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Sitting in the bath playing with my new fire. The way it danced off my fingertips, I managed to control the forms but putting it out was going to be way harder. Dipping my hand into the bath water to put it out just to relight it again. My body that was sore from being kicked, punched and tossed down the stairs felt perfectly fine now. The fire must have some kind of healing effect. The bathroom door opened and my body ignited. "Relax its just me, turn it off before you set the curtains on fire." Kit says from the other side of the curtains. "Why didnt you knock?" I ask sliding deeper into the water. Kit tossed my towel over the rail, I dried myself and got out. Kit leaned on the sink with his arms crossed, his eyes deep and distant. "There were so many of them tonight." He starts. "I couldnt fight them all and protect you." He looks up at me.

"I just found out I have a power, a useful power. With practice I can protect myself. The one thing I am worried about is lilah, she could get hurt or worse by staying here." I respond walking to the room. I get dressed and sit on the bed and Kit walks in a few minutes after. "I already spoke to her while you were in the bath. She's downstairs packing to go back home. I sigh I don't want her to leave, she's the only family I have at the moment but she'd be in danger while being here. Her leaving for now would be best. There's a vibration and Kit pulls a phone out of his pants. "Whats up?" He answers. His face goes blank for a second and then confusion, he nods "We'll be there in a bit." and hangs up. "Jeb says that someone came looking for us, they might be able to help. Pack some clothes, you'll stay with me at my place for a little bit." He says grabbing his bag and heading downstairs. We drove lilah to the airport and said our goodbyes.

In about an hour he pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. "There's an angel here for you." Wolfe says making her way out and we walk in. An angel? A real angel? We get deeper into the house and I spot Val and Jeb. He is sitting in a seat and Val sitting on the arm rest leaning on her husband. There was someone standing off to the side. "Rose, Jason here is an Archangel, he heard about your soul and wanted to offer his services." Jeb stated. I look over at the boy. He looked at me and his eyes widened slightly, he didnt look older than twenty three. dirty blond hair, milky skin, soft green eyes. I couldnt help but feel slight disappointment at the fact that he didnt have wings. He and Kit looked polar opposite. "The elder demons have always been causing trouble on earth. Someone has to correct their mistakes." Jason spoke like softly and elegantly, the way you'd think an angel would. Kit took a step forward blocking Jason's view of me. "And you think that's going to be you?" Kit says, his voice holds no evidence of hostility but you could sense it in the air. Jason took a step back and shook his head. "I didnt come here for a fight. I wanted to help. I think Rose could be the one to stopping their bad deals and bringing most of the elders down."

"What do you mean?" I asked side stepping Kit, he slid his hand in mine. "Why me?" I ask, Jason looks at my hand in Kits and takes a seat in the nearest chair. "Because the reason we dont get involved is because we have an understanding with the demons. Elders are not allowed to take bartered souls. The deals have to be made in person face to face and the seller can only sell their soul, not anyone elses and especially not an unborn baby's." Jason spoke, his eyes never leaving mine. "The fact that you were born without your soul means that they didnt hold up their end of the agreement." He finished. I look over at Kit who is in deep thought. "So Does this mean the Archangels will help?" I ask feeling a new sense of hope. Jason scoffs "I will help, The others know and don't care enough to get involved, especially not with this situation." Jason says standing up off the chair. "So what is your reason for helping?" Val asked eyeing him intensly. They held eye contact but Jason folded first and then laughed. "I'm an angel, Why I cant do what's right just because its right?"

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"There's something weird about him." I say as I adjust my seatbelt. Kit smirks but doesnt take his eyes off the road, "Smart girl." I blush instinctively but try pushing it away, Important things first. "When he first saw me it kind of seemed like he recognized me. He didnt look familiar to me at all." I say out loud but mostly to myself. "I dont like the idea of him either. Angels normally have their own agenda and their just as sneaky. Not even Angels are that good." Kit says parking. I look around, "Where are we?" I asked following Kit out of the car, we reach the front of a bar. "Hey Kit." Not far from us a curly headed, pink eyed woman walks up to us. "You hanging out tonight?" She asks as if not even noticing that I am present. "Not tonight doll, busy." He resonds. I look up at him and he senses it. She puts a hand on his chest and smiles. "Aw come on, I'll make it worth your while." She purrs. Anger shot through me like a bullet and my hand lit on fire. "He said he's busy." She looked at me and backed up. "Okay." She said visibly scared. Kit grabbed my hand and pulled me into an alley. "You cant just do that, I probably just lost some good business." He said looking at were she was. I roll my eyes. "I think finding another booty call should be easy for you." Kit looks at me. "What?" His eyebrow raised. "Oh come on, Kit. 'Not tonight doll?' Clearly flirting." I shake my head trying to focus on my hand that was still on fire. Kit shakes his head and tries to hide a smirk. "Whats funny?" I ask but more of a warning. Kit takes a step closer "Her name is dollie, everyone calls her doll." Fuck. The flame in my hand flickers as it dims and I watch as it goes out completely. "Nice to know you're the jealous type." Kit says pulling keys out, opening a side door from the alley and disappearing inside. "Whatever." I say following him up some stairs and down a hallway, the farther down we go the darker it gets. He turns on the lights and I find myself standing in the middle of a living room. Blacks and velvets everywhere it looked very sexy goth type. "Didnt take you for an interior designer." I say wandering around the apartment. Finding the bed room, Black satin bed set. "Val." Kit says coming from behind me and taking his shirt off. We make eye contact but I break away. "Makes sense." I say trying to avoid the awkwardness that I was creating.

"What do you think about what Jason said?" I asked keeping my back towards him as I sit on the side of the bed. Theres shuffling and the bed dipps. I am pulled backward and into Kits arms. "Well assuming the information he gave us is true then that means that the Archangels are turning a blind eye. I do agree with what he said about bring it to someone higher up on the Angel food chain. Since the elders are a group they will most likely defend eachother. We just have to find the right route to take, the one that puts you in less danger." He huffs. I turn to him feeling like we are on a wild goose chase, I know he feels it too. "Kit we'll find a way through this." I say in attempt to calm my nerves more than his.

I dont know when I fell asleep but I woke up to the sun in my face and alone in the bed. the front door opens and I hear Kits voice. He's in the kitchen on the phone, when he see's me he waves me over and hangs up. "Jeb reached out to some higher up Angels he knew and for some reason they knew your name. Theres one stopping by now." Just as he said that there was a knock on the door I stay in the kitchen, He aswers the door and . On the otherside was a tall irish looking man, he took up the whole door frame. "You fred?" Kit asks looking up at the man. "Aye." the accent was thick.

Fred sits on the couch and Kit sits across from him. "What can you tell me about what you told Jeb." Fred shruggs his large shoulders. "I already told him what I know. The name Rose wood has been running around the heavens for the past decade. I dont know who she is but apparently she's important." I creep out of the kitchen and Freds eyes catch me. His eyes widden and he looks scared for a moment. "Mira, is that you?"

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