Dear Diary

by auddieblue

Katherine is saved by a stranger on New Year's Eve. Meeting him sets in motion a chain of events that leads to her meeting the Flock and helping them fight Itex. Read about it through her diary entries. **I'm sort of picking and choosing what cannon information to keep from the first few books, but it won't be hard to figure out what's going on**

11. January 20th

Saturday, January 20th - 1pm

The first thing he asked me when he woke up today was about how calm I was being about this situation. About him and about the wings. I told him that I was absolutely freaking out on the inside, but it wouldn't do me any good to freak out on the outside. He seemed impressed with my attitude. Honestly, I was starting to think I might have lost a few marbles on New Year's.

He thanked me for helping him. I was finally able to thank him for helping me on New Year's Eve.

He let me look at his wings. I was too afraid to touch them, even though he said I could. They were beautiful. Black as night, and they had a shimmer to them, like an oil slick shimmers in the sun. And they were so big. When he spread them out completely, they were as wide as the living room.

When I asked if they were heavy, he said it was a weight he had grown accustomed to, and so it didn't feel heavy for him.

After breakfast (two 5-egg omelets, absolutely loaded with toppings!), he asked if there were any pants he could borrow. I was so caught up in trying to politely ignore his wings, that I was also ignoring the fact that he was practically naked. I was so embarrassed! He seemed to enjoy my discomfort.

I really must be losing it if being alone with a mostly-naked, extremely good looking guy in my home, who I had to patch up after who knows what happened to him, and oh yeah, has WINGS, wasn't sending me straight to the police. I found a pair of Dad's sweatpants that fit him pretty well. When I offered him one of Dad's t-shirts, he declined, saying he didn't want to ruin it by cutting slits for his wings. Jokingly, I offered one of my racerback tank tops, but he actually accepted! When I told him I only had pink workout tops, he shrugged and said he didn't mind.

So now he's wearing one of my hot pink racerback workout tops and Dad's favorite pair of sweatpants. The look is somehow making him even more sexy.

It was honestly pretty awkward at that point. I didn't know what to ask or say, and he seems to be a tall-dark-and-silent type, so he wasn't offering any conversation starters either. I broke the awkwardness by checking his bandages. I was amazed to see that some of his smaller wounds were already healed! He just gave some excuse that he's a fast healer. And honestly, it was easy to accept that excuse. Easier than trying to imagine how that level of healing was possible.