Watching Over You

Chapter 8

Magnus and Michael have been hiding away working on the watchamacallit for hours. I have been thinking endlessly about what else I could have done, I still have no solution- and what I will do and say when I go back. It really all depends on how this potion works. I sense Michael returning and hurry sit up straight in the chair I was practically laying on.

"So...any luck so far with this ancient magical potion of yours?" I ask.

"It's not magic" he growls but with an undertone of laughter. He hates that people think Angels are or have magic and he has told me as much on several occasions, but now I use the word 'magic' as often as possible just to lighten the atmosphere and keep a steady joke going that I know gets slightly under his skin. "But yes, Magnus is going to finish it all up while you and I get busy. The Nephilim you are going to be around are some of the most wary and perceptive people you might ever meet-well you probably have and will but a standard human wouldn't meet more cautious people in their lifetime. But they are suspicious and you need to be able to earn their trust and keep their suspicions at bay. I'm not sure if you can play the mundane card again. We are going to work on some talents that most minor Angels have." He seems unsure towards the end of his explanation.

"Most?" I ask. "I'm not an average 'minor' Angel. If normal ones can't do it then how could I?"

"Relax, the there are only a few who can't control their powers and those few each had something better and bigger built for them. But you will be able to do this. You are probably stronger and will have an easier time with these abilities than most. I am certain you will be able to get through the basics, come, there's an area where we can go try some things with no mundanes or even Nephilim to worry you."

"Michael, where is this place? Is it still here on Earth or," I pause to swallow but he doesn't let me continue.

"Relax Jessie, we aren't going up there either, I mean we could have you go and show off your inborn talent in front of all the other Angels who you get along with oh so well." He teases poking my side. We laugh a little but when he hears me take a deep breath he stops immediately. "No it's just a special glamour type thing a little ways North the entrance to the Seelie Court." I nod and he reaches out for my hand which I take without hesitation. He closes his eyes for a short instant, breathes in and when he breathes out he opens his eyes and releases my hand when we are in an open grassy area with a few trees planted artfully around the area.

"So, what do you say we find out why you can do?" He asks. I nod my head carefully. "Let's start with the most difficult tasks to see just how much you can already do but don't realize. What you need to do is clear your head. I want you to pick one object and repeat that objects name over and over in your mind. Deep breaths the whole time. Only think about that thing." He tells me. I am not sure why, but the first thing that comes to mind is a candle. But I do as he says ...candle...breathe in...candle...breathe out...candle...breathe in....candle...breathe out. I slowly an image of a brightly lit purple candle fades into my mind and all other thoughts leave. Suddenly I feel something hit my hand, my concentration is broken and I snap my eyes open to look down expecting Michael to have done something. Instead I see a purple candle identical to the one I just invented in my head.
"Woah." I whisper. Michael nods in appreciation.

"That is amazing. I knew you were strong but...this is unbelievable. You have never seen this before have you?" He asks but quickly retracts his question. "Never mind. I just saw you create it." I tilt my head trying to understand. "Another skill is that I can listen in on thoughts. Only one person at a time and you can only listen for so long as it takes an immense amount of energy. Speaking of which, how are you feeling?" He asks me.

"Surprised?" I ask not sure what he means.

"Well yeah, but physically, your head, or are you tired or hungry?" I don't understand.