Mystery

Truth Comes to Light

"Vicky what are you talking about?" Tim ask as he shakes me lightly, I blink a few times as my eyes faded back to their original forest green as I said, "What?" "You just woke up out of breath and said war is coming." I move out of his grip and get out my sweat stained bed and make my way to the bathroom as I say, "It was just a bad dream." "It must have been one hell of a dream, you're still shaking."

He says as he follows me into the bathroom. I splash water on my face as I calm down, when I look back up in the mirror I see Tim still standing their with his arms crossed over his chest and a demanding look on his face, "What was you're dream about Vicky?" I turn around sharply and notice just how little space there is between us and also take I the fact that Tim is shirtless and slightly sweaty too.

"Where's you're shirt and why are you sweaty?" I ask out of curiosity and also in an attempt to try and change the subject of conversation. "I was in my room do—doing stuf—ff, never mind what I was doing! What was the dream about Vicky I don't want to have to ask again."

I raise my eyebrow still dwelling on the strangeness and vagueness of his answer as roll my eyes and walk out the bathroom and say, "Then don't ask again." He grabs my wrist and spins me around to face him as he says, "Hey, talk to me something's up and whatever it is, is messing with you so talk to me." "You'll think I'm crazy Timmy." He looks at me curiously and then says, "We've know each other long enough that I already know you're crazy..." we both let out light laughs as he continues to say, "So just talk to me."

I nod my head and we walk over to my bed as I bring my legs up to my chest and hug them, "Do you believe in Angels Timmy?" he looks at me shocked for a second then slowly nods his head and I continue on, "Well I've been having these vision or dreams maybe and most of them have involved this Angel..." I trail off as I look at Tim who's just sitting there listening intently, let out a heavy sigh and continue.

"She first told me something was coming and that I would be changing and then she gave me warning and then two nights ago..." I stop myself, as I look at Tim with fear in my eyes thinking about what I was about to say next, "Vicky what happened two nights ago?" "Well I did, I changed like she said I would and I don't know how exactly Tim but I'm part Angel." I get off the bed and being to pace back and forth as a ramble out the next part.

"And I had wings and my hair glowed and my eyes! And there was this double bladed sword and I had on this warrior outfit and while I was terrified and totally freaked out it was also kind of awesome but I don't know what's happening to me or what's coming I just know it not good, whatever they're planning isn't going to be good Timmy."

I stop talking and stop moving as I look back at Timmy and see him with his head in his hands, as he gets up and looks at the ceiling and says, "Well Shit." "That's not what I was expecting but at least you're not freaking out, wait why aren't you freaking out?" I say look at him curiously

"Vicky there's a lot you don't know, a lot that needs to be explained—" he says with he back towards me but I cut him off and say, "Timmy why the hell aren't you freaking out?!" he lets out a heavy sigh turns around with his eyes closed and says, "Because I'm part Angel too Vicky." Then he opens his eyes showing them to be mesmerizing white. I look at for a moment then thinking about what I could say but all that comes out is, "Well Shit."

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3 hours later and Tim and I are still sitting on my bed talking about everything, all the dreams we've had and everything that's happened to us. "So you're telling me that the better half of you're time in Colombia was spent looking and search for clue's as to whatever war these angels that visited us are talking about?" he nods his head and says, "But I never had a dream where I had a dream or vision where I encountered a demon especially one who says he recently lost his good wings." "Well how did you keep this from your dad." I ask thinking of my own father

"Oh I didn't in fact he knew more about what to do and how to train me than I did." "What? But how was he okay with all of this." "Because of his job..." "But he works for the FBI." "Uhh kind of... not really... okay not at all." Tim confessed as he hides his face, "What? Then who the hell does he work for that causes him to have known about a war between heaven and hell for the safety of earth!" Tim looks up at me and take in a deep breath just as he was about to speak my dad comes into my room and says, "The same job as me honey."

With confusion and anger rising in me I stand in front of my father and ask, "And what job is that?" "Well we're supernatural agents." "Super what! No No this cant be true I've been to the office. That office is the reason we moved out here!" "Well kind of..." "KIND OF!" I yell while throwing my arms up, as Rick comes into the room, "Look Vicky baby, you're farther and I are supernatural agents shocking but true, you have now evolved into part angel yes? Also true not as shocking, we're gonna give it to you straight because you've been in the dark about all of this long enough okay?" I look between Tim, Rick, and my Father then say, "Okay."

"So lets start from the beginning shall we?" says my dad as he takes a stand beside Rick who says, "Tim you're gonna want to sit down too, there's a few things that you don't know too." With a slightly hurt and confused expression on his face he takes a seat on my bed next to me as my father and Rick begin to explain this huge confusing mess.

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again sorry for another short one babies