So, I know that everyone was probably expecting the whole "he fell in love and it was magic" type thing but...I felt like it needed a twist. That sort of thing always happens. Besides, the way people allude to it in the books, it can't be something so simple. Anywho, this is what I think happened to him!

Chapter Four

Landing on the ground, I drew in my wings. Knowing I was a bit conspicuous in a toga, I grabbed a cloak from a nearby home. I'd give it back. Because it was nighttime, there weren't people actively walking around; I suppose I hadn't thought about that when I sneaked out. Walking through the street, I heard lively sounds coming from somewhere. It was a tavern. Making myself invisible, I walked up to the window to peer in. Men and women were singing loudly, and drinking messily. I heard men make bawdy jokes to the women sitting on their laps. Other men were playing cards, and another set was arm wrestling. There was violin music in the background, and people were dancing. It was all so dirty and sweaty…it looked amazing! Much more fun than the rigidly set up Celebration. I wanted to walk in, but invisible or not, there was the chance I'd bump into someone, so I regretfully left the window.

I began to walk past the homes, with yards with goats and pigs in them. The animals flocked towards me, wanting to be petted and given food. It was a known fact that, invisible or not, animals could see us walking the Earth; much more observant than the humans. A cat walked up towards me and rubbed its head against my legs. I smiled as I took in my surroundings. It was so…peaceful. Not a Heavenly peace, where it was very still and calm, but wind was blowing softly against my face, and the small sounds of life in the background made being on Earth…its own type of divine.

I walked past a home when I heard a slight thumping noise. Curious, I walked up to try to hear more clearly. The noises were groans and sighs; noises of passion. Blushing, I backed away and hurried on. I knew for a fact that I'd never have that experience. Angels didn't need to copulate to procreate, and so there was no need for anything else that came with it. Not to mention, the lack of self-control that came with it; no, that kind of love was specifically for humanity. It was a shame though; I still wondered what it would be like to experience it. I had no real idea of what went into it; I couldn't see Dabria ever wanting to try anyway.

Finally, I found the woman's house. Her guard dog began to bark at me, and wag its tail, and it caused her to come outside. She stared right through me. Even halfway asleep, she was gorgeous. Suddenly, it wasn't Dabria I wanted to try this newfound passion with. I had to stop myself; she was human, and I was an Angel. It was forbidden. However, because I wanted to be closer to her, I quickly walked into her home while she had the door open. After not finding anything, she reentered and closed the door. It was a one bedroom home, with an open space for sitting and cooking. She must have been very poor. I was just thinking how alone her life must be when a man stumbled in. He wasn't in his right mind, because he began to yell at the poor woman for no reason at all. When she tried to speak calmly to him, he just got louder.

I was horrified. I'd never seen anything like this before! The man began to smack the woman, and I was enraged. Before I could stop myself, I flung a metal bucket at his head, to stop him from acting so brutishly. As he hit the floor, she grabbed the bucket and continued to hit him, over and over until he was bloody. I was frozen to the spot, in terror, when she looked up and started at the sight of me.

"Who…" I didn't stay to listen. I took off, knowing an Angel of Death would soon be visiting, and I couldn't be seen.

"Wait!" she called after me, but I wasn't listening. "You have to help me! They'll kill me if they find him here; they'll say it's all my fault!" I stopped running, but my mind was still in turmoil.

What had I done? I came down just to watch; just to observe; and instead I was now witness to a murder! She had fought him in self-defense, I think, but who knew if the Archangels would see it that way! I'd never get back into Heaven! How had I messed this night up so badly?

"Please….please just help me move him…that way no one gets into trouble!" she cried, falling onto her knees in front of me. I nodded, still dazed by what had happened, and moved by her actions. I helped her drag him to the nearby river, and watched as she pushed him in. He had a bag in his chest, and I watched as rings fell out of the bag and into the water along with his body.

"Thank you. He would beat me…every night he would beat me. I couldn't take it anymore!" she whispered. She led me by the arm back to her home. I was stumbling along. When we arrived at her shack, she sat me down on the bed. She prepared a rag with warm water, and placed it on my head.

"What's your name?" she asked, peering at me. I was shaking, from the shock, and I couldn't answer her.

"My name is Katharine." Katharine, Beautiful name for a beautiful woman. I nodded. She smiled slightly. "You look positively frightened." Well I should be! "Well, you can stay here for the night. You understand that you cannot speak of this?"

I answered before I could stop myself. "I can't stay here. That will look bad….I must go!"

"So, you speak!" she exclaimed.

Something was wrong. One, she was taking everything that happened entirely too calmly. She may not have been at immediate risk of Heaven, but still…she'd killed her own husband! Two, she wasn't acting at all like the woman that I saw in the water. I remembered Nehemiah's words; that I was seeing what I wanted to see. Had I been so wrong?

"Why are you like this?" I yelled, staring at her. I was so confused; nothing was as it seemed down here at all. Not speaking, she sat me back down, and began rubbing my hair. It was an amazing feeling. My eyes filled with tears, and another part of me filled with desire. I didn't realize until she kissed me that she was trying to seduce me. I stood, throwing her off.

"You…you harlot, you…I can't…" I ran. I was fearful of going home, but I had nowhere else to go. As I flew away, I tried to think of where I'd gone wrong. First, the beautiful woman, Katharine, was in fact a snake. Just like the snake that tempted Eve. I hated how stupid I'd been, and I needed to make it right. I never wanted to leave home again, humanity be damned.

As soon as I broke the cloud barrier, I was caught and chained down by the Avenging Angels.

So? Is Jev's innocence coming through well enough?