Chapter XVII

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Angel leaned against the faded white siding of Gadreel's house watching Dustyn and Michael sparring. Although, the young man's new body was not nearly as nice as his Heavenly one, it was still something to admire. She watched him remove his t-shirt and noted a tattoo running vertically down his body's right side. It said, 'HONOR' in old English lettering. She could only imagine what the verbal intentions of the body's original spiritual operator were in regards to the ink, so, she just chalked it up as another mystery never to be answered.

"You like him," Danny said, walking up beside the girl. "I can see it."

"Stop it, Danny," she replied and slapped him on the arm.

"That nipplewiper ain't so bad, you know."

Angel giggled. "You and your goofy namecallin'. Where do you get all that?"

"Gift from God?" he asked.

The former cheerleader rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

"Hey, can I ask you somethin', Angel?"

"Sure, what is it?" she replied, momentarily taking her eyes from Dustyn and placing them on Danny.

"What do you remember about the night we died?" the truck driver asked.

"Ummm, I was driving down Highway 26, jamming out to this song, Into You, then my stereo went crazy. I looked down for a second to adjust it...when I looked up, boom! The next thing I knew I was in the hospital floating above my body." Angel noticed a growing look of concern forming on Danny's face. "Why? What's the matter?"

"I don't think us dying was all Dustyn's fault," he replied.

"Yeah? I thought you said he hit you head on? He even admitted to texting," Angel said.

Danny glanced over at Dustyn who was performing some crazy acrobatic maneuver, attempting to avoid Michael's aggressive advances. "Did you see that? Damn, that kid is amazing!"

"Yes, I've been watching him, now, what are you saying, Danny?"

"Well, when we were in Heaven, right after Eve showed up, my mind kept wandering back to the accident. I..."

"Everybody, zap to the warehouse! Now! Go!" Gadreel shouted as he ran around the side of the house.

"I'll tell Carter!" Michael yelled, then vanished.

Dustyn disappeared immediately following the Archangel.

Danny and Angel looked at each other and they too, transported to the dark, damp warehouse across town.

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"What the hell was that?" Carter asked angrily and stretched. "I was trying to take a damn nap."

"Grigori," Michael said, flashing into the room behind him.

Gadreel came in after the Fallen Archangel. "Lots of them, and they had that damn Nazi with them, too. They were evidently looking for us."

Dustyn perked up, but Carter cock-blocked him. "Calm down, Dusty, I can already hear them nerdy wheels spinning around in your head."

"Which Nazi? Please say Hitler..." Dustyn said, trying to contain his excitement. "Please, say Hitler..." he whispered once more and crossed his fingers behind his back.

"Not quite, my little Trekkie friend. Himmler."

"Hell yeah, that's close-a-damn 'nuff!" Dustyn did a fist pump. "I am going to run out of things on my geeky stuff-to-do-in-the-afterlife checklist. Fight a Nazi, check!"

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