Nephilum

Chapter 26

I was startled out of my reverie by a sudden knock on my door. I blinked in surprise before once again wiping at my face. "Come in." I called.

Sam walked in, a bowl or soup and a pair of glasses in her hands. "I thought you might want to see today." She said lightly as she gave me a concerned once over. I smiled slightly at her and took the glasses, placing them on my face. They were my back up glasses from my house.

"How did you get these?" I asked as I took the bowl of soup from her. My stomach growled. I was suddenly starving. I hadn't eaten in over fifteen hours. I sat on the bed and Sam followed me.

"Derek went to get them for you." She smiled slightly when she said his name and I felt my eyes narrow. My best friend senses were tingling.

"You like him, don't you?" I questioned her curiously.

She instantly blushed and looked up at me. Yep, she totally likes him.

I smiled. "You and him would be cute together."

She rolled her eyes.

"How's James?" I asked abruptly after a moment of silence. Her face instantly fell and I knew it couldn't be good.

"He's looking a little better, but it isn't good. Derek said he lost a lot of blood. He said that it wasn't necessarily the knife that was the worst. It was the hike out of the range of the warding and the trip here. It took a lot out of him."

I nodded. Then a thought struck me. I furrowed my brows.

"I thought angels were indestructible?"

Sam sighed. A sign that she was about to go on a spiel. "Normally we-they are indestructible. The only time they can be injured, or killed is when the person trying to harm them is an angel."

"But that means that someone in the demon compound was an angel." It wasn't a question. It was a statement.

She nodded grimly. "Someone is working with the demons. There's no telling who it was, but James may have known them. It would explain how they got the jump on him. James is not usually one to loose a fight."

I nodded. As someone who had seen him in action, it wasn't all that hard to believe. He could be lethal if he wanted to be.

"I'm sorry Lizzie." Sam spoke softly.

"What for?"

"For all of this." She gestured around the room. "All of this angel stuff that you got sucked into."

"Sam, it's not your fault. It's not your fault I'm a Nephilim. I would have been brought into this world no matter what you did."

She shrugged and looked down. She obviously didn't believe me.

The truth was, I felt unnerved. I don't understand why, but she was the second person to apologize for bringing me into this world. James did it too. But for some unknown reason-I had a sinking feeling they didn't bring me into their world-I brought them into mine.

***

James was now in my room, laying on the bed. Derek and a few other angels had moved him there after my freak out. We were now all in the living room. There was a huge debate going on. About half of us wanted to tell Veronica and the Council about what had happened, but the other half wanted to stay away from them.

Everyone except me and Michael were screaming at each other. James' injury didn't only hit me hard, it also hit Michael. They had been best friends forever as far as I knew. He knew James since way before I showed up. He helped James through his brother's death and every other bad thing that seemed to happen to him.