Freeing Angelus Chapter 7: Truth, a finding sky fanfic

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I do not own any off the Soulfinder books. (I wish…) or the song Pretend It's Home by Beth Crowley or Secrets by One republic, but I do own… well everything else.

I´m a secret.

I´m a lie.

I´m the weakness I despise.

I´m selfish.

I´m brave.

I´ll prove to you that I´m not afraid.

Pretend It's Home by Beth Crowley

Denmark – April 2015

"Angel." he says from behind me. I turn slowly around to see him. What I see almost frighten me… What has happened to my twin brother? I do not know.

"I know… I know okay, so please stop looking at me with that face… I should be dead I know. Then I in least could be… with… her." I cry. Lucy goes slowly towards me with his too thin body. I fear that his bones will break… I am in shock.

"Brother, what has happen to you?"

"I just…" He cannot finish the sentence. I stop crying as he place his hand on my shoulder. I look at his face and try to see who he was… before Kali dead. He met her. His soulfinder as the first off all off the siblings and he was the first… to lose his soulfinder… I know the feeling.

"When you lose someone you love, it stays with you." I whisper telepathic to him. Why is he so determined on dying? I do not understand that…

"You and I know that better than anyone else in this family. This family… which has been falling apart for so long. Run Angel, run. Promise me that you will run, before it kills you or brings you down with it. Promise me…"

"I promise."

"Good, now I can die with peace in my soul." How does one respond to that? I do not know. After Lucy falls asleep, I leave with sorrow in my soul. I know that he does not have long left. I try not to cry… but fail. I do not know for, how long I cry… hours, days, years even. All I know is that my twin brother is dying, and I cannot do anything to stop him from leaving me. But I need to be strong for my family - my children which include Athal. They are going to need me. I sigh with tears in my eyes. Why is losing someone so hard? I go to the music room. Walk into the room, keep walking to the piano and begins to sing.

I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kind a boring
Need something that I can confess
Til' all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasing all those stars
Who's driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send it straight to gold
I don't really like my flow, no, so

Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don't let me disappear
I'm gonna tell you everything

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

"Be careful: giving away all your secrets can be deathly, or so I have heard." A voice says from behind me. At first I do not recognize it, but after a bit I do. It is Victor Benedict´s. Slowly I turn around and look at him. Yes, he looks very good, but I also see sorrow in his eyes. He knows, what it is like to have secrets you cannot tell others – not even your own family.

"What can I help you with?"

"I have a feeling you do not like me."

"Do you want the truth?"

"Yes please."

"I do not."

"Can I ask why?"

"You can. Your family was on a manhunt in London the summer before last. Do you remember?"

"I do."

"Everything went well for you. You caught the bad guys, got the girl – your boy´s girl. Everything seems perfect – does it not?"

"I cannot see what it has to do with anything."

"My team helped you with your mission. It coasted us a man, because your brother – Yves – could not control his gift." And in my head I added I lost a child.

"I am so sorry. I did not know that his attack coasted lives. But to Yves´ defense he was losing his soulfinder. I must say that I did not approve off his method, but sometimes attack is the best defense."

"We did not want him to feel guilty due to his young age. We knew when we went into the mission that we may not make it out alive, but no one had warned us about a fire starter."

"A fire starter?"

"Yes, your brother Yves´ ability is called a fire starter in MM, FBI, CIA, NCIS and so on. Did you not know that?"

"No, I did not. I am sorry, but I think that the lose off a team member is not enough to make one dislike a family as much as you do with mine."

"Fine. That fire as Yves started coasted me a child. Is that what you want to know? I was pregnant with twins – one of them did not make, because off your brother´s fire."

"Ooh. I am so sorry."

"It is okay. I have moved past it, as much as I possibly can. It still hurts, and when I look at my little boy I know that he could have had a twin, if I had acted more safely. That is the worst part: Knowing that if you had made a different choice the future could have looked different."

"Yeah, sometimes free will sucks."

"Tell me about it."

My phone rings. OMG the clock is like 4 am. I am going to kill the person who does not get the word: BEAUTY SLEEP.

"This better be very important!" I groan.

"Hey Beauty. How are you?" Zaccy says in the other end of the phone.

"I am going to kill you. Slowly and painfully."

"I knew you wanted me."

"Yeah, I do – DEAD!"

"Well Beauty, that is rude and not going to happen. You love me too much to kill me."

"Is there a reason you called at this… so bloody early in the morning?"

"Is it morning? For me it is like noon…"

"Well there is a teen hours between Denmark and Australia. Why did you call?"

"I wanted to hear you voice and your sweet words. But also to tell you that MM is now a subdivision off NCIS. It will be official in two days."

"Thank you for the heads up. Sorry I tried to kill you over the phone."

"It is okay. I love you."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." Zaccy says, and we say our goodbyes.