Transcendental.

The Fallen.

Weeks later, Lena was working on a case, which led her to a broken down dusted barn.
She walked in as dust particles filled the air, her nose scrunching.

People had been hearing voices in there, and bright lights.

She just wanted to check it out, to see if it was a ghost, or anything really, she would take anything at this point.
Walking in further, she noticed footsteps, and she noticed how fast they were... THEY WERE RUNNING.
She made her way behind some weird broken table to hide, as she slides her knife out, cautious.

She saw a man, who looked like he was about Luci's age, which was weird.
He was too young to be here.
When the man turned his head, it revealed to be... Luci-?
Wait, he's supposed to be dead.
He isn't supposed to be here-?
Who is he?
He isn't my cousin, he's someone else.
That's not Luci, that's a shape-shifter.

She lunged out and nearly stabbed the man, before he dodged, grabbing Lena's arm, yelling.
He stared at Lena in utter shock, as Lena didn't shape away her look of frustration and anger, pure hate.
"LENA, IT'S ME!"
"THERE'S NO WAY YOU WOULD BE ALIVE, LUCI WAS TORN TO PIECES!"
Luci looked at Lena with sorrow.

"I... I can prove it! My dads name is Tony Flores, I was born in Florida, my favorite singer is lady gaga, even though I lie and say its slipknot, all the damn time!!"

Lena's grip on the knife softened, as her eyes lit up, a smile placed on her face as she hugs Luci tightly.
Luci reluctant to, but hugs back just as tight, his face showing nothing but sorrow.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened... I wanted to find you sooner!"
Luci says, his breathing became a bit more trembled.

An hour later.

They break from their hug and talk, as Lena sniffed, and they made their way to Luci's car.
He smiled and walked in, breathing in as he smiled again, driving off as music played softly, Lena sleeping, as crying helped her pass out easily-