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Worlds Apart

By Scott Rinehart All Rights Reserved ©

Romance / Fantasy

Chapter 1

Raziel, the Keeper of Secrets was not himself anymore. He had obeyed the Laws of God pertaining to angels and humans, and it had hurt him to his very own angelic soul. He had hidden away his feelings for the NSA agent known as Cassandra Covert, but she was as skilled in investigation as she was in remote viewing, and she discovered his secret. The Keeper of Secrets couldn’t even protect his own. What made it worse was having to deny her access to the Akashic Record and removing her ability to get there.

Without her ability she was transferred to another department as an analyst. He still watched over her, because despite the rules he didn’t break, she still possessed his heart. As odd as it may sound that an angel would love a mortal, it must sound stranger that one might stalk a mortal, but it was done out of love and concern, and the rules are different for the Heavenly. If you stop believing in God, do either He or your guardian angel stop watching you, despite their love for you?

Cassandra felt wasted in her current position, but still excelled at the work, and she had not forgotten him either. Several attempts were made to reach the Record, to no avail. This wasn’t a great time to be in the NSA. Being caught spying on Republicans was one black eye, and Edward Snowden was another. 7 million to 20 million undocumented illegal aliens in the United States, and the arrival of Syrian refugees that no one could get proper backgrounds on, made it worse.

Part of her job as an analyst was to compile data and determine possible threat scenarios that could happen due the influx of potential terrorists. You don’t just invite strangers into your home knowing you don’t know them well enough to trust them. During the end of Summer and all throughout Fall she had been locating ISIS and Al Qaeda members in the US, with plans to destroy the American way of life.

Raziel had been busy himself, mostly trying to keep his heart and mind off of her, and had only casually observed her on Christmas as she sobbed uncontrollably on her couch with her cat Frosty, as she watched It’s a Wonderful Life. Not the best choice of Christmas movie for a girl in love with an angel. But he had missed her department Christmas party, where she was asked out by fellow analyst Craig Shoemaker. He had missed the dates they had gone on prior to Christmas, when he had to go to California to visit his folks.

Cassandra and Craig had started to get a little closer the night they saw Star Wars: The Force Awakens, and now New Year’s Day, 1 January 2016 at 0139 hours he checked in on her again. What had been happiness for her having found someone became an invisible sword piercing his heart.

In an instant he was in her bedroom standing over their sleeping bodies in his battle armor. The hurt was now rage, and sword in hand he knew he could slice both bodies in two with a single stroke. But one of the sleeping bodies was Cassandra or Michelle if you used her real name. He could not, would not ever harm her intentionally. Raziel turned and disappeared, reappearing over the city of Wilmington, Delaware, one hour before, and a single angel feather short from the trip.

Here in Wilmington an ISIS cell had smuggled an outdated Soviet suitcase nuke to the very crowded Riverfront. Cassandra had been tracking them, but was told they didn’t seem to be a serious enough threat to worry about, despite her protests. Raziel, due to his position was not supposed to intervene, but this time was out to make an exception. Those that witnesses the angel swoop out of the night sky, stab the roof of the Mazda minivan with a sword, and fly off towards New Jersey with it were either drunk, or thought they were.

He got tired of carrying the evil bastards somewhere over the Atlantic and dropped them into the ocean from two miles up. Even this did not stop the hurting, just the anger, and within seconds he was back in the Record, more miserable than ever. When you love someone and sacrifice your own happiness for their sake and that of your own destiny, it is never easy. And being happy for them while you physically feel your own heart breaking is even harder, but that is what Raziel had to do. And the angel wept.

Later that morning Cassandra woke as she felt Craig getting out of bed, but chose to lay there a bit longer, knowing that moving on was the right thing to do, but feeling guilty for it even more. As she began crying so did the sky above Washington D.C. and the surrounding areas. She put her feet on the floor and almost immediately noticed the very large white feather lying on the carpet. She went to it instantly, picked it up, and recognized it as Raziel’s. It even smelled like him. She rushed out onto the balcony in the rain wearing the robe she grabbed on the way to the door. Looking up into the sky, she noticed that there weren’t any clouds, and plenty of rain, and even the rain had that near honey scent that reminded her of him.

“What are you doing out there? The shower is in the bathroom. And I don’t think it was supposed to rain today. Come back in and dry off, I made us coffee.” Craig said.

She heard him, and did as he suggested, but her mind was somewhere else, on someone else. How was she ever supposed to get on with her life, if he was still a part of it? How would ever get on with his, when all he did was remember everything? They could never be together when the rules made by God said they couldn’t. These rules had existed before man stepped foot upon the Earth, and God was not going to change the rules for them. And yet he was the only one that could.

Later that day, after Craig had gone, Michelle sank to her knees and prayed.

“God, I know that what I’m asking for is forbidden. I know that angels and humans aren’t allowed to have sex and children, but what harm could there be in us just loving each other? You must know by now that I love Raziel and that he loves me. The fact that he is an angel as old as Creation doesn’t bother me, and it doesn’t bother him. The only problem is that it goes against your laws. We are told that homosexuality goes against your laws too, but we are also told that love doesn’t recognize gender. And you have yet to punish homosexuals. We know that love doesn’t recognize religion, nationality, race or age. Why does love have to recognize between the Heavenly and the Earthly? Why do Raziel and I have to suffer? No one on Earth should have to be without the love they desire. Please God, bring us together.” Michelle asked of God.

Although Raziel had tried to keep God from knowing his feelings for Cassandra, God knew anyway, and watched as you might watch a soap opera. He felt the pain Raziel felt even before his latest outburst, and how could God possibly miss the deaths of the ISIS terrorists or the angelic Sun shower. No, God knew everything that had transpired. And He was moved by Michelle’s prayer, but rules are made for a reason, and those reasons when they belong to God will not change, and the laws won’t change. But God had other plans.

The following Monday Cassandra was told she was needed on the ground in Tel Aviv by Wednesday to assess information that the Mossad wanted to share with the United States. She went home and packed and planned on an early dinner with Craig at Washington Dulles IAD Airport, before her departure. And so the wheels of God’s plan were set in motion.


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