Angel - (Michael Langdon X Reader)

Chapter 18 - Return

Michael

Trembling, and crying, I can hear (Y/N) sobbing quietly next to me. I slowly look over and see her there, still in her sleep. I sweep the hair gently out of her face and put my hand onto her forehead. I feel my eyes roll back as I enter her dreamscape. 

"Mom! Please!" (Y/N) desperately screams at the car speeding away. She watches the vehicle until its out of her sight. The girl then sees me.

"Michael? What's happening?" 

"You're dreaming, (Y/N). You can wake up whenever you want to, okay? You're okay. Now, open your eyes and it will all be over," I tell her calmly. She wipes the tears off of her face and nods. She takes a deep breath and I'm back in my room, taking in the silence before she jolts awake. "See? You're fine. Come here."

I place my arms around the crying girl, and eventually we fall back asleep.

Y/N

"(Y/N), wake up. I figured out what to tell Cordelia. You're going home," Michael says softly to me. I slowly open my eyes to see him towering above me, patiently waiting. "I think I'll just admit that I did it. I just don't have the explanation how." 

He grabs my hand and helps me out of bed. I'm still feeling weak from my Resurrection. Eventually, we reach Miss Robichaux's academy where Michael and I enter, hand in hand. I open the gate and walk up to the door, frowning at the state of my roses in the front. Wilting. We then go through to front door. 

"Hello?" Michael calls out, no witches to be found.

"One minute, Michael!" Cordelia yells back, sadness laced in her voice. After a few seconds I hear her high heels on the floor, slowly approaching where we stood. When she enters the room she begins without looking up, "Michael, I'm so sorry aga-," then stops. She looks at me before continuing. "(Y/N)?" Cordelia runs over to pull me into a hug, but Michael wraps his arms around me first.

"Cordelia, I don't think that this establishment protected (Y/N) very well like you promised it would," he says, still clearly upset.

"I know, and I'm truly sor-"

"Sorry doesn't cut it, Cordelia!" he shouts, becoming angry. I escape his embrace and push Michael away from me. 

"Michael, knock it off!" I yell, tears forming in my eyes. "Cordelia, I forgive you, and I would like to begin training here again." I walk over to her and give her a long hug.

"I'm so sorry," she cries. "I really believed you could do it."

"I know," I sob back. "I forgive you, I really do."

"You really mean it?" She asks me. I nod.

"You're the closest thing I have to a mother, Miss Cordelia." She pulls away from the hug and smiles, wiping the remaining tears from her eyes. She implies for us to all take a seat and we do. I sit on the other end of the couch from Michael, hoping he will calm down. 

"Now," Cordelia starts, "How are you back? I didn't think it was possible."

"I brought her back," Michael states, a sense of pride in his voice. "I didn't think it was possible either."

"How did you do it?"

"Something came over me. I went down to her personal hell and retrieved her. Simple as that." Cordelia looks shocked at this. 

"Not even I have the power to do something of that ability," she thinks aloud. "Michael, I really do think that you could benefit from attending the school of Warlocks. You could learn a lot."

"I'm not leaving (Y/N), Cordelia. Not after what happened."

"Michael, I'm very grateful for you bringing her back but this is where she belongs. I promise she will be protected here. Okay?"

"I'm staying here." Cordelia then sighs.

"Alright, Michael. I won't try to force you. Just know that my offer still stands," she then turns to me. "(Y/N), why don't you go talk to Mallory. She's been in her room since your trial." I nod and begin to leave the room. 

"Oh, Michael?" I say, finally acknowledging him. He looks at me. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Before I leave the the two, I catch a glimpse of Michael's face. He looks hurt, but I don't want to deal with him if he's angry. I then run up the stairs to greet my mourning friend.