Retribution and Sins

Part 12

Strangely enough Azrael was sleeping like a baby despite what had happened to her earlier. She had only tossed once.

The hot bath

Anthony had prepared for her worked wonders.

Quickly, she fell into a deep sleep. Soon, she would wish she was awake, wide awake.

Azrael felt the covers being gently pulled back from her naked body.

She stirred slightly, moaning, as a breeze from the windows

Made everything on her body stand on notice.

A figure walked from the shadows covering her body with his own.

He rubbed her hair and

Nuzzled her cheek, whispering words of love in her ear.

She moaned again, inviting him to kiss her deeply.

She arched up to meet his whole

Body, wanting him to touch her, wanting him to.....enter her.

He wrapped her legs around his waist, and slid into her warm, wet folds.

Holding her tightly, he rode with her, moving slowly feeling each thrust, filling her to the brim, as she came.

Smiling at her with love in his

Eyes, he said, "I love you Azrael." "I love you too, Adam" Azrael, replied with love in her voice.

Azrael sat up with a start, sweat dripping everywhere from her body.

If there was a breeze it was gone now. For she noticed it was

Daylight now.

She realized that not everywhere there was sweat on her body. She reached down between her legs and felt that her dream had

Produced wetness.

She touched her throbbing, wet clit, and moaned, "Adam". She came again. Oh, how she wanted him. In dream, in fantasy,

In reality.

She wanted him. She fell back in the bed, and started sobbing again.

As if things weren't bad enough, her cell phone rang. Against her better judgement, she picked it up.

It was Johnathan.

"Feeling better today, my pet?" Johnathan asked, sounding sarcastically endearing.

"A little." Azrael answered, holding back a sniffle.

"Good." he said, ignoring her pain. "I need you to pay us a little visit as soon as you can make yourself presentable, my dear."

"I will be there in a few." Azrael, replied.

She knew what he meant by his quiet demeanor. This was the quiet before the storm.

"I knew you would say that. That's a good dear." He hung up.

Azrael threw the phone on the bed and jumped in the shower. She thought the shower would help, but it didn't. All she was getting

Was flash backs of her night with Adam. Then her body would ache for his touch, his kiss, then....oh God....she wanted more of him. Her body

Was pulsating inside, as she felt herself come again.

Falling to her knees, she sobbed letting the shower wash her sorrows down the drain for a

Few minutes. After a vigorous dry off, make up job, and dressing in one of her smartest outfits, she heads off to the Council Quarters,

Wondering what Johnathan has in store for her.

Johnathan sat nervously in his chair, fumbling with the reports, pictures, and other miscellaneous items that were gathered in front

Of him. He was hurt, betrayed, and angry, that one of his own children could defile themselves like this. Ruin their reputation, more importantly,

Ruin their reputations as hunters. He in frustration, threw the papers in the floor, and asked that they be removed. He would do without

Them. He would do the one thing he didn't want to do.

Azrael walked into the council door carefully, and down the internal steps quietly. She did not see any other hunters around which

Was unusual. They were either in the classrooms, on the training grounds, or on the job. But, usually there were some hanging around. Now,

She was really nervous. She went into the conference room, where Johnathan sat alone. The expression on his face grim.

"Come in dear. Sit, please. "Johnathan urged her.

Azrael sat down opposite Johnathan.

"You know why you are here?" Johnathan asked her in a low tone.

"I have an idea, yes." Azrael answered, nervously.

"I am very disappointed in you." Johnathan said. Tears in his eyes. "Not angry. Disappointed. My own hunter-daughter."

"I'm sorry." Was all Azrael could muster, as tears flowed down her face. "It all happened so fast. I was weak."

"I should say you were! Very WEAK!!!" Johnathan yelled. "To allow yourself to be defiled in this way!"

"I said I was sorry!!" Azrael yelled back! But, it was not enough.

"You were given one task to do. Follow The Mission! Kill the Vampire. You failed!" he reminded her.

"Instead you fall in love with him, and

Make love to him, defiling yourself. I'm afraid, my dear, there is one course open to me."

"Please, Johnathan, I beg you. Give me one more chance." Azrael begged.

"I'm afraid not, my dear. You're in love with him. That cannot be tolerated. My dear, your services as a hunter in this Council, are no longer

Required." Johnathan stated. "As of today, you are excommunicated from the Vatican chapter of the Roman Catholic Church. You are to

Surrender all those weapons and stations that belong to the Catholic Church to me immediately."

Azrael fell to the floor in a heap crying, taking Johnathan's hand.

She could not believe her ears. This could not be happening to her.

How could she lose her station, her job, and her lover, in less than 24 house? All this she was thinking as she was packing her weapons. She

Packed all her weapons, except the few that were of her making, The Chains of Hades Sickle, Bitch and Complain, her Sais, and a few other

Stakes, and things. Packing the weapons in her satchel she crept down the back stairs and out through the underground tunnels. She made her

Way to the Catholic Church. She found the office of Father Dimitri, and left him a note on his desk. He would be her first trip tomorrow

Morning.

Tonight though, the hunt must go on, only.....she now would be a rogue hunter.....and be alone.