Normal (Book One)

Thirteen

I felt like I had had the worst sleep of my life. In fact, I felt I had had no sleep at all. I coughed and felt pain shoot through my body. A hand lightly touched my face, without burning it, and then I felt something cold against my skin, cold and yet, soft and gentle. I tried to open my eyes, but they barely could. Who ever was there shifted. Racheal? Are you awake? they asked in communication. My heart lost a beat. Not out of fear, but out of joy. I knew that voice and it was somebody I liked. Abby? Is this a dream as well? I asked, knowing I could not even speak. I could hardly move as it was. No sweety. It's real. You're home. You're safe. Abby told me, joy in her tone, but I could tell she was trying to hold back getting to emotional about it.

If I could have moved, if I could have opened my eyes, I was sure I would be jumping around crying. Only I was still so sore and in pain. I wanted to talk more, to make sure this was real. Michael? Who was he? I asked her, the first thing that came to mind. I heard Abby breath a relaxed breath, could almost sense her smile and happiness. You know the stories of certain Angel's right? He is THE Angel Michael. The Archangel, she told me. I was stunned. I did not even think that had been possible. One of the head Angels... had saved me. No wonder Beth had no grounds on him, no wonder he had gotten through their blocks and had been able to get to me. I heard.... things... I don't know. He did something? I questioned and I heard Abby laugh a little in enjoyment, as if this was a good thing. He kind of destroyed one of their bases that some of the demon's stayed. Kyle and his mother went to inspect, and that's when he got you out. Michael is amazing! It was the first time I have actually gotten to meet him in person. We all know about him. He's a legend, like GOD himself. Abby explained to me, full of details about who Michael was.

I remembered a few things about him, things I have read in books, online and what the bible said about him. He was described as 'who is like God'. He was classed as a Prince himself an Angel Prince. There was much said about him, but one thing I knew, just from understanding who he was, Michael was strong and even the demons were afraid of him, they could not beat him, as he had them many times. I was thankful to Michael, for getting me out, thankful he had been there to help me. Thankyou, I spoke, to for Abby, but for him, incase he could hear, as I slowly fell into another well of sleep.

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The next time I woke, I was able to open my eyes a little more, and move parts of my body, but I knew I was nowhere near capable of handling anything on my own. Abby was not there this time, but through the small visual I was getting, I could see two other people nearby. Alex, and my mother. She noticed my slight awakeness and almost jumped on the bed over me, but then she remembered and held back, her face thin and white, she was still very worried about me. "Oh my baby girl!" she whispered, "I am so so so thankful to have you back. Oh darling, I was going crazy scared they were going to kill you." she gashed out all at once. I knew she meant well, and I felt ever so bad for not telling her anything but how could you explain something to somebody who had always told you they did not believe in the supernatural. "I'm ok." I said in a weak voice, barely able to move my mouth. I spotted Alex move forward, placing a hand on my forehead. "I have been trying to heal you faster then your body wants to heal. It's been hard. Injuries caused by demons are harder, and being Kyle.... I am sorry." he explained, I shook my head and smiled. I told him not to be sorry, it is not his fault. Alex smiled at that and looked to my mother. "See how strong she is. I told you, she would kick butt." he laughed. My mother nodded. She knew this already, for all the things we have been through.

"Rachael, somebody is here to speak with you. Do you think you are strong enough?" Alex asked, looking at me in a serious way. I nodded. I still felt weak and tired, but I was sure I would be ok. My mother stood up, and I turned my head ever so slightly to watch as she started to walk out of the room. Alex stayed, but moved away from the bed. Just as my mother reached the door, it opened and another figure walked in. I knew it right away, who they were. Strong, tall, able. Compelling features, even more so then when I had first met Abby and Gabe. It was Michael. The image of my mother however, crossed my path. She at first was looking at him like she was stunned and drawn in by Michaels presence. Then she paused, shook her head and looked back, as he came closer to the bed. She was frozen in the door for a moment or two, before she shook her head again and left, closing the door.