Angels and Demons
Pax lay invisibly across my bed. The indentation of his energy was hard to miss. I changed and got ready to collect Henry from the White. Malou set a pile of my clean clothes on the dresser. She obviously missed the huge demon energy asleep next to me.
The garage held several trucks and one passenger car. I grabbed the keys for the four-door Chevy and supplies for Henry before starting down the road.
The gas tank was full. My phone found a good route to the forest entrance. Scanning through the few radio stations available, ‘Dust in the Wind’ started playing—Leo’s go-to shower song.
Fate is an evil, spiteful bitch.
The drive gave me time to think. By the time I reached the parking lot, my mother had texted twice, asking when we would arrive for breakfast. I ignored her in favor of cultivating a happy disposition to greet Henry.
The parking lot was completely empty when I arrived. I stretched, collecting the towel and aloe mixture I brought for Henry before walking into the forest.
In a hazy, opaque image in my mind, I could see Henry hovering in the White smiling. I got the impression he knew I was close.
“I’m on my way to you now,” I said out loud. The opening wasn’t glowing, but I was allowed to walk inside anyway.
Henry walked into the White and folded his wings behind him.
“Oh no, you don’t. I want to see it all. Spread ’em out and twirl around for me, Sexy.” His skin radiated with a golden glow, just like his smile.
Henry laughed. “I’m so happy you survived. I was worried about you.” He hugged me. His body vibrated under my touch. My hands felt magnetic.
“It’s so weird. The magnetic tingle only happens when you’re around.”
“Yes, we create a connection. I’m grateful for it.” Henry took a deep breath. “Should we walk out now?”
“I’m only here for you. Are you ready to leave? I heard they burn off.” I ran my hand over the edge of Henry’s soft wings.
“Yes, they do.” Henry sighed and extended his hand toward the entrance.
Exiting the White wasn’t as nauseating as my previous trips inside. Henry emerged shirtless, wearing only the drawstring pants Malou’s coven supplied him with days ago. He spread his wings out and readied himself for the pain.
I put my hands on either side of his face. “Just breathe. It will be over soon.” He nodded and grabbed my forearms tightly to steady himself.
The morning sun sought him out through the thick tree line. The flames started at the white tips of his wings and quickly burned all the way to the skin on his back. I poured the cold gel on the towel and pressed it to Henry’s shoulder blades. He closed his eyes and relaxed.
“That is some good stuff,” he moaned.
“Malou’s special recipe. Wouldn’t doubt if she used cocaine.”
“I don’t really care what she used. Come back here so I can look at you in the sunlight.” I took the towel off his back and stood in front of him. “My sight will fade any second.”
“It’s okay, Sweetheart. Just breathe.” I smiled and took his hands in mine. He squeezed harder and harder until the look on his face turned blank.
“There we go. Back to normal.” I draped the wet towel over Henry’s shoulders and hugged my arm around his waist.
“I’ve got a bottle of water for you in my hand.”
“Thanks.” Henry took a short drink and then downed the rest of the bottle. “God, I’m so hungry. Can we hit a drive-through?”
“My parents are expecting us for breakfast steaks. Does that sound good?”
“Oh, hell yeah, that’s perfect.”
“Good, we have clean clothes for you from the last time you were in the world waiting in my room.” I led Henry to the parking lot and set him in the car.
“Where’s Leo?” he asked with an urgent tone.
“He’s in the Grove recovering still.”
“I assumed he would be out by now.”
“It’s only been a few days. I hope to go back in to visit soon.”
“Back in?” I took a deep breath and gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Oh, that’s not good. What happened?” I recapped my days since he saw me last.
“Jesus, I leave you alone for a few days, and all hell breaks loose.”
I laughed. “Yes, it seems that way.”
We arrived at my parent’s ranch to the smell of meat cooking on the grill. A smile spread across Henry’s face. It was hard to sulk over my situation with his enthusiasm for life staring me in the face.
My mother was her usual fake cheerful self. My father plated potatoes and eggs and thick steaks. I took a moment to cut up Henry’s steak and tell him how the food was situated before pouring myself a tall cup of coffee. I wasn’t terribly hungry.
After breakfast, we headed upstairs to change before the drive home. Henry got in the shower and stood under the hot water. The wounds from his wings burning off were bright, angry pink, but they didn’t seem to bother him. Sitting at my desk, I thought about how much pain he endured in his short life and hung my head in my hands.
“Hey, you haven’t mentioned Dagen.”
“Not much to mention.” I closed the lid on the toilet and sat while Henry showered. I pulled a new toothbrush from the cabinet and loaded it with toothpaste handing it to him.
“So, what’s the problem?” he mumbled.
“I’m not sure anymore, but I have more pressing matters to deal with. My internship starts in a few days, and I don’t have a place to stay yet.”
“You need to find a place or call Chris and have her start looking. Hey, he’s not mad about me, I hope.”
“Honestly, I don’t know. So, do you want to head straight back to your townhouse after we’re done here?”
“Can you tell me if this bottle is shampoo? It smells like shampoo.” I opened the shower door and was quickly snatched into the warm water.
Henry held me tightly and inhaled my neck. Pulling my wet shirt off, he ran his warms hands over my back, bringing my face close to his. I could feel his warm breath on my neck and his chest on mine. His face skimmed the side of my cheek as he smiled.
He fumbled for my jeans. I pushed off my shoes and unzipped my soaked pants. He pushed them to the floor. I pulled my feet out of the wet mess of fabric, trying not to fall in the slippery space. Henry seized my foot and slid his soapy hands from my ankle to my thigh. My underwear slid off easily by comparison.
I put my face under the water and smoothed my hands over my hair. Henry kissed my stomach on his way up toward my mouth. I ran my hand down his chest and found him pleasantly excited.
Finally, he kissed me and slid his thigh between my legs. His hot tongue caresses mine while I found the perfect muscle on his leg to grind. He wrapped his strong arms around me, squeezing my body against his.
“Come on, baby. Cum for me.” I buried my face in his shoulder and did as I was told. I kissed him hungrily and rinsed off in the warm water. “Seriously, though. Is this shampoo?”
“Oh my God, give me that bottle. This is the shampoo.” I laughed and handed him a bottle of tea tree scented shampoo.
“You seemed a little grumpy. I thought you could use a shower pick-me-up.” I laughed and kissed him while I ran conditioner through my hair. His release didn’t take but a moment in my slippery hands.
“I love the sounds you make.” Henry wrapped a towel around his waist and snickered.
“I can stay, you know. I don’t need to go right back,” he confessed in a hushed voice.
“You’re happy in the White. I can see it. I’m not selfish enough to ask you to stay where you aren’t happy. I know it has nothing to do with me. It is what it is. You’re an angel.”
“I miss you when I remember my human life. I miss you so bad it’s hard not to walk out and try to find you.” I hugged him and felt the magnetic pull fill the narrow spaces of air between us.
“I thought you were an all-knowing angel while you’re inside.”
“Now that I know what it means to be human. I know more than I ever did before. I know what I’m missing while I spend my days killing things that should never step foot in your world. The mission in the Yolk will never end. I want you fighting with me, but I don’t want you to get hurt again.”
“I’m recovering well, but I’m not back to full capacity yet. I can’t fight for a few days, but I can visit you.”
“I don’t have a shower or a bed or a human body in the White. I literally burn to come out into the world. I don’t know if it’s worth going back inside without you.”
“We can take a few days to figure it out. I’ll ask Chris to find me an apartment, so I have more time with you while you decide, but you need to tell your office something. They will send out a search party soon.” Henry nodded, agreeing with my assessment.
We talked about the excuse Chris texted to Henry’s office. She blamed his missed days on illness, but illness would only last so long.
I found some old clothes that still fit hanging in my closet. I packed a bag and took my wet clothes to the washing machine. Once Henry was ready to leave, we gathered our overnight bags and headed to the car.
My parents have a noticeably different reaction to Henry by my side. The fact he’s an angel seems to give him preference over Dagen and even Leo.
Henry doesn’t belong on this plane. I know it. I have no delusions of him staying. I just need to let him figure that out for himself, so I can take him back home to the White with a clear conscience.
On the drive back, we talked about his angelic brothers and how much they encouraged him to explore the human world while he could.
“Selaphiel was not for me going back. He counseled me to stay and keep up the battle pressure, but Jehudiel and Jeremiel were excited for me to return to you. They’ll grill me for information when I get back.”
“Do they call you Henry?”
“No, it took me some time to get used to my name, Barachiel.”
“Barachiel. Hmm, I think Henry fits you better.” he slid his hand underneath mine, pressing the back of my hand to his face.
“Your name sounds angelic, Alerie.”
“Oh, I’m no angel. I miss you. Things happen, and I want to tell you, but I can’t. I’m okay with all this because I know you’re happy and safe with your brothers.”
“My brothers claim once my human body dies, I won’t miss the earthly plane anymore. We’ll have to wait and see if that includes how badly I miss you.”