Retribution and Sins

Chapter 7

Sunlight streamed through the curtains of Azrael's apartment. The warm sun was a welcome change from the cold, misty rain that

Had dominated the weather. The one thing about London, Azrael did not like was all this rain. Cloudiness, yes, rain, no. Nothing like feeling

Like a wet dog...or smelling like one. Since most of her coats for daytime had fur on them.

 Azrael smiled letting the sun work its magic. Her eyes fluttered open, and she cat stretched, feeling more alive, in fact she felt as if

She was glowing from the inside out. "Why do I feel so good, so alive?" Azrael asked herself. She turned slightly over in the bed, and realized

That she was not alone.

 Adam lay right beside her, stone cold, and naked. He was in his Death Sleep.

 Azrael jumped from the bed in horror. Her legs shaking. She realized that she too, was wearing very little. There was also a wetness

In her womanly core, that she had not felt for a while. "Oh no. What did we do?" She realized that it was what had happened the night before,

That had caused her special feelings. She looked down at Adam's sleeping form, how chiselled he is, how he makes me feel....oh this is

Crazy.....this is ENOUGH! Azrael shed what was left of her clothes, and ran a shower, she wept hard, and she was a Crusader, not a woman in love,

And certainly not in love with Vampire. She was not buffy. He was no Angel, and he was definitely not Spike. She knew she had to get this

Notion out of her head, and get back to business, The Mission! She touched the Rosary on her mirror, tears in her eyes. She dressed in her

Sunday finest, took one last look at Adam with tear filled eyes, and walked out the door.

Inside the cathedral, the priest busied himself with practicing his sermon for Mass. He did not notice that he had an audience. It