter them if she wanted to. She is after you, Ammy, and she will not rest until you are back in Angeli diligeno terram where she believes you belong. I never wanted you to know this, but your special, like many of the children from your generation, but you stand out. There is reason behind this, but you aren't ready to hear it quite yet. The only advice I can really give you is to let those around you in, let them protect you, no matter how annoying it may seem. Trust those you are familiar with; that means your father, Sookie, your brother and sister, and Alec. He is a sweet boy; I always knew you would find a man who would treat you right. Just make sure you keep hold of him, and watch out for Isaac. He isn't what he seems" and with that everything just started to disappear and fade away as I begin to wake up to someone shaking me.

AN: I promise to make the next chapter longer to make up for the shortness of this one xx