Post Finale (#Wattys2016)

Mommy and Daddy issues

A/N: Thank you everyone who has read this story. I know that it isn't many, but you guys are some of the best supporters. So far I like how this is going. If you have any ideas on what you think would happen in Chapter 6 or the rest of the story, just review or PM me, thanks and here's the story plus disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that are made up. ALL rights go Becca Fitzpatrick.

Patch POV:

SHIT...... Did Blythe have to do this now? I resisted the urge to run my hands through my hair. I also didn't trust myself to speak either. Dammit.... I now see where Nora gets her inquisitive side from.

"Patch? When are you planning to propose to my daughter?"

I looked her straight in the eyes which was the wrong thing to do. Nora's mother could talk up a storm, but when she gets demanding like this her eyes go cold and hard. Nora's does too, but just a tad bit softer. I could tell by her expression that she wasn't going to back down until she had an answer.

I sighed inwardly, "Tonight. As soon as she gets back from shopping and everything else she and Vee are doing."

"How are you going to do it?"

"I'm going to take her to dinner at one of the classier road-side restaurants, next take her to the movies, and then take her on a horse and cart tour around London's more historic areas, and then we are going to Kyoto Garden. I'm going to propose to her at the Garden. Is my plan satisfying to your preference, Ms. Grey?" I had some unusual feeling in my stomach. It was like it was mixed with Anxiousness and Acceptance. It was strange.

Blythe gave me a pointed look, "Your sarcasm is noted Patch. Although your schedule does not go along with your reputation. I would not have expected you to choose the things that you did. I must say, however. I am very impressed. How do you expect to pay for all of it?"

I let out a breath, "I had a good job, Ms. Grey," Actually I've just saved up all my money from the time I fell to now. This also means that I can practically open my own business with all my degrees and everything and still have thousands of dollars left over. Now, I'm not bragging, but most of my kind tends to spend every penny they have. I most certainly won't tell Ms. Grey that I've been on Earth since before the American Revolution. "The ring, however, is being personalized as we speak. I'm going to check in on it sometime around 3 or 4 o'clock."

"Where did you work?"

"I worked for a man, my father knew. It was a columnist job. It actually was a section off of the London Times. It paid well, but then I had to quit, because I was moving to the U.S. I got another job in California as a waiter at a Five Star restaurant." I danced my way around the truth of part of my past. The man was another fallen angel who fell when Lucifer knew, and well my 'father' was the very Lord himself.

Blythe continued driving until she got to my hotel, "What room number are you two in?"

"What?"

"What room number are you in? We are going to continue our talk, Patch, and then we are going to the Jewelers to look at the ring." Blythe stated as if it were obvious.

I am just going to say this now: I am royally screwed....

Vee POV:

Nora and I walked through the doors of the antique shop and heard a man's voice, "May I help you ladies?"

I swiveled on my heel and stared at the man behind the counter. It was him. I took in his features. Pale skin, bright blonde hair, bright green eyes, and a few scattered freckles around his nose. His build was muscular and he was lean and tall. He was maybe a few inches taller than me. His face was oval shaped and his nose looked exactly like mine. He looked like the male version of me, pretty much.

Nora muttered under her breath, "Holy Shit." Holy Shit was an understatement.

I tried to step forward but my feet weren't responding to my requests. But thankfully, Nora got over her shock and went right up to the man, "Hello, I'm looking for the owner of this place."

He smiled a small smile, "You're looking at him. Name's Xavier Danielson, how may I be of assistance to you two?"

Nora half turned towards me and gestured, "My friend got married yesterday, and I'm looking for a late wedding gift to give her before she and her husband go on their honeymoon." She was smooth with her words and she was lying through her teeth. Finally some of my awesomeness was sinking in.

The man winked, "Understandable, so what are you two looking for today?" He moved out from behind the counter and stood before us in a stance I knew very well. Dammit, Vee stop thinking about how similar you two are.

"Well, I was thinking something that has a vintage quality. Something that has character. If you know what I mean." Nora then mindspoke to me, 'He has the fallen angel vibe. He's definitely a fallen angel and just between you and me, I feel like I'm looking at the male version of you. It is so weird.'

I nodded my head, 'Tell me about it.'

Xavier walked us through the shop pointing out various items that were actually rather dull. One thing did catch my eye. It was a painting. A painting of a woman with light brown hair and green eyes. Her skin was a shade darker than my own. The woman resembled someone I knew. She kind of looked like my mom. But it was impossible.

Xavier came up beside me and gestured to the painting, "Beautiful isn't it?" I just nodded in response. He spoke up loud enough for both me and Nora to hear him, "You know girls, I didn't quite catch your names before."

Nora casually walked up to him and extended her arm, "Nora Grey and this is Vee Sky. Well Vee Kingsley." Xavier went to extend his hand but recoiled as she said her last name and my name. Guess we know who he is.

"Nora Grey? As in the Blackhand's daughter? And Vee Sky as in Pamela Sky's daughter?" Oh we definitely know who he is now. If he knew who Nora was and who my mother is then I guess we have the right guy.

Nora shared a look with me, 'Guess we have our guy. And why do all the Nephilim and fallen angels refer to me as that.'

I slightly shrugged, 'Yep, and babe, I have no idea either. The Blackhand is dead and his army is gone.'

A/N: And another chapter finished. Well there is Vee's point of view on the whole situation. Hope you liked!

foREVermine_5211 out, have a good day!

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